Housework +1 (2)

"Rongrong?" Xiao Wu dragged out the word, her brows twitching upward. "Yesterday, when she was told to run, she told Grandmaster what you said before, Brother Shuang—that 'running isn't all that useful.' Then Grandmaster tore into her. She's still sulking in the dorm right now!"

She paused, then jerked her chin at Qian Ren Shuang. "Go comfort her."

Qian Ren Shuang did not agree right away. He only nodded. "Fine. I'll take Xiang Ya to a clothing store and get her changed first. What she's wearing now stands out too much."

With that, he turned to leave.

Tang San watched Qian Ren Shuang's back and hesitated. Going by his original temper, after Yu Xiaogang had harshly lectured Ning Rongrong, he definitely would have taken the lead in isolating this pampered young miss. After all, in his view, a teacher's words were meant to be obeyed. Not listening was wrong, and someone in the wrong deserved to be given the cold shoulder.

But things were different now. Qian Ren Shuang was close to Ning Rongrong, and Tang Hao had also told him to build a good relationship with Qian Ren Shuang. Under those circumstances, he naturally could not do something that might very well lower Qian Ren Shuang's opinion of him, so he chose to wait and see how Qian Ren Shuang handled it first.

Qian Ren Shuang led Xiang Ya and Guilmon toward the clothing store. On the way, he rubbed his temples with a bit of a headache and turned to ask Xiang Ya, "Xiang Ya, I don't know how to comfort people. What should I do about this?"

Xiang Ya followed at his side and thought for a moment before speaking. "Women are all very emotional. You need to spend time understanding her, coaxing her, comforting her..."

What she said after that was all the same old advice—listen more to what the other person said, go along with what they wanted, patiently stay with them until they finished venting their feelings... things like that.

Qian Ren Shuang's head throbbed from listening.

What he lacked most in this life was patience. Asking him to coax someone was worse than asking him to go have a fight.

But I don't seem to have much patience... Forget it. I'll do it that way in a bit.

In the end, Qian Ren Shuang decided to take inspiration from those TV dramas on Earth aimed at female audiences. He remembered that most of the plots in those shows went like this: the female lead suffered and was wronged first, then after a series of events, the opposing side realized they were wrong and came to apologize to the female lead and beg for forgiveness.

So many adults on Earth ate that stuff up. Ning Rongrong was only twelve now. There was no reason this kind of plot could not win her over.

At that thought, Qian Ren Shuang's train of thought gradually became clear: first go back and beat Yu Xiaogang up, then drag him to the door of Ning Rongrong's dorm and make Yu Xiaogang apologize to her face. The more miserable Yu Xiaogang was, and the more sincere his apology, the easier it would be for Ning Rongrong to calm down.

Perfect.

After getting Xiang Ya changed into a housekeeper's outfit—a plain dark-blue cloth outfit with a gray apron, clean and neat, no longer drawing attention when she walked down the street—Qian Ren Shuang clapped his hands. "Soul Skill Switch—Super Evolution Component S!"

The purple spirit ring lit up, and Guilmon evolved in the radiance into Growlmon, whose body was as huge as a tall building.

The two people and one beast rode on Growlmon's back just like that, rushing back at lightning speed.

When they reached the gates of Shrek Academy, Qian Ren Shuang had Growlmon change back into Guilmon first. Then—he saw a figure standing at the school gate, hands clasped behind his back, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.

Yu Xiaogang.

Really, arriving early could not beat arriving at just the right time.

Qian Ren Shuang narrowed his eyes and walked over at an unhurried pace.

Yu Xiaogang also saw Qian Ren Shuang. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he put on an expression that said, "I've already seen through you," before taking the initiative to speak. "I heard you're from a branch line of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

He had learned this from Tang San. After Yu Xiaogang obtained this information, his attitude immediately changed. He was the biological grandson of the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Even if his martial soul had mutated into trash, he was still a direct-line descendant. No matter how impressive a mere branch member like you is, at the end of the day, you're still fated to work for me.

He felt that once he revealed this identity, Qian Ren Shuang ought to show at least some respect.

"If you've got something to say, say it. If you've got a fart to let out, let it out!" Qian Ren Shuang's tone was still that same rude one, and he did not even give Yu Xiaogang a proper look.

The smile on Yu Xiaogang's face stiffened for an instant, but he still maintained that otherworldly expert's manner and cleared his throat. "Ahem, ahem. The current clan head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen, is my grandfather. As long as you take me as your teacher and assist me in perfecting the theory of the 'Ten Core Spirit Competencies,' I will plead with my grandfather and have you return to the clan."

When he finished speaking, he held both hands behind his back, turned his head slightly, and looked askance at Qian Ren Shuang, his chin raised at just the right angle. He looked exactly like some great philanthropist bestowing charity upon a beggar.

After hearing all this, Qian Ren Shuang did not answer.

He stepped forward and grabbed one of Yu Xiaogang's hands.

Yu Xiaogang was delighted. It worked! He's going to acknowledge me as his teacher!

However, in the next second—

A sharp pain came from his lower body.

Qian Ren Shuang's side kick struck Yu Xiaogang precisely in the lower abdomen. At the same time, using his arm as the pivot, he swung Yu Xiaogang's entire body up—whirled him to the highest point, then let go.

Under the force of gravity, Yu Xiaogang smashed solidly into the ground.

Bang!

His back hit the ground, his neck and spine giving off crisp cracking sounds, and even the dust was shaken into the air.

This move was something Qian Ren Shuang had learned from watching battle anime on Earth. The name of the technique was quite domineering: "Starfall."

Xiang Ya stood off to the side, completely stunned. Although she had already mentally prepared herself somewhat for Qian Ren Shuang's explosive temper—she had personally witnessed how he beat up that puppet boss in the gambling den before—this scene still left her unable to react for a while.

"Ah—!"

Yu Xiaogang curled up on the ground and let out a scream, the sound shrill and high, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He clutched his stomach, his face twisting into a knot, then roared in fury, "Do you know what you're doing?! The person you hit is the grandson of the current head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Qian Ren Shuang stood expressionlessly before him, looking down at him from above.

To be honest, Qian Ren Shuang had always held a grudge against Bibi Dong, his mother. One of the consequences of their poor mother-son relationship was that he instinctively rejected "everything Bibi Dong approved of." And Yu Xiaogang's title of "Grandmaster" had just so happened to be personally bestowed by Bibi Dong. Under the influence of his rebellious mindset, Qian Ren Shuang had already had a bellyful of groundless anger toward Yu Xiaogang, so naturally, he would not hold back when beating him.

Oh my, this old bastard still dares yell at me.

Qian Ren Shuang bent down, grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the hair, and hauled him up from the ground like dragging a sack. Then—holding his head down, he slammed it into the wall beside them.