How about it, are you jealous?

It was no wonder Ye Guyi thought that way. Li Changqing's attitude toward Jiang Nannan really was different from how he treated everyone else.

More importantly, Jiang Nannan was breathtakingly beautiful.

So beautiful that even Ye Guyi, a fellow woman merely watching from the sidelines, could not help but be stunned by her at times.

It was precisely because of that beauty that Jiang Nannan had earned the title of the Outer Court's number one beauty not long after enrolling.

At that moment, when Jiang Nannan heard Ye Guyi ask whether Li Changqing had taken a liking to her, two clouds of red instantly rose on her fair cheeks and spread all the way to her ears. She hurriedly said, "Sister Guyi, what are you talking about...?"

Li Changqing merely chuckled. Not only did he not deny it, he turned to Ye Guyi and asked in return, "What? Are you jealous?"

Ye Guyi's face reddened. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she immediately retorted, "Jealous of what? I just don't want Nannan to fall into your clutches!"

Ignoring her, Li Changqing turned toward Jiang Nannan, who stood beside him with her head lowered, her face as red as a ripe apple. A teasing smile tugged at his lips as he asked, "Sister Nannan, if I pursued you, would I have a chance?"

Jiang Nannan froze completely.

With her head lowered, she tightly clutched the hem of her skirt until her knuckles turned white.

Her voice was barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, filled with shyness and panic. "I... I suppose there would be a chance..."

That was the last straw for Ye Guyi.

She abruptly turned around, shoved Li Changqing aside, and strode toward the girls' dormitory without looking back.

Her steps were quick and urgent, her skirt fluttering in the night breeze. No matter how one looked at it, her retreating figure carried a distinct air of sulking.

Li Changqing could not help laughing as he watched her leave.

Then he reached out and lightly patted Jiang Nannan's head as she still stood there playing ostrich, reminding her, "Stop acting like an ostrich. Your Sister Guyi has already left."

Jiang Nannan suddenly snapped back to her senses. Looking up, she saw that Ye Guyi had already gone quite far away. She quickly said, "Oh," lifted her skirt, and hurried after her. "Sister Guyi! Wait for me!"

Li Changqing remained where he was, watching the two figures disappear one after the other. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a meaningful calmness.

He turned around, his gaze passing over the lively night market before landing on the thin youth still busy at the grilled fish stall.

If both Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Electrolux were with Huo Yuhao, then the days ahead would not be as peaceful as he had imagined.

He just wondered whether that youth could still become the so-called Emotion God in the end.

Whether he could still be led around by the nose like a dog by that Lord Sea God.

Li Changqing was rather looking forward to it.

Although Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Electrolux were once-in-a-lifetime existences in the eyes of others,

to Li Changqing, they were nothing special.

Because Huo Yuhao was simply too useless.

So useless that without Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, let alone becoming the Emotion God and winning the hearts of countless women, he would not even have passed Shrek Academy's entrance examination.

In other words, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was the one who had truly cultivated a god.

First, it had granted Huo Yuhao a million-year soul ring and four heaven-defying soul skills, giving a trash martial soul that had once struggled even to hunt ten-year soul beasts the foundation to rise.

Second, it had brought Ice Empress into the fold, allowing Huo Yuhao to gain a second martial soul and the Ultimate Ice attribute, while also laying the groundwork for winning over Snow Empress later.

It could be said that

without Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, there would have been no Emotion God.

This formed a stark contrast with that Master from ten thousand years ago.

Li Changqing withdrew his thoughts, pushed open the dormitory door, and entered.

The room was lit. Wang Dong had already finished bathing and changed into clean white pajamas. She was lying on her bed, flipping through some book.

Her short blue hair was still slightly damp, glimmering softly beneath the light.

"How was your first day of school? Are you getting used to it?"

Li Changqing asked.

Upon hearing that, Wang Dong immediately put down her book and sat up. As though she had found someone to vent to, she began pouring out her grievances. "Senior, you're back! Let me tell you, our class teacher, Zhou Yi, is absolutely awful!"

Li Changqing sat down on his own bed and casually asked, "What happened?"

Wang Dong said indignantly, "On the very first day of class, she tried to intimidate all of us! She made us run more than ten laps around the field under the blazing sun and said that anyone who did not finish would not be allowed to eat! And that wasn't all. She thought one girl in our class hadn't tied her ponytail high enough, so she scolded her in front of the entire class! Worse still, she expelled several students today just because they were a few minutes late!"

The more she spoke, the more worked up she became. Finally, she summed up, "Is that really how a class teacher should behave?"

Li Changqing showed no surprise after hearing this. He merely said unhurriedly, "She has always been like that. But you'd better not provoke her. Her background is rather significant."

Wang Dong immediately became interested and pressed, "What background? Is that true?"

Leaning against the headboard with his hands behind his head, Li Changqing asked in return, "Do I need to lie to you? Her husband is Fan Yu, the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department. That's why she can expel so many students and still remain safely in her position."

Wang Dong suddenly understood and nodded thoughtfully. "So that's how it is..."

She curled her lips, her tone carrying a hint of disdain. "I thought the students' parents understood Zhou Yi's actions and believed she was being so strict for the students' own good. In the end, they were just intimidated by power and strength."

Li Changqing smiled and casually advised, "Exactly. So unless your background is stronger than hers, behave yourself and don't provoke her."

Wang Dong nodded lightly and obediently replied, "Got it. Thank you for the reminder, Senior."

That was what she said, but she had never been afraid in her heart.

As if she were the only one with a background.

After all, Wang Dong was the young sect master of the Haotian Sect.

If Zhou Yi dared to deliberately provoke her, or wanted to expel her...

She would like to see whether Zhou Yi and her husband Fan Yu could withstand the fury of her First Father and Second Father.

At that thought, a smug curve unconsciously appeared at the corner of Wang Dong's lips.

Then she turned over, wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory.

After returning to their room, the atmosphere between the two was somewhat delicate.

Ye Guyi sat on her own bed, her expression unpleasant, her lips slightly pursed as though she were weighed down by worries.

Jiang Nannan, meanwhile, sat on the bed opposite her with her hands resting on her knees and her head lowered. Her cheeks were faintly flushed, while nervousness, shyness, and a trace of anticipation she had not even noticed herself mingled in her eyes.

The room remained quiet for a long while before Ye Guyi finally could not resist breaking the silence first.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Nannan across from her, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion. "Nannan, what exactly are you thinking? Why did you say something like that?"

Jiang Nannan had been lost in thought.

When she heard those words, she could not help but pause. Raising her head, she asked blankly, "Sister Guyi, what did I say?"

Ye Guyi opened her mouth, unsure how to begin, and could only remind her indirectly. "What else could it be? Of course I mean the question Li Changqing asked you."

Jiang Nannan was first stunned, then suddenly understood. The blush that had only just faded from her face returned.

She lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes between her fingers, saying softly, "Isn't that normal? Changqing is so outstanding, while I have nothing... If he really pursued me, I couldn't exactly reject him outright, could I? That wouldn't make sense."

Ye Guyi opened her mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, only to discover that she could not utter a single word.

Because Jiang Nannan truly had a point.

The current Jiang Nannan had no background and no resources. The only things she could really offer were probably that stunningly beautiful face and alluring figure.

In this dog-eat-dog world, a beautiful woman without strength would often meet no good end if she lacked a powerful backer.

In other words, unless she intended to remain unmarried for the rest of her life, or possessed enough strength to protect herself without fearing anyone,

it would indeed be difficult for her to reject the pursuit of someone like Li Changqing, who had talent, strength, and had shown her kindness.

To put it plainly, if Ye Guyi herself were in Jiang Nannan's position, she would probably have made the same choice.

At that thought, Ye Guyi suddenly felt stifled inside.

She did not know why she felt so irritated.

Was it because she thought Li Changqing was too fickle?

Or because she thought Jiang Nannan had agreed too easily?

Or perhaps...

because of some other reason?

A thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.

Could it be that I've fallen for him?