"Mm, be careful on the way." Shui Qinghan waved, then turned to speak with Lan Xiaoyue.
The two left the Spirit Battle Arena. Shui Bing'er walked beside him and hesitated for a while before asking, "Changkong, should we tell Yue'er and the others about the team first?"
"Let's keep it under wraps for now."
"We'll tell them after the teacher officially announces it. No need for word to spread too early. By the way, do you want to come home with me?"
"Go... home with you?"
Shui Bing'er halted, nervousness appearing on her face. "Th-this... how is this any different from meeting the parents?"
"Mm, it counts as meeting the parents. You're not ready yet?"
"I'm completely unprepared..." Shui Bing'er tugged at her sleeve. "And if my aunt finds out, will she scold me?"
"She won't. She already agreed."
"She agreed? When did she agree?"
Wu Changkong explained how he had interpreted the word "you all" Shui Qinghan had used earlier.
"She deliberately included you in that. Her meaning couldn't have been clearer."
"If you're not ready, it's fine if I go back by myself."
Shui Bing'er bit her lip, both flustered and delighted.
After a long while, she shook her head. "You've already met my father, so I should meet yours too. Besides, you're such a good person. Your father must be wonderful too."
Wu Changkong was so flattered he practically floated. He gave a light cough. "Am I really that good?"
"Yes, especially good."
"Then... then let's not go back to the dorms. Let's head there directly."
"Aren't we telling Yue'er and the others?" Wu Changkong asked.
"If they knew, they'd definitely want to come along."
"And since it's my first time meeting your father, bringing so many people wouldn't be appropriate. We'll go by ourselves."
"All right,