One Punch Down, You'll Probably Cry For a Long Time

Ye Guyi rolled her eyes at her. "Don't I know exactly what you're like? Speak up, what do you want?"

Because they both possessed Angel Martial Souls and had arrived at Martial Soul Hall at the same time, she and Yu Mengdi had grown up together, and both knew each other's temperaments like the back of their hands.

However, despite both having Angel Martial Souls, just like the gap in their Martial Soul bloodlines, one being a Holy Angel and the other a standard Angel, their personalities were worlds apart.

If Ye Guyi was the mature and steady type, then Yu Mengdi was a restless little devil.

In Wang Xian'er's words, this girl was like a monkey that never stopped moving.

"Sister Guyi, can you take me to see him too?"

Yu Mengdi had heard early this morning that Ye Guyi had brought a child to the academy, and her curiosity had been bubbling over ever since. "I'll just take a look from afar, I promise not to disturb you guys!"

Ye Guyi thought about it; bringing someone along wouldn't hurt, and it would be a good chance to introduce her to Doudou.

After all, the Angel clan was sparse in numbers these days; she and Yu Mengdi were the only ones of this generation.

They would have to meet sooner or later.

She nodded in agreement. "You can come, but keep your mouth shut. Doudou's status is very noble; he isn't someone we can discuss casually."

"I promise! Don't worry, I absolutely won't say a word!"

Yu Mengdi put on a serious face, drawing her jade finger across her pink lips as if zipping them shut, and even made a sealing gesture.

"I hope so."

Ye Guyi's mouth twitched; she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

She just hoped this girl could be reliable for once.

On the other side, after meeting Bibi Dong, Jiang Nannan had been taken away by her for individual instruction.

Chen Doudou returned home alone and was just about to collapse onto his soft bed when the doorbell rang again.

"Back so soon?"

Thinking it was Ye Guyi returning with groceries, he went to open the door.

But what greeted his eyes was a girl he didn't recognize.

She also had dazzling blonde hair, but her aura was completely different from Ye Guyi's.

The girl had a round face that looked very cute, and her figure was slender and well-proportioned.

However, unlike Ye Guyi, who preferred sharp, practical gear, this girl wore a short skirt paired with white silk stockings, which added a touch of playfulness.

"Wow, what a cute little brother!"

Yu Mengdi reached out to cup Chen Doudou's face.

Chen Doudou felt helpless.

Why did every girl a few years older than him have this same attitude?

It wasn't easy having such a perfect appearance.

However, the next words out of the girl's mouth left him stunned.

A mischievous smirk appeared on Yu Mengdi's face, her eyes glinting with cunning as she looked Chen Doudou up and down. "If I gave you a punch, you'd definitely cry for a long time, right?"

Chen Doudou: "..."

Huh???

Seeing the boy's dazed expression, Yu Mengdi felt a desire to tease him. She gave a light cough and struck a haughty pose.

"You must be Chen Doudou, right? Let me introduce myself: I am Yu Mengdi."

"To prevent the world from being destroyed, and for the sake of a beautiful tomorrow and future, I, Yu Mengdi, will reluctantly accept you as my slave!"

"From now on, you are my slave. You must obey me in everything. If I tell you to go east, you absolutely cannot go west. Do you hear me?"

Chen Doudou said speechlessly, "Are you serious? Where are your manners?"

Yu Mengdi rubbed her hands together, looking eager to try. "If you don't listen to me, I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."

She calculated that she was a level 28 Soul Grand Master. Even though this kid's soul rings were stronger than hers, he was only six years old!

A six-year-old brat, no matter how talented, couldn't possibly know how to fight, right?

One punch, and he would definitely cry and run to his sister.

"I'm not afraid of you."

Chen Doudou rolled his eyes at her.

Following that, the two of them broke into a fight.

This battle had almost no suspense.

"Second Soul Skill, All-Encompassing Forest!"

Following Chen Doudou's soft shout, the ground surged instantly, and countless vines burst from the earth like agile vipers, instantly binding Yu Mengdi's limbs.

"Yikes!"

Yu Mengdi let out a sharp cry. Before she could even manifest her martial soul, vines had already bound her tight in an incredibly humiliating posture.

Worst of all, a thick vine had looped around her waist like a hoist, suspending her in mid-air. She hung in the center of the living room, splayed out in a mortifying "X" shape.

Her short skirt had ridden up to the tops of her thighs, leaving the edges of her white stockings exposed, a sight that made her want to die of shame.

When Ye Guyi arrived at the front door carrying the groceries she'd just bought, this "human chandelier" was exactly what greeted her.

Chen Doudou was waving a grass whip in his hand, lashing it against her body with casual, rhythmic strikes.

The whip wasn't heavy, but every blow carried a sting of humiliation that made Yu Mengdi shudder.

"Do you yield?"

"No! I absolutely do not!"

Yu Mengdi's face was flushed bright red, whether from shame or pain, she couldn't tell. "If you've got the guts, let me down! I was just careless earlier—I didn't dodge, it was a total fluke!"

Thud!

The grocery basket slipped from Ye Guyi's hand, sending vegetables rolling across the floor.

She stared at the scene before her, feeling a surge of hot blood rush straight to her head.

Hearing the commotion at the door, the two of them looked over simultaneously.

Chen Doudou, still holding the whip, gave a sheepish greeting: "Sister Guyi, you... why are you back?"

Yu Mengdi looked as if she had just seen a savior, twisting frantically in the air. "Sister Guyi, save me! This little brat is bullying me!"

Ye Guyi stared at the idiot with a face full of black lines, her temple throbbing rhythmically.

I knew it!

I knew nothing good would come of this girl showing up!

"Doudou, let her down first."

Ye Guyi took a deep breath.

"Fine."

Chen Doudou waved his hand, and the vines instantly dissipated.

Yu Mengdi fell straight to the floor, letting out a pained yelp. "Ouch! Couldn't you have put me down a little more gently? That hurt like hell."

"Hmph, you deserved it."

Chen Doudou snorted and planted his Scythe into the floor. "If Sister Guyi hadn't come back early, do you think I'd be done whipping you?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Yu Mengdi not angry, but a strange, morbid excitement flickered in her eyes.

She rubbed her bruised backside, gritting her teeth. "Bring it on, you think I'm afraid of you? That was just a mistake earlier, okay! You don't actually think you could beat me, do you?"

"Stop!!!"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again—and perhaps even begin a second round of brawling—Ye Guyi hurriedly intervened.

She was now seriously beginning to suspect that putting these two together was a massive mistake.

Following some mediation by Ye Guyi, the two finally reached a temporary truce.

Half an hour later.

The table was laden with fragrant, steaming dishes.

Ye Guyi's culinary skills were naturally beyond reproach; the food was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

Yu Mengdi, however, was not to be outdone. Despite having been strung up earlier, her upbringing meant she wasn't some pampered heiress who couldn't lift a finger; she moved through the kitchen with fluid, practiced ease.

The three of them tucked in with gusto.

It had to be said, life with dining companions was far more blissful than eating alone.

After they had eaten their fill, Chen Doudou let out a satisfied burp and remarked with a touch of wonder, "I never expected someone like you could actually cook."

"Hmph, who are you looking down on?"

Yu Mengdi gave a haughty snort, lifting her chin and curling her lips in an attempt to reclaim the dignity she'd lost earlier. "Well? Do you want to consider becoming my slave? If you're my slave, you'll get to eat this every day."

This little brat was so fierce earlier, she thought, he must be looking at me with new respect now that he's tasted my cooking, right?

To her surprise, Chen Doudou merely glanced at her indifferently before delivering a slow, critical blow:

"Meh. I take it back—your cooking isn't as good as Sister Guyi's."

Crack.

It felt as if something had shattered inside Yu Mengdi's mind.

The smile on her face froze instantly. That haughty air of hers, like a balloon pricked by a needle, deflated in a heartbeat.

She bit her lip, her large, round eyes glaring daggers at Chen Doudou.

"You... you little brat, I'll remember this!"

Yu Mengdi was so angry she wanted to flip the table, but hindered by Ye Guyi's murderous gaze, she could only grab her chopsticks and furiously shovel the rice into her mouth even faster.

Ye Guyi sat to the side, saying nothing, though the corners of her lips curled up just a fraction.