Gangzi's Neglected "Kindness"

Xiao Wu tilted her head, looking puzzled.

"Why not? Besides, I'm going to be your master's wife sooner or later anyway."

Tang San choked.

Xiao Wu continued, "Besides, could you really bear to let your cute junior sister go without a blanket to cover herself at night?"

Tang San answered without hesitation, "I could."

Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes. "Hmm?"

A chill inexplicably ran through Tang San's bones.

He looked at Xiao Wu's harmless face, then at the Scorpion Braid swaying slightly behind her, and the images of being tossed around by her Waist Bow flashed through his mind.

He changed his tune.

"Forget it." Tang San sighed. "You can have my bedding. It's new; I haven't used it."

Xiao Wu blinked.

Tang San continued, "I'll sleep with my master. That way, there won't be any issues with men and women keeping their distance."

He paused, feeling that his idea was absolutely flawless.

"After all, the opposite of men and women keeping their distance is—"

He lifted his head and announced with full confidence:

"Men and men being intimate!"

Su Mo: "???"

The luggage in his hand dropped to the floor with a thud.

"Men and men being intimate?"

Tang San nodded, looking earnest. "Yeah, men and women can't sleep together, but men and men can. So, if I sleep with my master, the problem is perfectly solved."

Su Mo fell silent.

He looked at Tang San's serious face and suddenly felt an urge to pry open his skull to see what was inside.

A lack of education is truly terrifying.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand—

"Bam."

A sharp rap landed on Tang San's head.

Tang San covered his head, eyes brimming with tears. "Master, why did you hit me?"

Su Mo was expressionless. "Because you deserved it."

Tang San felt aggrieved. "What did I say wrong, disciple?"

Su Mo couldn't be bothered to explain; he simply pointed to his own head. "Read more books in the future."

Tang San nodded thoughtfully, but judging by his expression, he clearly still hadn't figured out where he went wrong.

Just then, footsteps sounded at the door.

A middle-aged man walked in, carrying a set of bedding in his arms.

"Dormitory Seven, right?"

Su Mo looked at the newcomer—medium build, square-jawed, wearing the academy's teacher uniform, his expression a mix of sternness and fatigue.

Wang Sheng quickly introduced, "This is Teacher Mo Hen, the head teacher in charge of our class."

Mo Hen nodded, his gaze sweeping across the dormitory before landing on Tang San.

"You are Tang San?"

Tang San was stunned. "I am."

Mo Hen shoved the bedding into his arms. "Grandmaster asked me to bring this to you. He said it's a welcome gift."

Tang San looked down at the bedding in his arms with a subtle expression.

After speaking, Mo Hen turned and left, clean and efficient, without a hint of hesitation.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

His gaze lingered on Su Mo for a second.

Is he that kid who caused a scene at the gate today? A two-meter-two giant who sent the guard flying with one punch? Looks a bit interesting.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and strode away.

The dormitory was quiet for a moment.

Xiao Wu leaned over, looked at the bedding, and asked curiously, "Who is Grandmaster?"

Tang San thought for a moment. "The one at the gate... who calls himself Grandmaster."

Xiao Wu had a realization. "Oh, the one who was left speechless by Master?"

Tang San nodded, "Correct."

Xiao Wu pursed her lips, "He's gifting bedding? That's like a weasel wishing a chicken a Happy New Year."

Tang San deeply agreed.

He looked toward Su Mo, "Master, this bedding..."

Su Mo pondered for a moment.

By all logic, they had just caused Yu Xiaogang to lose all face; would this guy really turn around and gift them bedding?

Could there truly be such a shameless person in the world?

Su Mo thought about Yu Xiaogang's sour, pedantic face.

It seemed... it was actually quite possible.

But what if?

What if there really was something fishy hidden in the bedding?

Tang San clearly thought of this as well.

He looked at the bedding, then at Xiao Wu, his expression conflicted.

"Although I don't think much of this girl, she is my junior sister after all," Tang San sighed. "If there really is poison in the bedding and something happens to her, I, as her senior brother, wouldn't be able to live with myself."

Xiao Wu listened from the side and blinked, "Are you concerned about me?"

Tang San turned his head away, "No. I just don't want Master to lose a disciple."

Xiao Wu smiled, a very happy smile.

Su Mo nodded, "Then let's just leave it for now. Though it would be a pity to throw it away..."

His gaze shifted and landed in the corner.

Big Black Ox was lying there, lazily flicking its tail.

Su Mo's eyes lit up.

"Old Ox, it's yours."

Big Black Ox's tail froze in mid-air.

"Moo?" (What?)

Su Mo pointed at the bedding, "For you. It's new and warm."

Big Black Ox looked at the bedding, then at Su Mo, its expression gradually becoming complicated.

"Moo?" (Am I some kind of person who deserves to die?)

It stood up, walked over to the bedding, and lowered its head to sniff it.

Then, it raised its head and looked at Su Mo with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Moo." (I'm also very afraid of poison, you know?)

Su Mo spread his hands, "Your hide is thick."

Big Black Ox glared at him.

"Moo!" (Thick your head!)

It took two steps back and swept the room with a resentful gaze.

"Moo." (This is really a heifer entering a cowshed—it's laughable.)

Xiao Wu watched from the side, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.

"This ox is so interesting! It even knows how to use allegorical sayings!"

Big Black Ox rolled its eyes at her.

"Moo." (Heh, foolish human.)

In the end, the bedding was tossed into the corner, ignored by everyone.

Yu Xiaogang's "good intentions" were thus disregarded.

The bedding issue remained unresolved.

Xiao Wu continued to cling tightly to Su Mo's arm, acting like a brat.

"No, no! I want to sleep with Master!"

Su Mo tried to pull his arm back, but couldn't budge it.

This girl's strength was much greater than she looked.

"He gifted the bedding for no reason; what if he poisoned it?" Xiao Wu argued forcefully. "I don't want it! I want to sleep with Master! Master's bedding is safe!"

Tang San tried to persuade her from the side, "My bedding is also new; there's no poison in it."

Xiao Wu shook her head, "What if you've been bought off?"

Tang San widened his eyes. "How could I possibly be bought off?!"

Xiao Wu replied, "That's hard to say. You were just trying to sleep with Master earlier."

Tang San choked on his words.

Su Mo sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Alright, alright."

He looked at Xiao Wu and said earnestly, "You can sleep with me, but we have to set three ground rules."

Xiao Wu immediately sat up straight, looking perfectly obedient. "Tell me, Master!"

"First, no tossing and turning while sleeping."

Xiao Wu nodded. "Okay!"

"Second, no kicking off the blankets."

Xiao Wu continued to nod. "Okay!"

"Third, no crossing the line."

Xiao Wu closed her eyes and nodded. "Okay~"

She then blinked. "Anything else?"

Su Mo replied, "I'll add more later. Just remember these for now."

Xiao Wu beamed like a flower. "Got it, Master! I've remembered them all!"

Su Mo looked at her smiling face and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

This girl clearly hadn't listened to a single word.

With the bedding situation resolved, the sky began to darken.

Wang Sheng suggested, "Boss Su, shall we go to the cafeteria for dinner? It's just the right time."

The other younger ones chimed in as well.

Su Mo, however, shook his head.

"We aren't going to the cafeteria."