Feng Xiaotian Was No Longer a Simp

Two years earlier, on a bright, breezy afternoon...

Feng Xiaotian had made himself look his best. His short silver hair was neatly combed, and even his sharp eyes seemed unusually gentle.

Today, he was going to Blazing Fire Academy to see Huo Wu, the girl he had fallen for at first sight!

He had fallen for her at the Four Elements Academy Goodwill Event last month. Ever since, her face had filled his thoughts. He could not forget her.

He was going to devote himself to fawning over... No, he was going to court Huo Wu properly!

But someone stopped him and asked if he wanted to become his disciple.

Of course Feng Xiaotian did not. If he accepted every stranger who wanted to take him on as a disciple, what would that say about a genius with Innate Full Soul Power?

"Sir, can we talk about this without you grabbing me by the collar?" Feng Xiaotian asked helplessly. He could tell the man was much stronger than he was, so he did not struggle.

"Sure," Feng Wanli said without expression. "Become my disciple, and I'll let go."

Feng Xiaotian: "..."

The nerve! Do I even know you?

Feng Wanli had his reasons for wanting Feng Xiaotian as a disciple.

In his previous life, while playing Honor of Kings, his nationally ranked King Lanling had lost to a nationally ranked Zhong Wuyan swinging her hammer. That had given him the idea of sending Feng Xiaotian, who looked remarkably like King Lanling, against Tang San.

Hei Ranbai could get under Tang San's skin from within, while Feng Xiaotian did it from without. Wouldn't that be fun?

Feng Xiaotian was well-mannered, and the man before him was stronger than he was, so he did not resist. He had no idea Feng Wanli