Lu Mingchuan cursed himself.
Bibi Dong couldn't deal with him.
But you, some guy who'd come out of nowhere, dared to gossip about her Bibi Dong in your head, calling her an innocent, clueless little fool.
You really deserved to die!
After a long silence.
Lu Mingchuan turned his head and saw Bibi Dong staring at Yu Xiaogang's rough face and his utterly unkempt hems.
[What are you looking for, Dongzi? Tell Dad. I'll help you find it.]
[Are the stubble on Gangzi's face really that fascinating? It's got sweat and lard on it, too. Don't be so gross, okay?]
Yu Xiaogang also sensed Bibi Dong's gaze.
His expression changed in an instant.
(As expected, making myself look older works wonders. And she's the Saintess of Spirit Hall, too.)
(Has the world-weary air I'm showing already got you hooked? Good thing I don't have anywhere to stay yet. Hurry up and take me somewhere so I can clean myself up.)
Hearing both their thoughts.
Bibi Dong wished she could kick Lu Mingchuan flying.
Then stab Yu Xiaogang to death while she was at it.
How could she, Bibi Dong, possibly be looking for something on Yu Xiaogang's face? She'd only been curious to see where Lu Mingchuan would hit him.
She was the Saintess of Spirit Hall, for heaven's sake.
How could she be attracted to the world-weary look this guy was deliberately putting on?
And this was already the second time Yu Xiaogang had shown himself to be an idiot.
Bibi Dong clenched her fists tighter and tighter.
"What kind of thing are you to call me a thing? Are you a Titled Douluo? Do you have Spirit Hall's approval? Hurry up and get him out of here!"
Lu Mingchuan rubbed his eyes. Why hadn't Bibi Dong asked her question? Instead, she'd asked something like whether he had a teaching certificate.
Shouldn't she ask about some question that had been bothering her for ages, then have Yu Xiaogang quote a bunch of books from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect and talk circles around her?
Was this like a mung bean failing to find its turtle?
Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded by the deadly three-part question.
What did she mean, Spirit Hall's approval? Did you need Spirit Hall's approval to teach?
But when he saw Bibi Dong glaring at Lu Mingchuan with her teeth clenched, he finally understood.
You bastard! You dared to ruin my good thing. Shouldn't you have tucked your tail between your legs and run off when I was putting on a show earlier?
Who gave you the nerve to keep standing here?
That was right. He'd just heard people nearby say that this man was a spoiled young master from a powerful family who'd come to Spirit Hall, with a reputation even worse than his own.
As the Saintess of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong probably couldn't refuse someone with such tremendous influence.
After all, this was Spirit City, where Spirit Hall was full of competing factions, and this notorious bastard was standing right there.
That was why she'd used retreat as a way to advance, sending him away to avoid being harmed by the other man.
But who was he? The Grandmaster, who'd broken through to level thirty before he'd even turned thirty.
How could he be afraid of some spoiled young master?
Yu Xiaogang immediately puffed himself up and strode over to Lu Mingchuan, who was being shielded by Old Butler.
"Your Highness the Saintess, I'll get rid of this annoying fly for you." Then he threatened Old Butler and the others behind him.
"Do you know who the person behind me is?"
Yu Xiaogang pointed both fingers at the sky. "In Spirit Hall, she's second only to His Holiness the Pope. I advise you to be sensible and get lost right now."
"Otherwise, when the people protecting Her Highness the Saintess get here, I won't be able to protect you."
"You're just some petty young master. What are you in Spirit Hall? Do you think you rank higher than her?"
As he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang even jabbed a finger toward Lu Mingchuan's chest.
But the immovable Old Butler in front of him blocked him, and he couldn't even touch Lu Mingchuan's clothes.
????
After hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, everyone present went blank.
Yu Xiaogang really was a one-of-a-kind oddball.
That was everyone's second thought, and it was what they all thought of him.
They'd assumed this wandering vagrant from out of town was trying to bully a local big shot, but he wasn't even a mangy snake.
Who puts on a show by playing the hero who saves the beauty? If you know who she is, do you think she still needs you to save her?
And someone like you—
The Old Butler in front of her could beat you into helplessness, yet you still had the nerve to ask what Lu Mingchuan was?
Bibi Dong was also at a loss after watching Yu Xiaogang's performance.
She'd been listening to Lu Mingchuan's thoughts and didn't know much about Yu Xiaogang. She'd assumed he might have some powerful background.
But when Yu Xiaogang used her status to threaten Lu Mingchuan,
Bibi Dong realized she'd been overthinking it. How could an idiot like him possibly have a powerful background? He really was just some nobody off the street.
"Someone, throw him out of Spirit City."
The Spirit Hall Academy disciples following Bibi Dong immediately moved at her words.
They gave Yu Xiaogang an apologetic look, then two of them moved to grab him from either side.
After all, they'd enjoyed listening to the stories he'd made up earlier. It was just a shame he was such a brainless fool.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank. They really dared to lay hands on him? He was the eldest young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.
How dare commoners like them touch him?
Seeing Bibi Dong about to have them act, Lu Mingchuan panicked.
[D-Dongzi, you can't! This guy's Martial Soul...]
Hearing Lu Mingchuan's thoughts, Bibi Dong immediately said, "Wait."
When Yu Xiaogang heard Bibi Dong speak, he put on a charming, devil-may-care expression.
(As expected, this woman was just putting on an act in front of the other factions in Spirit Hall. Don't worry, I won't let you down.)
(I'll let you off this time for what you did to me, you careless, stupid fool.)
Yu Xiaogang spread his arms, looking ready to lay down his life, as if to say, "Don't spare me."
[This guy's Martial Soul farts!... Hm? Why did Dongzi tell them to stop?]
Lu Mingchuan watched Bibi Dong in confusion. He didn't want to smell a foul fart, so why had she suddenly stopped them?
Bibi Dong walked expressionlessly up to Yu Xiaogang.
"Saintess, I... Oh."
Hiss...
All the men around them couldn't help sucking in a sharp breath.
The Saintess had kicked Yu Xiaogang so hard that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his sallow face turned white.
Bibi Dong looked down at Yu Xiaogang, curled up like a shrimp, her face full of disdain. Did he really think the Saintess was someone he could mess with?
He'd kept calling her brainless in his thoughts. Now she'd uninstalled QQ from him.
Lu Mingchuan frowned as he looked at Yu Xiaogang on the ground.
That must've hurt...
Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang hadn't summoned his Luo Sanpao. Otherwise, Lu Mingchuan would've wanted to start over right then and there.
Damn it, if his Martial Soul could fart, surely its other functions couldn't be broken.
Lu Mingchuan didn't want to gamble on what might come out after that fart.
[Dongzi, you finally got one thing right. You nearly let that fart out like thunder. I'll stop calling you brainless for today.]
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