My Cousin

How evil!

Those who heard Lu Mingchuan's inner voice couldn't help but rub the goosebumps rising on their skin.

There was likely no one else in this world capable of emitting a laugh as evil as the one echoing in his thoughts.

Bibi Dong, having tasted the sweetness of Tang Yuehua, naturally had no intention of letting her leave.

She intended to take her everywhere she went now.

It made Tang Yuehua feel as if she were being held prisoner.

(How terrifying; Spirit Hall truly is a place of great horror.)

Bibi Dong, walking in front, stopped in her tracks because she heard Yu Xiaogang's inner voice.

That guy had actually managed to escape from Cuihua's clutches.

He was simply too overpowered.

(Damn it, if I were still in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, how could I ever be in such a sorry state?)

(Day one of missing the protection of my father.)

Yu Xiaogang believed his current misery was entirely due to not being on his home turf.

If he were still within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, aside from being a laughingstock, there wasn't anything he couldn't obtain.

If he still had the support of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, would this Spirit Hall dare to bully him so brazenly? Father, have you truly forgotten all that happened in the past?

But there was still one path to the heavens.

That was to gain the favor of the Saintess of Spirit Hall.

Once he achieved that, he could enter and exit the confidential areas of Spirit Hall at will, thoroughly integrating their knowledge with that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.

Then, he would become the smartest person in the entire world.

"Saintess, is that the guy you bullied... I mean, rewarded to Cuihua yesterday?" Tang Yuehua spotted a gaunt figure walking down the street clutching a block of iron at a glance.

Bibi Dong naturally saw Yu Xiaogang's figure as well; even if she hadn't, the words in her mind were constantly reminding her of his presence.

The man clutching the iron that had been pressed from an iron underpants into an iron disc by Cuihua yesterday was indeed Yu Xiaogang, who had emerged from who knows where.

But since he was out, should she meet with him?

Bibi Dong was contemplating a grave question.

The guy was even sloppier than before; let alone getting close, she didn't even want to look at him.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to sense something, and upon turning his head, he saw that familiar figure.

(As expected, Bibi Dong still cares about my scholarship.)

(After such a huge embarrassment yesterday, she still hasn't cast me aside. Don't worry, I will definitely use the knowledge I've acquired to cultivate you.)

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's narcissistic thoughts, Bibi Dong wanted to travel back in time just to kick him over.

Do you have any idea that becoming a god doesn't rely on your crappy theories, but on strength?

If the final two rings require red hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, can your theories help me obtain them?

Bibi Dong had absolutely no desire to get close to such an arrogant person.

But how could Yu Xiaogang, having seen her, pass up such a golden opportunity?

He took three steps in two, rushing directly in front of them.

"Your Highness Saintess."

Yu Xiaogang blocked their path, panting for breath.

When he saw Tang Yuehua, his eyes lit up.

How could he not know the famous figures of other sects?

He hadn't looked closely yesterday, but today, it finally clicked in his mind: wasn't this Tang Yuehua, whose reputation was even broader than his own?

(Whew... why didn't I see her yesterday?)

(Damn it, it was her brother who stole my life, knocking down all the challengers with a single hammer—what immense power that was.)

(Let me take this chance to see what kind of trash you are, you who have a wider reputation than me.)

Hearing what he said, Tang Yuehua was nearly driven into a rage.

What did he mean by "trash with a wider reputation than him"?

You, a piece of trash who hid away in self-isolation, dare to mock her, someone who traveled everywhere?

If she, Tang Yuehua, had just stayed in her sect, guess how many people would even know her name.

Tang Yuehua lashed out with her foot, kicking Yu Xiaogang; she had successfully mimicked five or six parts of Lu Mingchuan's arrogant flair.

"Who gave you the right to be disrespectful to our Saintess?"

Being able to kick someone in broad daylight made Tang Yuehua incredibly happy.

So, ruining someone else's reputation felt this satisfying.

Bibi Dong stared at Tang Yuehua, who had just retracted her foot, frozen in place. Wasn't she supposed to be dignified and graceful?

How did she end up kicking Yu Xiaogang to the ground as well?

It was fortunate that Yu Xiaogang had been drained until he was as thin as a bamboo pole; otherwise, Tang Yuehua might have nearly knocked herself over with that kick.

[Don't be afraid, Gangzi. You're going to be harassed today, but watch as your cousin comes to save your life.]

"Stop hurting my son!"

Lu Mingchuan descended directly from the sky, accompanied by his dutiful and professional Old Butler.

[Gangzi, why are you on the ground? Where are the guards?]

Lu Mingchuan arrived at the scene of the incident, only to see Yu Xiaogang lying on the ground, with Tang Yuehua and Bibi Dong standing before him.

Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest as he lay there. Having been tortured into skin and bones by the ferocious Cuihua last night, he actually felt pain from being kicked today.

He clutched his chest and looked toward Lu Mingchuan, trembling as he said, "Is... is that you, Cousin?"

Lu Mingchuan began to act as well: "Cousin, it is I."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet and began to walk toward Lu Mingchuan.

Lu Mingchuan was preparing his "vicious cousin" routine, planning to slap Yu Xiaogang across the face and shout at him the moment he got close.

Then, amidst Yu Xiaogang's equally vicious and hateful gaze, he would bring him back to the place where he was currently settled according to the script—the original Lu Mansion.

When Bibi Dong and the other woman saw the clothes Lu Mingchuan was wearing, they felt something was off. How could that guy be wearing the attire of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect?

Furthermore... that blind fool Yu Xiaogang, didn't he see that the guy opposite him was even younger than he was?

How could he have the nerve to call him "Cousin"?

Under their watchful eyes, Yu Xiaogang had only just approached Lu Mingchuan when he was sent flying again. The person who struck was none other than the Old Butler.

The Old Butler struck a pose, signaling that anyone wanting to get near the young master would have to step over his dead body.

[Butler, you were supposed to let him through.]

[And no, I'm not praising you.]

Lu Mingchuan could only wave at Yu Xiaogang, who had been kicked back to his original position. "My apologies, Cousin. The butler is always handling my personal security, so this is all just standard procedure."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and climbed up. "It's fine, I understand."

(Damn it, here comes another person who stole my life.)

(It should be me being protected by servants.)

(Before I awakened my martial soul, I was also the center of attention, but now...)

Yu Xiaogang clutched the spot where he had been kicked and walked to a place far away from the Old Butler; he didn't want to go flying again.

Lu Mingchuan glanced at him.

He hadn't hit him himself, but the butler had, so he could leave it at that.

[I suppose I should be making threats against Bibi Dong and the others now.]

[Look, this is the evil, dark hand at work.]

[Come on, I'm here to stab Yu Xiaogang in the back. You lot should be making threats and doing evil deeds just like yesterday.]

Bibi Dong, witnessing Yu Xiaogang heading toward Lu Mingchuan, couldn't suppress the urge to complain.

The guy just changed his clothes, and he doesn't recognize him anymore?

If you're going to pretend to be Yu Xiaogang's cousin, at least change your face.