Xie Xie turned his head and whispered to Tang Wulin, "Wulin, fine, she called you impulsive. But if someone said that about me, I couldn't take it. I'm not someone who goes looking for trouble."
Tang Wulin, however, nodded earnestly.
"She's right. I really did get impatient first this time." He looked at Gu Yue and said sincerely, "It was my first time facing flying soul masters. All I could think about was stopping them from setting the pace, so I rushed my judgment. Sorry."
Xie Xie stared at him as though he had seen a ghost.
"Hey, aren't you a little too easygoing? She criticized you, and you're apologizing?"
Gu Yue froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"That's called correcting your mistakes." She gave Xie Xie a sidelong glance. "On a small scale, it means being reasonable; on a larger scale, it means having grace. Unlike you—one spark and you explode, with your chicken gut and mouse belly."
Xie Xie's eyes immediately widened.
"Who's petty and narrow-minded?"
Gu Yue ignored him entirely and turned to Tang Wulin, her voice softening.
"Wulin, I'll treat you to an A Cafeteria Meal tonight. But only one serving."
Tang Wulin smiled at once.
"Sure. Even a tiny fly is still meat." He patted his stomach. "Let's go. I'm hungry."
The three headed toward the cafeteria as they talked.
Ye Yingrong stood rooted to the spot. For all her composure, she still couldn't keep the corner of her mouth from twitching.
Only now did she fully realize—
The aerial coordination that had stunned everyone wasn't a tactic their opponents had planned beforehand at all.
They had improvised it on the spot.
That realization shook her even more.
What did improvising on the spot mean?
It meant they hadn't won through rehearsal. They