Since his rebirth, Zhang Sanwei had hardly ever encountered a girl crying.
For a moment, he panicked, feeling a little wronged as well.
She had proposed the contest and struck first, so why was she suddenly crying now?
Zhang Sanwei could not understand it, nor did he want to. All he wanted to know now was how to make her stop crying.
Clutching his chest, Tian Xinyu looked at his student. His talent was excellent, but his emotional intelligence certainly needed improvement.
If you don't go over and comfort her now, what are you waiting for?
Those are the Peerless Dragon Snake spouses standing across from you! If you win their granddaughter's heart, won't the road ahead open right up?
You fool! What are you still waiting for?
Though Tian Xinyu was furious, anxious, and inwardly screaming, he did not step forward to offer Zhang Sanwei any advice.
The Peerless Dragon Snake spouses were watching him, their expressions rather grim, their walking sticks creaking in their grips.
Clearly, they cherished Zhang Sanwei's talent and did not want to lay a hand on him just like that. But what would happen to Tian Xinyu was much harder to say.
"Um, could you please stop crying?" Zhang Sanwei walked over and patted Meng Yiran on the shoulder.
"Waaah!"
Unexpectedly, Meng Yiran cried even harder, finding a moment to swing her arm and hit him as well.
Things were getting worse and worse. Zhang Sanwei sighed and took a brand-new booklet from inside his clothes. "As long as you stop crying, I'll teach you what I've learned about hidden weapons. How does that sound?"
"Really?" Meng Yiran raised her head, gazing at him with her beautiful, tear-streaked face, like pear blossoms drenched in rain.
"Really." Zhang Sanwei took a deep breath, his voice