Puppy-Dog Strategist Su Xiao Mo

Xiao Mo successfully enrolled in Spirit Academy, though she did not go to classes directly, instead joining the Spirit Hall Team training.

Calling it training was actually just sitting to the side and watching the show, watching them fight.

At that moment, Xiao Mo held a candied haw-thorn skewer as she sat beside Xie Yue, watching Yan and Hu Liena spar.

"Something's off. This guy is very off."

Hearing Xiao Mo say that, Xie Yue looked a bit puzzled, so he asked.

"What is it, little princess? What's off? He looks pretty normal to me."

Xiao Mo rubbed her chin as she watched the two people on the competition stage, a flash of shrewdness passing through her eyes.

"I feel like this big oaf seems to like this little vixen!"

Xie Yue thought it was something major. He smiled and explained to Xiao Mo.

"I've known about that for ages. Yan has liked Nana since they were kids!"

Hearing that, Xiao Mo nodded, then looked back at the competition stage. Soon, Yan won the match.

He stepped forward, wanting to help Hu Liena up, but she slapped his hand away.

"Yan, don't think getting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Bone makes you all that. Just you wait!"

Hu Liena stomped off angrily, seeing which Xie Yue walked over and patted Yan's shoulder.

"Don't worry. Nana's just having trouble accepting reality. After all, she's the pope's disciple."

Xie Yue finished speaking and chased after Hu Liena, leaving Yan behind in the arena to nurse his heartbreak in secret.

"Young man, you won't win any girls over like that!"

With her hands behind her back, putting on an unfathomably profound air, Xiao Mo walked up to Yan.

Hearing those words, Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over to Xiao Mo to curry favor.

"Little princess, you have to help me out! I really do like Nana."

Xiao Mo looked at Yan, her eyes showing a look of disdain before she slowly spoke.

"Look at you. You aren't handsome, your fashion sense is terrible, and the red hair on top of your head sticks straight up with a patch of white left in the middle, looking just like a big rooster. Which girl is going to like you?"

Listening to Xiao Mo's scolding, Yan lowered his head unconsciously. He actually felt that he looked pretty good, and his hairstyle was fine too.

"However, if you listen to me, you'll definitely win the vixen over."

Yan, whose mood had been depressed, instantly lit up. He looked at Xiao Mo and asked eagerly.

"Little princess, I beg you to help me! I'll do anything."

Xiao Mo nodded, then rubbed her chin and muttered to herself.

"I heard from Dad that girls all like people who are stronger than them. Since your strength already exceeds the vixen's, you can start with your hairstyle and wardrobe."

No sooner said than done, Xiao Mo brought Yan to the largest mall in Spirit City for a massive shopping spree.

Of course, the money was paid by Yan, which broke his heart and made him complain softly.

"All this money was the betrothal gift I prepared for Nana! I spent most of it today, boohoo!"

Listening to Yan's grumbling, Xiao Mo unceremoniously kicked him.

"You want to win a girl over without spending money? Where in the world is there such a good deal? You need to look forward, understand?"

To this, Yan indicated he did not understand, but he still followed Xiao Mo's teachings—the little princess would not lie to him.

After a day of remodeling, Yan finally took on a brand-new look, and Xiao Mo nodded in satisfaction as she looked at him.

"Who would've thought! Although you look ordinary, your aura is quite striking! Come out with a handsome entrance tomorrow."

Yan nodded and looked at himself in the mirror, finding that he really had become a lot more handsome.

His rugged workwear style gave him a strong aura of toughness, and his waist accessories were the finishing touch.

His Morgan perm was fluffy yet neat, and the arc of his hair ends swaying when he turned his head was super charming.

"Is this really me? Turns out this daddy is so handsome! Hahaha."

Watching him act so narcissistic, Xiao Mo was somewhat speechless and kicked Yan right in the knee.

"What the hell are you laughing at? Let's head back. We'll give them a little shock tomorrow."

The next day, on the Spirit Academy competition stage, Hu Liena tapped her little foot, her tone somewhat impatient.

"Where on earth did that guy Yan run off to? To actually make me wait this long for him."

No sooner had Hu Liena finished speaking than Yan's voice came from afar.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Nana. Something came up just now, my apologies."

Hu Liena turned to look, a pair of phoenix eyes instantly widening, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"Th-This is Yan?"

The students present also found it unbelievable. Was this handsome guy really the country bumpkin Yan they knew?

Xiao Mo sat to the side, snickering to herself as she cheered Yan on in her heart.

"Go get 'em, youth! Make her feel your charm!"

Yan stepped onto the competition stage, activating his spirit to confront Hu Liena, and Hu Liena did not hesitate to activate her spirit and strike first.

This time, however, Yan did not yield to Hu Liena at every turn, defeating her with a single blow instead.

This was also what Xiao Mo had taught him: if you want a girl to develop romantic feelings for you, defeat her with your utmost strength.

"Nana, the path to becoming stronger is still long. I'll be waiting for you ahead. Keep it up!"

With that, Yan slowly walked off the stage, leaving behind only a back view as he tossed his head.

Looking at Yan's retreating back, Hu Liena felt a strange sensation deep within her heart.

"Is this really the Yan I know?"

Seeing this, Xiao Mo followed after him. In a corner, Yan was waiting anxiously.

When he caught sight of Xiao Mo, he rushed over eagerly and asked her with great excitement.

"Little princess, what do we do next? Nana won't hate me, will she?"

Xiao Mo retrieved a candied haw-thorn skewer from her soul tool, looking at Yan with disgust as she spoke.

"What is there to fear? For the next few days, don't pay any attention to her at all. She'll naturally come looking for you then."

Yan did not understand the reasoning, but he still decided to listen to Xiao Mo. What made him curious, though, was where Xiao Mo had learned all of this.

"Little princess, where did you learn all these tricks?"

Xiao Mo gave a proud, snorting laugh, her face plastered with an expression of smugness.

"Dad taught me all of this. That's how he won Mom over."

That made Yan even more puzzled: "Then why would he tell you all this?"

Xiao Mo glanced at Yan and still patiently explained.

"Of course it's because Dad is afraid I'll get swindled away by some country bumpkin like you! That's why he told me."

During Qian Renxue's pregnancy, Su Yan had formulated a whole series of plans.

A men's seduction plan and a women's anti-scum-guy plan, every single one accurate down to a single strand of hair.

The Chinese cabbage of his Su Yan must not be casually arched by a wild boar and had to be protected well.

(Please reference Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang for this. Do you think the two of them are a match? Anyway, I certainly don't!)

Xiao Mo let out a hum and looked at Yan: "Listen to me and you can't go wrong. Head back now!"

Sure enough, after that match, Yan did not seek Hu Liena out again, making her feel somewhat unaccustomed to the absence of Yan chattering away by her side.

"That guy Yan, why hasn't he come to find me for so long? Could it be that he doesn't like me anymore?"

Doubt swirled in Hu Liena's heart, and connecting it to Yan's transformation, she decided to go look for Yan to test whether he still held feelings for her.