On the way back to the dorm, Chen Shu bought a pound of Milk Strawberry, a pound of the highest-grade Big Cherry, a pound of Frontier Tribute Pear, and a Durian. He had picked the most expensive of each kind the shop carried, more or less, to treat himself.
Make no mistake: he had spent Qingqing's money.
Chen Shu had also taken a look at the balance in Qingqing's account. Good grief, what a heavy financial burden she bore.
He needed to help lighten that burden for her.
He was soon back at the dorm.
Brother Meng was still sitting in the living room pretending to read. Brother Jiang sat beside him, holding a copy of Martial Artist Anatomy, though whether he was studying ahead or reviewing was anyone's guess.
Come to think of it, finals were only a month away. No wonder even a crude martial brute had started cramming for his academic classes.
Hearing him return, both of them turned to look.
"Hey!"
Chen Shu greeted them with a grin. "Brother Jiang, your injuries have healed already?"
"They have," Jiang Lai said.
"Brother Chen, you're back! Where did you go these past two days?" Meng Chunqiu blinked and set down his book. "Brother Jiang told me you made the top three, and that you beat a Fifth Tier genius from the Spirit Sect while you're only Fourth Tier. Is that true?"
"Let's keep it low-key."
"Brother Chen..."
Meng Chunqiu's expression grew complicated again. Just how incredible Brother Chen was kept surpassing his expectations, time after time.
After holding it in for ages, Meng Chunqiu finally let out a long sigh. "I may not care for fighting, but even I know that in our era, it's almost impossible for someone at the Fourth Tier to defeat a Fifth Tier