Just as Tang Wulin and Gu Yue had Xie Xie pinned in a corner of the hallway, "scrubbing" him until he wailed for his parents, a subtle change suddenly came over the atmosphere at the Dormitory entrance.
Knock, knock, knock.
Two crisp knocks rang out.
Everyone turned to see Yuanen Yehui leaning against the doorframe. Her bold, flame-red short hair looked especially dazzling in the sunlight, almost radiating a scorching heat. Her black eyes swept over the chaotic scene inside before settling on Xie Xie, who was pinned in the corner.
The corners of Yuanen Yehui's mouth curled upward almost imperceptibly.
Serves you right.
She thought to herself. Who had told Xie Xie to blunder into the wrong place on the first day of school and have the "good fortune" to see her bathing? Although their relationship had become less strained afterward thanks to Tang Wulin, seeing this fellow beaten black and blue still filled Yuanen Yehui with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
However, she had not come just to enjoy the show.
Yuanen Yehui hid the amusement in her eyes and returned to her usual composed, reserved demeanor. Ignoring Xie Xie's ongoing "domestic abuse," she walked straight up to Tang Wulin. Her tone carried a rare softness, even a hint of playful coaxing.
"Little brother Wulin, I heard you made a set of One-Word Battle Armor for Wu Siduo? Not bad. You certainly kept that well hidden."
Tang Wulin released Xie Xie's collar and scratched his head awkwardly. "Senior Yuanen, let me explain. Just now, that was..."
"No explanation needed." Yuanen Yehui waved a hand, her eyes fixed intently on Tang Wulin. "I came to ask for your help. Since you can make One-Word Battle Armor, could you make a set for me too?"
At this, she puffed out