"Hey, old Mu, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Here's a meal for you."
Yang Lin took a deluxe meal set from his Storage Ring and handed it to Mu En, who was still reclining with his eyes half closed.
"Thank you, lad. It really has been a long time since I last ate anything from the Shrek Canteen."
Mu En reached out with his withered hand and accepted the Soul Beast meat meal set.
Yang Lin said with a smile:
"Mu En, you've accepted it now, so from here on, you're my backer at Shrek."
With that, he patted Mu En's thin, bony shoulder and walked into the dorm room.
"Haha, that little rascal."
Mu En smiled and shook his head, then began eating slowly, chewing each bite carefully.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Who... who is it...?"
The voice was still androgynous, but there was a hint of panic in it.
The corner of Yang Lin's mouth curled upward. Hearing that tremor, he knew Wang Dong had kept her word after all.
He spoke softly:
"Wang Dong'er, you..."
Before he could finish, the door flew open, and he was swiftly pulled into the room.
Bang!
The dorm room door slammed shut and was immediately locked.
"Yang Lin, do you have a death wish?! Don't you ever say that again!"
Wang Dong'er had changed back into women's clothes, her pink-and-blue hair falling to her shoulders.
Her skin was silvery white as jade, her brows and eyes as lovely as a painting. A faint blush colored her cheeks, and her entire little face was as delicate as a porcelain doll's.
The small Adam's apple that had protruded from her neck was gone as well.
She wore a pale pink dress with a hem that reached her ankles.
Her pink-and-blue eyes were slightly widened. Even when she was angry, she gave the impression that she was pouting for attention.
Yang Lin circled Wang Dong'er twice, unable to keep himself from marveling.
She certainly lived up to her reputation as the greatest beauty of the Douluo II era.
In terms of delicate features alone, even Jiang Nannan fell a little short of Wang Dong'er.
But she was still too young, and her bearing clearly lacked maturity, revealing a spoiled, headstrong streak.
"What are you staring at?! Where's my food?!"
Wang Dong'er looked slightly angry, but inwardly, she was delighted.
Looks like seeing this young lady in women's clothes stunned that bastard after all.
Her slightly awkward manner disappeared.
She became that proud white goose again.
Yang Lin took Wang Dong'er's portion from his Storage Ring and set it on the table.
He sat on the old stool and said with a soft chuckle:
"Not bad. You kept your promise. I'll take you under my wing as my little follower from now on."
Wang Dong'er's expression froze, and she lightly bit her lip. It was bad enough that this bastard hadn't complimented her, but now he wanted to make her his little follower? How outrageous!
And who wants to be your little follower anyway?!
Clenching her fists, she marched over in a huff, intending to argue with the white-haired boy.
But when she saw the deluxe Soul Beast meat meal set on the table, she blinked her pink-and-blue eyes.
Was she seeing things? This guy was actually this generous?
They had only met today, yet he had bought her these precious dishes made from Hundred-Year Soul Beast meat.
Even at the Clear Sky Sect, she rarely ate like this.
There was no helping it. The Clear Sky Sect had withdrawn from the world, so naturally, it had few ways to make money.
That trace of anger in her heart quickly melted away.
"Hmph, at least you've got a bit of a conscience!"
With that, Wang Dong'er sat down and began digging in, without a care for appearances.
As the proud young sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, she disdained putting on a coy, affected act.
However she behaved while disguised as a boy was naturally how she ought to behave after returning to women's clothes.
"You certainly aren't standing on ceremony."
As Yang Lin spoke, he opened his own portion and began eating slowly.
Say what you would about Shrek and its fondness for pulling all sorts of shitty stunts,
it really did put effort into improving Soul Masters' strength.
This Soul Beast meat meal set alone made his Soul Power circulate noticeably more smoothly as he ate.
"Yang Lin, what was that ability you used earlier? Why couldn't I kick you?"
Wang Dong'er blinked her pink-and-blue eyes and asked curiously.
"Call me big brother, or I won't tell you."
Yang Lin continued chewing his food slowly without looking up.
At those words, Wang Dong'er's chest heaved with anger.
That bastard! How could everything he said be so infuriating?
Yang Lin glanced over.
A little pair of A cups. Laughable, laughable.
"Then don't tell me! I don't even want to know!"
Wang Dong'er haughtily turned her head aside and kept eating. As the young sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, she had no intention of becoming anyone's little follower.
But despite what she said, every moment she remained ignorant of Yang Lin's unusual ability,
her heart itched as though a cat were scratching at it.
Besides, if she didn't understand this special ability, she wouldn't be able to settle the score next time, and she would have taken that beating for nothing.
I'll endure this humiliating disgrace for now. Once I understand his ability and find a way to counter it, I'll get him back sooner or later!
Wang Dong'er rapidly weighed the pros and cons.
Finally, she lowered her head and spoke in a nearly inaudible voice:
"B-big brother..."
"What was that~? I didn't hear you."
"Big brother! Happy now?! Hurry up and tell me!"
Yang Lin raised his eyes and looked at the fuming white goose, finding her rather amusing.
Who came up with this little thing? One poke and she explodes. Pretty fun.
Then, without dragging things out, he gave her a rough explanation of his ability.
After listening, Wang Dong'er immediately felt she had been duped. She had called him big brother for nothing.
What kind of absurd ability was that? What did he mean, no attack could hit him?
Still, although Wang Dong'er felt tricked, she was only mildly annoyed for a moment.
Afterward, the two began chatting back and forth.
"What?! General Hua Mulan is your older sister?!"
Wang Dong'er sprang to her feet, staring at the white-haired boy with shining eyes.
The corner of Yang Lin's eye twitched. Good grief, he had run into another fan.
Why did Hua Mulan seem to have fans everywhere?
"Uh... you admire her too?"
"Of course!" Wang Dong'er said as though it were obvious. "She's the continent's greatest genius, and she's a general of an empire. Isn't it only natural to like her?"
Then she hurried closer to Yang Lin and asked eagerly:
"Is she really your older sister? Can you tell me about some of her exploits?"
As she spoke, she began shaking the white-haired boy's arm.
Yang Lin said nothing and simply kept eating.
Wang Dong'er pursed her lips, but to learn more about her idol, she swallowed her indignation and said:
"Big brother, big brother, please, just tell me a little..."
Little did she realize how smoothly those words were already rolling off her tongue.
"Mmm, good girl! Then I'll let you in on a little..."
Meanwhile, a grand banquet was being held in the Star Luo Empire's imperial palace.
Xu Jiawei, emperor of the Star Luo Empire, sat at the head of the table in an excellent mood.
Naturally, this victory banquet was being held for the Northern Suppressing General, Hua Mulan.
A few days earlier, the Star Luo Empire had achieved a truly momentous victory.
It was its greatest victory in four thousand years.
The northern army group to which Hua Mulan belonged had utterly crushed one of the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Engineer legions.
And Hua Mulan herself, despite being only a Soul Douluo in the eighties, had gravely wounded a Level 9 Soul Engineer, slain two Level 8 Soul Engineers, and killed several Level 6 and Level 7 Soul Engineers.
This battle had utterly shattered the myth that Soul Engineer legions were invincible.
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