After downing a bottle of Spirit Liquid, Zuo Xiaoduo began lathering his naked body with shower gel in the bathroom, raising his legs and arms and striking all sorts of poses.
It had to be said that martial artists really were flexible. With just his right hand, he could scrub every last part of his body.
As he washed, he sang a little tune in a ringing voice: "To be invincible... is so lonely... to be invincible... is so empty..."
Still singing, he scrubbed between his legs, actually paused, then gave a lewd grin. "Second Brother, this song is about you. Look at you, so proud and imposing, standing so magnificently tall. Even among second brothers, you're a figure above the clouds... From up in the clouds, looking down from on high, how much scenery can you see..."
With a whoosh.
Unable to listen any longer, Ye Changqing flashed away home.
He was both annoyed and amused.
What an utterly shameless wretch!
Cheap bastard!
That night, Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong both slept soundly, probably exhausted from all that strenuous shouting.
In the morning, the two went to school brimming with energy.
Meanwhile, Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, and the others had stayed awake all night in Hidden Dragon High Martial's computer room, having specialists keep a close watch on banking systems nationwide.
It went on until nine in the morning.
"We've got something!"
One teacher's fingers became a blur over the keyboard as he began locking onto the other party.
"This account just received a sudden large transfer, a full three hundred million... The sender is in the Upper Capital!"
Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, Ye Changqing, Grandma Shi, Vice Principal Cheng's wife, and a masked man with brooding eyes who had never appeared at the school... none other than the