Everyone stared at Oscar. They hadn't expected him to be so thoughtful. That wasn't like him at all.
Especially to Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun, Little Ao had always been a talented guy who lacked combat experience and acted a little sleazy.
Since when had he become so good at looking after people?
Strange.
Too strange!
"Why are you all looking at me?" Oscar asked, puzzled.
He couldn't understand why what he'd done had drawn so much attention. Wasn't it perfectly normal?
He'd been fairly popular at the Spirit Hall Orphanage. He just couldn't understand why that girl called Hu Liena had always liked giving him trouble.
At the Spirit Hall Orphanage, the children had gone for a morning run every day from an early age.
Those who wanted to grow stronger had even trained extra at noon and in the evening.
The price was aching legs and a sore back.
After training, they would go to the orphanage library to read. They never wasted time on something as pointless as making friends.
They had even less time for so-called romance.
Children that young rarely talked about liking anyone, much less children who had been abandoned.
Growing up in that environment, Oscar had seen Spirit Hall's power, and his hunger for strength had grown stronger than ever.
Over the years, he had watched many children he'd grown up with awaken poor-quality Martial Souls. They either stayed at the orphanage as guards or teachers, or joined a Spirit Hall branch.
Very few chose to leave.
"Little Ao, that was thoughtful of you."
Tang San stepped forward and patted Oscar on the shoulder.
"It's nothing," Oscar said casually.
Tang San's strength might have made him a top genius at another academy, but compared with Hu Liena, he still fell far