He took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and headed towards the inn.
Heaven Dou City, Yuelai Inn.
Zhou Qiubai was sitting by the window, picking his teeth with a toothpick, looking relaxed and content.
The wine jug on the table was empty, indicating that the drinkers had thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
"Brother Chen, how many books do you read a day?" Zhou Qiubai asked casually as he picked his teeth.
Chen Xuan didn't even look up. "It depends on my mood."
Zhou Qiubai was taken aback. "Read a few books when you're in a good mood?"
Chen Xuan thought for a moment, "Three books."
What about when you're in a bad mood?
Five books.
Yang Guyun suddenly spoke up, "He's in a bad mood because the book isn't good. If the book isn't good, he'll change to another one. Changing to another one will make him feel better. So even when he's in a bad mood, he can still read five books."
You should know that Chen Xuan ancient books, and those things were all made of bamboo.
Most importantly, this guy never uses Storage Soul Tool to store books, which gives you an idea of how many ancient books he has on him.
You should know that knowledge is a very valuable thing in the Douluo Continent.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Chen Xuan read a hundred jin of texts a day.
Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at Yang Guyun with a smile, " Brother Yang is intelligent."
Yang Guyun lowered his head and continued with his own business, no longer looking at him.
Zhou Qiubai put down the toothpick and stretched. "There's another match tomorrow. Which college do you think will be our opponent?"
Yang Guyun said calmly, "It doesn't matter which one it is, it's all the same."
Zhou Qiubai nodded. "That's true."
Chen Xuan suddenly spoke up, "After the game tomorrow, we might have some guests."
Zhou Qiubai was taken aback. "What guest?"
Chen Xuan smiled without saying a word and continued reading.
Zhou Qiubai turned to Yang Guyun and asked for his opinion, but Yang Guyun shook his head and said he didn't know.
Zhou Qiubai sighed helplessly, "Brother Chen, could you please finish your sentence?"
Zhou Jian did not respond, and Zhou Qiubai sighed resignedly.
"Alright, you can continue reading."
Suddenly, footsteps came from downstairs, growing louder as they approached, and finally stopped in front of the door.
There was a knock on the door.
" Brother Zhou, Brother Yang, Brother Chen, I am Yu Tianheng, and I apologize for the intrusion."
Zhou Qiubai raised an eyebrow and looked at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan was still reading, but a slight smile played at the corners of his lips.
It seems the guests have truly arrived.
Zhou Qiubai stood up, took a few steps to the door, and gently pulled it open with a creak.
Outside the door, five figures stood in a row, exuding an air of authority.
" Brother Zhou, I'm truly sorry to disturb you so late at night." Yu Tianheng clasped his hands slightly, his tone apologetic yet revealing a hint of confidence.
This is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon; it's a dragon no matter where it is.
Zhou Qiubai stepped aside, "You're too kind, Brother Yu, please come in."
Those damn pigeons.
As soon as the group entered the room, the previously spacious area instantly felt incredibly cramped.
Yang Guyun then moved the Returnless Spear aside to make room for everyone.
Chen Xuan asked Yu Tianheng, "Captain Yu, is there something you need to do in person?"
Yu Tianheng nodded, about to speak, but unsure how to begin.
Dugu Yan spoke first, "After all that dawdling, I'll do it."
She turned to Zhou Qiubai, "We want to switch teams with you."
Zhou Qiubai was stunned for a moment. "Change teams?"
Dugu Yan quickly saw through Yu Tianheng's thoughts.
Zhou Qiubai looked at Yu Tianheng: "Is this your decision?"
Yu Tianheng nodded seriously, "Yes, after discussion, everyone agrees."
Zhou Qiubai did not answer immediately, but turned his gaze to Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan leaned back in his chair and said with a chuckle, "Captain Yu's decision is truly amusing."
Yu Tianheng cast an inquiring glance his way.
" Heaven Dou Team 1 directly Promotion Tournament, saving time and effort, and it looks good on them too. But Captain Ke Yu volunteered to play in the Qualifying Tournament, which is like sacrificing his own dignity. This kind of mentality is truly rare," Chen Xuan said.
Despite being teased, Yu Tianheng remained calm and said, "Face is for others to see; ability is what truly matters."
Chen Xuan nodded, then turned to Zhou Qiubai: "I have no objection. Anyway, I was just there to make up the numbers, so it's up to you."
Zhou Qiubai then looked at Yang Guyun.
Yang Guyun remained expressionless, continuing to clean his gun without even looking up, "Whatever."
Zhou Qiubai chuckled, "You two, one's just there to make up the numbers and the other's just whatever, looks like I'll have to make the decision?"
Chen Xuan smiled, his eyes narrowing. "You're the captain."
Yang Guyun added, "You make the decision."
Zhou Qiubai glanced at them, then turned to Yu Tianheng and the others, remaining silent for a few seconds.
He took a deep breath and looked at Yu Tianheng: "I have a question for you."
Yu Tianheng nodded. " Brother Zhou, please speak freely."
Zhou Qiubai leaned against the window. "You Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan members have always been arrogant. I know that your request to switch teams means you're admitting your current shortcomings and wanting to start from scratch. Such a decision is by no means easy."
He stared intently into Yu Tianheng's eyes. "I want to know, what made you make this choice?"
Yu Tianheng remained silent for a moment. The room was so quiet that only the occasional sound of the night watchman's clapping could be heard outside the window.
"I went to see Dean Xie today," Yu Tianheng began. "As I left the bamboo forest, a thought flashed through my mind."
Zhou Qiubai listened quietly without interrupting.
"I thought of my uncle." Yu Tianheng's voice was low, but his words revealed endless thoughts.
Dugu Yan frowned slightly and remained silent.
Is that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang still influencing Tianheng?
Or maybe I should just poison him someday.
" Yu Xiaogang." When he uttered this name, his tone was calm, yet it subtly revealed complex emotions. "Yes, although I vehemently denied it at the time, the influence he had on me was indeed significant."
Zhou Qiubai listened attentively without interrupting.
Dugu Yan murmured an "Mmm" in agreement.
Yu Tianheng had told her more than once about how Yu Xiaogang was back then.
Blood ties are not so easily severed.
"He dared not face the gaze of his family, dared not face anyone. When faced with difficulties, his first reaction was to run away. After escaping, he would use those theories to package himself, making himself seem so great."
"But how much of those theories did he actually figure out himself? And how much was simply heard from others and then synthesized into his own?"
Zhou Qiubai continued to listen quietly, lost in thought.
"He proposed that 'there are no useless Martial Soul, only useless Soul Master,' but what about himself? He believed his life was over after his Martial Soul Mutation, and that he would be forever stuck at level 29. Does he really believe such a statement?"
Zhou Qiubai suddenly asked, "Do you think he believes it?"
Yu Tianheng thought for a moment and replied, "He might believe it, because he needs to believe. If he didn't believe, he couldn't live."
After a few seconds of silence, Chen Xuan suddenly spoke up, "Captain Yu really knows this uncle very well."
Yang Guyun suddenly interrupted, "Get to the point."
Zhou Qiubai chuckled and turned to Yu Tianheng: "So, you're afraid of becoming like him?"