The First-Years' Free-for-All Selection

As they left the Ten Thousand Households Spring Terrace, Tang San's face remained dark. He flicked his sleeve. "Senior Brother, they were the ones throwing their weight around. Why should we apologize?"

Deep down, he did not think Xu Sanshi had done anything wrong. He had only been pursuing a girl. What could be more natural?

The Lionheart Club, on the other hand, had used its home turf to overwhelm them with numbers. It was plain bullying.

Bei Bei gave a wry smile and patted his shoulder. "Junior Brother, that place belongs to the Lionheart Club. We broke the rules on their turf, so we were in the wrong. As for what happened between Sanshi and Jiang Nannan, it's complicated. I'd rather not say more."

He glanced back at the crestfallen Xu Sanshi and sighed. "Come on. Tang Ya's still waiting for us at the restaurant."

Tang San said nothing, his head lowered, but his fingers tightened slightly.

Upstairs at the restaurant, Tang Ya and Bei Bei sat with them for an hour before leaving. Only Tang San remained to drink with Xu Sanshi, who was dead drunk.

"Brother Tang San, I've had it hard!" Xu Sanshi's face was flushed as he slumped over the table and slapped a wine jar. "So something went wrong when my Martial Soul awakened back then, and I did something wrong to her. I told her I'd take responsibility! What gives her the right to reject me again and again..."

His words grew more muddled, and resentment crept into his voice.

Tang San held his cup and pretended the wine had gone to his head, though he was perfectly sober. Before leaving, Bei Bei had specifically mentioned that Xu Sanshi had a few Pills that helped condense Soul Power. Tang San wanted to "borrow"