Xue Yunfeng lowered his head and sent a flurry of messages to Young Master from Asking Sword, Young Wanderer Under Heaven.
Then he said, a little disgruntled, "That idiot Young Master. I told him you had someone from Polytechnic University on your friends list, and he still didn't get it.
"He even asked whether we needed people from the two strongest schools.
"I'd have to be insane to bring them here to compete over whose calculations are more accurate and who can do them faster... I just want someone who can do the math, damn it!
"Honestly, he never understands a word anyone says.
"You're much more useful."
Normally, Xue Yunfeng wouldn't get so worked up over something this small. Oaisis must really have gotten to him. Even Young Master's thoughtlessness, which he'd long since grown used to, was enough to make him complain.
Before, Snow Old Dog would have cursed him out and left it at that. He never would have grumbled afterward.
Then he gave Susu a satisfied look. "It's always better to work with one of our own.
"Keep it up."
His eyes had always been bright, but they were also clear and gave nothing away. Once he put on his glasses, reading any emotion in them became even harder.
This time, though, there seemed to be a rare hint of a smile in them, along with approval of what Susu had done.
Susu's eyes widened slightly. For the first time, she saw a trace of herself reflected in Xue Yunfeng's eyes.
Not as the little Priest from Demon Cult who could be put to work, but as Susu herself.
Xue Yunfeng had the strongest emotional defenses she had ever seen.
He might call Ball Ball "Fat Ball" and "Dumb Ball" at every turn, but despite how