What Do You Mean, Difficult?

"So, why are you two up so late at night, making such a mess?"

Leng Yaozhu stood at the entrance to the villa's living room, still wearing her black trench coat, her bangs still damp with morning dew. She looked at the two people in the living room, her lips twitching violently.

Bai Yushan was slumped on the sofa, his black tracksuit was tattered like shredded cloth, with strips hanging from his arms, revealing most of his chest. His hair was a mess, like a bird's nest. There were no injuries on his face, but there was a smug smile on his lips.

On the other side of the single sofa, Gu Yue sat upright, her white clothes wrinkled, her cheeks bruised and swollen, and her left eye surrounded by a faint dark circle, making her look like a panda. She pursed her lips, staring at the floor, as if she was sulking with someone.

Upon hearing Leng Yaozhu's voice, the two turned their heads simultaneously and exchanged a glance.

"Snort."

They all turned their heads in unison, each looking to one side, their nostrils practically flaring with anger.

Leng Yaozhu held her forehead, feeling a throbbing sensation in her temples.

It's obvious that those two must have been fighting again last night.

One of them has an incredibly foul mouth and is always stirring up trouble.

One spark and it explodes; I'm constantly being egged on.

Once they get together, there's never a moment of peace.

"Teacher, he did it first..."

Gu Yue spoke first, her voice still carrying a hint of annoyance.

"You can't beat them, so you complain?" Bai Yushan immediately chimed in, shrugging innocently. "This newbie got desperate, I had no choice. I couldn't just stand there and let her hit me, could I?"

"Who are you calling a noob!" Gu Yue suddenly stood up, her silver-purple eyes wide open.

"I'm talking about you, who else could I be talking about?" Bai Yushan raised an eyebrow, glancing at her under-eye area. "Little brat with panda eyes."

"Bai Yushan!"

Gu Yue raised her foot to rush over.

"Alright, alright!"

Leng Yaozhu spoke with a headache, reaching out to stop him.

"What's all the noise about so early in the morning?"

She rubbed her temples.

"I worked overtime until dawn last night, and when I got back I saw you two putting on such a show?"

Leng Yaozhu glanced at the two of them with annoyance.

"Wait, I'll have someone bring over two sets of clothes."

She took out her soul-guided communicator, dialed a number, quickly gave a couple of instructions, and hung up.

"I was originally planning to take you to the Shrek Academy in the morning, but now it's in the afternoon."

"Shut up, all of you."

They both snorted and turned their heads away.

The living room fell silent again, with only the soft breathing of the two people, and a hint of tension between them.

Leng Yaozhu leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes to rest.

She was truly impressed by her two apprentices.

When they get together, they can cause chaos and upheaval.

About half an hour.

There was a knock on the door.

The waiter brought two sets of brand-new clothes and a small box of healing ointment, all prepared to the exact size.

Gu Yue grabbed her clothes and ointment, turned around and walked heavily towards her room, clearly still angry.

Bai Yushan, carrying his own black outfit, strolled leisurely back to his room.

He changed his clothes very quickly, and came out of the room in just a few minutes.

Dressed in a new black outfit, he stood tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his lines sharp and clean, exuding the vigor of a young man. The fabric clung to his muscles without feeling tight, and he moved with crisp, clean movements.

Leng Yaozhu was leaning against the wall by his room door, arms crossed, looking him up and down with amazement.

"I had imagined you had a good figure, but I didn't expect you to be this good."

Her tone was slightly teasing as her gaze swept over his shoulders, back, and waist.

After all, he fights and kills every day, and his body is repeatedly tempered by 380,000 volts of electricity. His body is smooth and full of power, without any excess fat. He is more pleasing to the eye than many adult Soul Master.

Bai Yushan rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Old woman, I know it's tragic that you're your age and haven't experienced a man's love, but please don't covet your poor apprentice, okay?"

He had barely finished speaking.

"Bang!"

A familiar, sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen.

The force was so precise it was almost perfect, just enough to hurt, yet without causing any damage to internal organs.

Bai Yushan exhaled a breath of stale air, knelt down on one knee with a thud, clutching his stomach, his face contorted in pain.

Leng Yaozhu had appeared in front of him without him noticing. She withdrew the fist that had just struck him, crossed her arms, and snorted coldly.

"If you dare to flirt with me again, I'll expel you from the sect!"

His tone was so cold it was icy.

Bai Yushan clutched his stomach and gave Leng Yaozhu look.

I was internally ranting and raving.

Didn't you start this?

First they made fun of my figure, and now I can't even say anything back?

Is this even reasonable?!

But he only dared to mutter it to himself.

If you really anger that old woman, you'll be the one who suffers.

They couldn't win a fight.

Being foul-mouthed might feel good for a moment, but it leads to disaster later.

Looking at his expression, Leng Yaozhu couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly, but quickly suppressed it.

She coughed lightly, her tone becoming serious.

"Xiaoshan."

His voice deepened, carrying a hint of earnestness.

Leng Yaozhu looked at Bai Yushan, who was kneeling on the ground, paused, and then spoke.

"I've found out about the girl you asked me to look into."

She spoke with some deliberation, her gaze fixed on Bai Yushan's face, as if testing his reaction.

As expected.

The words had barely left his mouth.

Bai Yushan's face, which had been carrying a hint of mockery, instantly turned serious.

It was like a calm sea suddenly churning with undercurrents.

The nonchalance, playfulness, and languor in his dark eyes vanished in an instant.

All that remained was a chilling, oppressive atmosphere, and churning emotions, like a terrifying whirlpool in the deep sea.

He slowly stood up, his movements deliberate yet carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

The slight pain from being punched earlier vanished instantly.

"Go on."

Bai Yushan's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes fixed on Leng Yaozhu.

His hands were clenched slightly, his knuckles turning white.

It was as if he was suppressing some overwhelming emotion.

Leng Yaozhu sighed softly to herself.

She knew it.

The moment this girl named Na'er is mentioned, this guy transforms into a completely different person.

She didn't hide anything and said directly:

"The girl you're talking about, Na'er, right?"

"She's currently in the Inner Court of the Shrek Academy, and is Yun Ming's disciple."

Seeing her shouldn't be a problem, but if you want to take her away... that might be a bit difficult.

What does "difficult to handle" mean?

Bai Yushan's voice suddenly rose in volume.

He took a step forward and instantly stood in front of Leng Yaozhu.

It moved so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

He gripped Leng Yaozhu's shoulders firmly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes were swirling with fierce anger.

"Na'er is my sister, and I'm Na'er's brother."

"Who?! Who has the right to refuse me taking Na'er away?!"

Leng Yaozhu's heart skipped a beat.

She had never seen Bai Yushan like this before.

Arrogance, recklessness, flamboyance, ferocity... these emotions have all appeared in her eyes to varying degrees.

But it's never like this before.

It's like a ship about to go out of control, which could crash into an iceberg at any moment.

His breathing became disordered.