Tang Wutong's Mysterious Gift!

Huh?

They had been talking just fine. Why had she suddenly started throwing punches?

Looks like I really need to teach you a lesson!

Xiang Jun gave a wicked chuckle. He easily freed his cheek from her grip, then caught Tang Wutong by the wrist.

Watching the beautiful girl struggle to break free, Xiang Jun let a teasing glint show in his eyes.

You think I can't handle you?

"You... How dare you! Let go of this princess!" Tang Wutong cried, her face burning red after failing to break free.

They were so close that Tang Wutong could hear his strong, steady heartbeat. More than that, the unique aura of the Sea God's power emanating from Xiang Jun made her gaze turn hazy for a moment.

Let you go?

Wouldn't that make me look weak?

"Just because you tell me to? Seems our princess still hasn't figured out her situation!" Xiang Jun teased, tightening his grip a little.

"Th-then this princess apologizes. Is that good enough?" Despite her words, a sly look flashed through Tang Wutong's eyes as she quietly kicked off her little leather shoes.

Wait, did I hear that right?

Tang Wutong actually apologized on her own?

Xiang Jun froze, instantly on guard.

Is she trying to pull a fast one on me?

Just then, Tang Wutong made her move.

Her long, shapely legs suddenly shot into the air, and a small foot clad in a white stocking came hurtling toward Xiang Jun's face!

Heh, now that's a move!

I knew she was trying to trick me!

Already prepared, Xiang Jun leaned back slightly and easily dodged the harmless attack.

But the kick left Tang Wutong wide open, giving Xiang Jun a clear view of everything.

Wait! That shape... Could it be a stea—

The sight left Xiang Jun dazed for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, it was too late. A brilliant golden butterfly hair clip filled his vision.

"Take this, from this princess!"

"Rocket Headbutt!"

Bonk!

Ring, ring, ring!

"That's all for today, everyone. Keep working hard on your cultivation when you get home!" As the dismissal bell rang, Han Ruoruo gave the class a playful wink and left the Classroom first.

The moment Han Ruoruo was gone, the once-quiet Classroom erupted into chatter.

"Oh, don't be mad. Who would've thought you couldn't dodge even an attack like that..." Tang Wutong immediately turned to Xiang Jun, sounding a little guilty.

I couldn't dodge it?

Who knew you'd distract me like that?

"I'm not that petty!" Xiang Jun grumbled, rubbing his slightly reddened nose.

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't be mad at me!"

Seeing that Xiang Jun wasn't holding a grudge, Tang Wutong patted her chest with a grin. Then her tone turned serious. "But this princess still thinks you should focus on cultivating. Spend less time with those strange people, especially..."

As she spoke, Tang Wutong glanced back at Huo Yuhao. Her meaning was obvious.

Strange people?

Is she talking about me?

Huo Yuhao blinked, unable to figure out how he had offended this young lady again.

"Oh? Then I'd better stay away from you." Looking at the solemn expression on Tang Wutong's face, Xiang Jun couldn't help recalling what had happened earlier.

If they really had that shape, they must be plump and juicy, right?

His gaze drifted toward Tang Wutong's long, perfectly proportioned legs.

Tang Wutong had been quietly admiring Xiang Jun's profile, so she caught his wandering gaze. Following it downward, she saw him looking at her slender legs.

Does Xiang Jun like this sort of thing...?

Tang Wutong blushed. Far from feeling disgusted, she felt a small thrill of delight.

So it's not that this princess isn't attractive. I was just going about it the wrong way!

As Xiang Jun rose from his seat, resolve flashed in Tang Wutong's eyes. "Um, Xiang Jun, wait a moment. I have a gift for you..." she said shyly.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. If it gets Xiang Jun back on the right path, it'll be worth it!

A gift?

Seeing Tang Wutong's bashful expression, Xiang Jun grew curious and sat back down.

Time passed. Before long, only the three of them remained in the Classroom.

Tang Wutong looked at Huo Gua, who was still there playing the third wheel, and said irritably, "Aren't you going to lunch? What are you still doing here?"

"I..."

"Yuhao, you go on ahead," Xiang Jun said, cutting Huo Yuhao off.

As if remembering something, Xiang Jun tossed a bag of Gold Soul Coins into Huo Yuhao's hands. "Don't forget to pick up lunch at the Cafeteria. Make it two portions, and get plenty of Soul Beast meat. Don't worry about spending the Gold Soul Coins."

"Got it, Brother Xiang Jun..."

Huo Yuhao stared at the money pouch, a trace of disappointment in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and quietly left the Classroom.

Only when Huo Yuhao had disappeared from sight did Xiang Jun turn back to Tang Wutong, curiosity shining in his eyes.

Come on, let's see what this gift is!

Tang Wutong blushed under Xiang Jun's intent stare.

She slowly propped a foot against the edge of her chair. To Xiang Jun's disbelief, she slipped off her delicate little leather shoes and tossed them aside.

Huh?

What on earth are you doing?

Without the shoes, Xiang Jun felt as though he could see Tang Wutong's smooth, pearl-like toes through the gossamer-thin white stockings.

Ignoring his stunned expression, Tang Wutong fought down her embarrassment and took hold of the gold-patterned bows at the sides of her stockings.

With a gentle tug, the gossamer-thin fabric slid slowly down her skin.

Once the white stockings were off, Tang Wutong's straight, shapely legs, without a trace of excess flesh, lay bare before Xiang Jun.

Xiang Jun was utterly stunned by her baffling actions.

What does this mean?

Is she testing me?

What Soul Master could possibly withstand a test like this?

When Xiang Jun remained motionless in his seat, Tang Wutong simply stuffed the stockings into his hand.

"Here. This is this princess's gift to you. Keep them safe!"

"And don't tell anyone about this, or you're dead!"

With that, Tang Wutong could no longer bear her embarrassment. She hurriedly summoned her Light Goddess Butterfly and fled the Classroom.