Jiang Yan is actually quite a good person! Of course, it's not worth it

"..."

In the blink of an eye, it was time for school to end.

Wu Changkong's expression remained as usual. He watched calmly as the students left the classroom one by one, then quietly turned around and looked toward Jiang Yan's direction with a touch of silence.

At this moment, the boy was chatting away with Gu Yuena, looking quite cozy, but he was different.

A rainstorm had begun in his heart.

It wasn't an ordinary rain; it was the rain of despair... caused by having his Battle Armor blown to pieces by a student during their sparring session!

"Student Jiang Yan."

"You asked me to stay behind because...?"

Wu Changkong paused, walked over a few steps, and looked at the precocious boy. His heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he had a vague, ominous premonition. He really didn't understand.

Since when did saying "don't leave after class" become something a student said to a teacher?

"Teacher Wu, regarding today's duel, I didn't intend to damage your Battle Armor. If you need anything later, you can go to the Blacksmith Association and look for Master Mang. He will provide you with new materials."

"He is a friend of my family's elder."

"He will resolve it for you."

Jiang Yan looked at him and smiled.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and handed over a business card. On the card was a smiling middle-aged man—none other than the former number one blacksmith of Aolai City, a sixth-level master, Mang Tian.

Compared to the past, the man now had a new identity: the signature blacksmith recruited by the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda.

Three years ago, when he first arrived in Eastsea City, Uncle Li had prepared suitable spirit treasure resources for Mang Tian as a token of gratitude for his help.

Uncle Li had also moved to Eastsea City since then. Over the years, thanks to Zhen Hua's frequent visits and public lectures, Mang Tian had benefited immensely, and becoming a Saint Craftsman was no longer impossible.

But that was a digression.

The reason he asked Wu Changkong to stay wasn't for anything else, and certainly not to humiliate him; it was simply to provide a solution for the damaged two-word Battle Armor.

Perhaps the teacher would feel even worse after hearing it.

But he still had to say it...

He really hadn't done it on purpose.

"This...?"

"So that was it."

Looking at the business card Jiang Yan handed over and listening to his words, Wu Changkong felt a bit unsure of himself for a moment.

As he spoke, the look in his eyes toward the boy grew complex. He had never imagined in a thousand years that Jiang Yan's intention was to handle the repair of his Battle Armor.

This guy...

He really was thoughtful.

"It's not just that, though."

"One more thing, Teacher Wu. If we spar again next time..."

"I will be more careful."

Jiang Yan smiled and continued, his face turning somewhat solemn.

This wasn't meant to look down on Wu Changkong; on the contrary, it was because he thought highly of him. After all, there were very few people who could serve as his opponents, and the man before him, at the peak of the Soul Emperor realm, barely qualified.

He might not know where Wu Changkong's strongest burst potential lay, but he already knew exactly how much force the man's Battle Armor could withstand: just one [Flame Fist].

If he used too much force.

Teacher Wu would really break.

He meant that physically; with the man's cultivation, which hadn't even reached the Soul Saint realm, it was indeed quite dangerous against him.

"Teacher Wu, we won't disturb you any further."

"Goodbye."

Immediately after dropping those words, Jiang Yan had no intention of lingering. He smiled, grabbed Gu Yuena, and turned to leave.

"..."

Wu Changkong didn't speak, silently pondering in his heart—

What, there's a next time?

After the experience the boy gave him today, who on earth would think there would be a second sparring session between them?

"This child."

Watching the figures of Jiang Yan and Gu Yuena depart, Wu Changkong sighed, the boy's confident smile still echoing in his mind.

Talented, powerful, and handsome—not to mention having a plan to handle the aftermath of his actions—he was, without a doubt, a man with the ability to solve problems.

The brilliance that Jiang Yan would radiate in the future would likely soar far above the rest of the world!

"As for the two-word Battle Armor..."

Wu Changkong looked at the business card he had been given and smiled, simply tossing it into his Soul Tool.

If his skills were inferior, then they were inferior.

Since he had lost, he should naturally bear the consequences. He would find his own way to deal with his Battle Armor.

"Eastsea City shouldn't have any danger; evil soul masters wouldn't gather here."

"Hmm!"

"It doesn't matter if I don't have the Battle Armor."

Wu Changkong pondered for a long time, clearly unable to come up with a solution. After all, his own sub-profession level wasn't very high, and it had nothing to do with Battle Armor components.

He would just put it aside for now.

Besides, Eastsea City was usually very peaceful.

Thinking about it, it would surely be fine!

"Brother, I knew you were the best. So you asked Teacher Wu to stay just to fix his Battle Armor."

On the way home, Gu Yuena's attention remained fixed on Jiang Yan. She pursed her lips into a smile and couldn't help but murmur.

She knew her brother was the best.

"Teacher Wu isn't a bad person, and we'll be spending a long time together in the future. I felt quite bad about breaking his Battle Armor the moment we met."

Jiang Yan smiled and said frankly.

"Really?"

"Then why did you push it off for someone else to do?"

Na'er looked at him and said quietly.

"Ahem, well—having me personally forge it for him is clearly not worth it."

Jiang Yan smiled and shook his head.

As the saying goes, one thing at a time.

Having him personally forge something was only possible when Zhen Hua came over to teach him; as for others...

That was even less likely.

"Of course, if it were Na'er."

"I would definitely do it."

The next second, he looked at the pensive Gu Yuena and added with a chuckle.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Gu Yuena was stunned, her small face turning red.

"What does that have to do with me!"

She muttered, though the excitement in the depths of her eyes could not be hidden.

"..."

"So, you took a Battle Armor Master whose cultivation is close to a Soul Saint and who is a graduate of Shrek Academy..."

"And smashed his Battle Armor to pieces?"

Back home.

At the dinner table, when Jiang Luochuan learned of his grandson's actions, he was more than just shocked; he was nearly speechless.

A two-word Battle Armor Master.

Was already no match for Yan'er!

This wasn't some second-rate existence; they were strong, and truly strong at that.

One had to know that not only he, an old-school Soul Douluo with hopes of reaching Title Douluo, but even true Title Douluos and Super Douluos were often only three-word Battle Armor Masters for their entire lives.

The value of a two-word Battle Armor was second only to a three-word one. And his Yan'er, following his peerless talent...

At only nine years old!

He had already walked a path that most people wouldn't finish in half a lifetime.

"..."

"Yes."

"Grandpa, is this really worth being so shocked about?"

Jiang Yan just smiled and didn't say much, while Gu Yuena, standing beside him, looked suspicious.

Her brother...

Hadn't he always been this amazing?

"..."

"Hey, you two little ones!"

"This is more than just worth being shocked about!"

Jiang Luochuan smiled helplessly. Looking at the two super geniuses before him, he wanted to say that they would understand once they suffered some setbacks in the future, but the words wouldn't come out.

He was thinking.

Whether it was Yan'er or Na'er, with their talents, it would be hard for either of them to suffer a setback in the future, especially since they wouldn't be separated.

The two of them combined were invincible.

The future...

Would only bring more shocks to this world of soul masters!

"..."