'Teach a Lesson' to Hu Liena

"I know, I know!"

Ma Hongjun hurriedly waved his hands. "It's just... it's just that Xiao San has changed so much. He was delicate-looking before too, but now he looks like he stepped out of a painting. And Grandmaster, you too—you're getting more and more... refined."

He put it tactfully, but Yu Xiaogang could hear the implication.

His expression darkened slightly. "It's only a side effect of the Soul Sculpting Pill. Once the medicinal power is fully absorbed, perhaps it will recover somewhat."

"But I think it's pretty good like this," Ma Hongjun muttered softly. "Much more pleasant to look at than before..."

Yu Xiaogang paid him no further attention and turned to organize the tactical diagrams on the table. "If there's nothing else, go back. I need to rest."

Ma Hongjun rose awkwardly. When he reached the door, he looked back again. "Grandmaster, Xiao San will definitely win tomorrow, right?"

Yu Xiaogang's movements paused, but he did not turn around. "Believe in him."

"Mm!" Ma Hongjun nodded hard, only then leaving.

In the corridor, Ma Hongjun happened to run into Tang San, who had just come out of Tang Hao's room.

Moonlight spilled in through the window at the end of the corridor and shone on Tang San. His white clothes seemed to glow, his black hair was like ink, setting off skin that looked even fairer and more translucent.

"Xiao San..." Ma Hongjun stared, dazed.

Tang San felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze. Lowering his head, he walked quickly toward his own room. "Hongjun, good night."

"Wait!" Ma Hongjun hurriedly followed. "Xiao San, I'll walk you back to your room."

Tang San did not refuse. The two walked one after the other to the door. Tang San pushed it open and went in, but Ma Hongjun slipped in