The Confident Asshole

"Let go of that girl!!"

While everyone was busy gossiping about the Saintess of Spirit Hall and that second-generation heir Lu Mingchuan, a jarring voice suddenly rang out in their ears, causing their brains to short-circuit.

Only Bibi Dong gritted her teeth as she watched Lu Mingchuan, who was pretending to be startled by the sudden interruption.

[It's here, it's here. How should I fall to the ground? Should I look heartbroken, or should I shout at the top of my lungs: "Dongzi, Dongzi, don't go! How am I supposed to live without you?"]

[Pfft~ Dongzi, your mung bean eyes are quite something.]

At first, Bibi Dong wanted to laugh when she heard Lu Mingchuan's thoughts, not understanding why he called her "mung bean eyes."

But when she saw the Yu Xiaogang that Lu Mingchuan was referring to, everything became crystal clear.

Yu Xiaogang, burdened with numerous bags, was drenched in sweat, looking exactly like a giant turtle shell. Coupled with his short, stubby haircut, he looked for all the world like a tortoise.

This bastard was mocking her—a tortoise matching with mung bean eyes.

Who would ever fancy such a piece of trash... Lu Mingchuan!!

[In the sea of people]

[There is you and there is me]

[Meeting, knowing, and pondering each other]

Lu Mingchuan hummed a little tune in his heart, providing his own soundtrack for the scene. He was incredibly excited. The protagonist he had waited so long for had finally appeared; what villain wouldn't be thrilled?

Only a love-struck fool like Bibi Dong would look at a man like this with such pity. Just look at how disheveled he was—filthy and unkempt. It was a good thing he hadn't eaten anything yet, or he would have vomited up tomorrow's breakfast just from the smell.

Bibi Dong watched the man out of the corner of her eye as he prepared his expression. He sang quite well, but what was with his nonsensical choice of words? Hmph, she would give him a surprise in a moment.

Yu Xiaogang, who had just trimmed his hair into a buzz cut, brushed the stubble on his face. With a look of righteousness, he strode past the field of sunflowers and arrived before Bibi Dong, drawing everyone's gaze to himself.

[Butler, it's your turn.]

"Who are you?"

The old butler, who had been wearing a doting smile, saw his expression darken. Today was the day his young master was supposed to make his confession; who was this blind fool daring to be so presumptuous?

Yu Xiaogang walked up to the old butler who was pointing at him, a haughty smirk on his lips, and reached out to push the man's hand away.

"Old man, don't be like that."

"I have come to Spirit City today to bring the gospel to the spirit masters here."

Yu Xiaogang looked at the surrounding crowd of onlookers with a confident smile. "I am Yu Xiaogang from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, just returning from my travels."

He then tossed his current draft of a foundational treatise to one of the spirit masters in the crowd.

"Young man, you can take a look. These are my humble insights. They are quite valuable for spirit masters without a sect, so remember not to get it dirty."

The spirit master who caught the book felt uncomfortable with Yu Xiaogang's tone, but his hands moved on their own to flip it open.

"The theoretical limit of spirit rings for spirit masters?"

His eyes widened as he read the content; this was knowledge he had never encountered before. Yu Xiaogang watched the spirit master's shocked expression, filled with smug satisfaction.

[It's here, the classic 'Master' Yu Xiaogang showing off has arrived.]

[Haha~ even he can't hold back his own laughter, can he? Just laugh it out, wouldn't it be better to be a more approachable 'Master'?]

"Hello, miss. I see you are quite well-versed in ancient texts and the like. As it happens, I have considerable attainments in this field. Is there anything you don't understand that you would like to ask me?"

Yu Xiaogang turned to look at Bibi Dong, a hint of concern appearing on his face.

So this was the Yu Xiaogang that Lu Mingchuan kept talking about? Facing the man who was trying to strike up a conversation, Bibi Dong frowned deeply. But how did Lu Mingchuan know that this fellow named Yu Xiaogang would arrive in Spirit City today? Could it be that he had been monitoring Yu Xiaogang all along?

Furthermore, Lu Mingchuan had even claimed that the first time she saw Yu Xiaogang, she would feel a pang of heartache due to the complex emotions in his eyes. This guy really had no filter. The first impression of this disheveled man was absolutely disgusting, let alone anything else. And this guy...

(Cackle... finally, I've reached Spirit City. No need to mention the hardships of the journey; this is where I, Yu Xiaogang, will show my true brilliance from now on.)

Suddenly, a voice appeared in the minds of both Lu Mingchuan and Bibi Dong at the same time.

Snap.

The sunflower in Lu Mingchuan's hand dropped to the ground.

What was going on?

Was it haunted?

But didn't Douluo Continent lack ghosts?

Lu Mingchuan furrowed his brows; the voice sounded familiar, too.

He turned his head slowly, realizing it sounded exactly like Yu Xiaogang.

After confirming it several times, Lu Mingchuan was certain.

Oh, he could actually hear Yu Xiaogang's inner thoughts; things were getting interesting.

As for Bibi Dong, she only froze for a few seconds after hearing Yu Xiaogang's voice before accepting it completely.

She could already hear Lu Mingchuan's inner thoughts, so one extra voice from Yu Xiaogang wasn't exactly absurd.

But could this fellow, with his aristocratic arrogance, really be called a "Grandmaster"?

She seemed to recall that the number of spirit masters among commoners was actually quite high.

Besides, why did this guy keep staring at her?

He was filthy—don't come near me!

(Hehe... so this is the naive, sweet Saintess of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong? As expected, she looks like she has no brain at all; she feels quite easy to trick.)

(As a scion of a noble family, the one thing I have in abundance is ways to capture a maiden's heart.)

Oho.

It seemed Yu Xiaogang wasn't as honest as he looked; he was actually a playboy just like Dai Mubai.

That made sense. As the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect leader, having a bit of a private life was only natural.

Lu Mingchuan stared at Yu Xiaogang with keen interest, hoping this guy would spill more tea he didn't know about.

[Grandmaster, don't let me down too much.]

[I don't want to keep playing the role of a simp. Hurry up and slap this big villain in the face so I can go off and live freely for a decade or so.]

Lu Mingchuan was gratified that Yu Xiaogang hadn't failed his expectations.

The moment he appeared, he was already using his unique personal charm—that unconventional, bold spirit was exactly the temperament Bibi Dong had valued at first sight.

[Hurry, according to the plot, you're supposed to ask him a question, and he's supposed to answer.]

[Then I, the forgotten one, am supposed to get furious, rush up, and give "Gangzi" a punch and a kick.]

[I'll be crying while I shout, "You two shameless adulterers!"]

[I've been dying to experience something that satisfying. Gangzi, my fist has been fond of your face for a long time.]

Bibi Dong stared at the Yu Xiaogang that Lu Mingchuan was talking about.

His face was covered in stubble, and he was incredibly unkempt.

Was Lu Mingchuan's fist really going to hit Yu Xiaogang's face in a moment?

For some reason, she felt quite excited herself.

Perhaps it was because that fellow Yu Xiaogang was also calling her an idiot in his heart.