"Grandmaster, I wouldn't dare call myself a teacher in front of you. Please just call me by my name." Qin Ming waved his hand, a look of pleasant surprise on his face.
As Dean Flander's good brother and someone who had traveled the continent with him, Flander naturally understood Yu Xiaogang's theories quite well.
During the teaching process, Yu Xiaogang's theories were inevitably mentioned, and their star student, Qin Ming, was no exception.
Therefore, Qin Ming showed no disrespect towards Yu Xiaogang, even though it was their first meeting.
"That's right, Xiaogang, you don't need to be so polite. We're all family," Flander said, drinking his wine and patting Qin Ming on the shoulder.
"Dean Flander is right," Qin Ming agreed with a smile, then turned to the others and said, "Since Grandmaster is interested in my students, why don't you come with me to the Soul Arena tonight to see their performance?"
"Alright, we'll definitely be there to support them. It just so happens that your junior schoolmates also need to go to the Great Spirit Arena for training," Flander nodded, agreeing.
"Alright, then I'll trouble all the teachers to point out our shortcomings when the time comes," Qin Ming said with a smile. Finding and rectifying deficiencies was something he had always done.
"Heh, don't worry. With Xiaogang here, he'll definitely be able to offer some sound advice." In this regard, Flander had blind faith in Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang nodded silently.
After a long while, Qin Ming finally left Shrek Academy.
Looking at Qin Ming's retreating figure, Flander's face was full of emotion, then he revealed the cunning, sinister smile of a shrewd businessman.
"Tonight, everyone, bring out all your savings. We're betting on the Royal Fight Team. We're sure to make a fortune! Haha!"
Qin Ming's arrival was one of the few good things that had happened at Shrek during this period.
"Make a fortune? How long can your Shrek last even if you do?"
"Uh?!"
Yu Xiaogang's sudden remark poured a bucket of cold water on Flander.
"Xiaogang, what do you mean?" Flander asked, puzzled, looking at him.
"Nothing. Let's talk after watching their match. If possible... I'd like to arrange a friendly match between the Royal Fight Team and Shrek." Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin, the idea of 'borrowing a chicken to lay eggs' already forming in his mind.
"Let Little San and the others fight the Royal Fight Team?!" Flander looked at Yu Xiaogang in surprise.
Yu Xiaogang nodded without speaking further.
The prerequisite for 'borrowing a chicken to lay eggs' was for his side to have sufficient value and strength.
The Soul Master Competition!
It wasn't just for these children; it was also for his disciples to be known to the world, and for him to be recognized by the world!
This was his chance!
It was his stage to re-enter the Spirit Master's world's view and reclaim his lost reputation!
...
Shrek's three female dormitories.
As soon as Ye Qiu appeared, Ning Rongrong grabbed onto him and wouldn't let go.
"Rongrong, is this really necessary?"
Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was constantly sniffing his neck, Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel a bit helpless.
It seemed Dugu Yan's worries weren't unfounded.
"Ah~ Ye Qiu!"
Ning Rongrong suddenly exclaimed, and in a flash, she was embraced by Ye Qiu, who had already begun their daily massage.
"You will all be my wives sooner or later. There's no need to always cling to Yan Yan..."
"Ying~ How could I?! You, you let go of me first. Xiao Wu and the others are still here, don't do this..."
Ning Rongrong was facing away from Ye Qiu, held in his embrace, and Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing could clearly see Ye Qiu's methods.
Even Ning Rongrong, who was usually very proactive, found this situation a bit too much. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she struggled to leave.
As she twisted her body, her face suddenly turned exceptionally red, and she dared not move.
Ye Qiu lightly bit Ning Rongrong's neck, leaving a mark, which made Ning Rongrong shiver.
Only after the steamed buns and peanuts prepared for Ye Qiu were placed on the table did Ye Qiu finally let her go.
He held her and sat down.
"Xiao Qiu, you're getting naughtier and naughtier," Xiao Wu said, looking at Ning Rongrong, who was slumped in his arms, and rolled her eyes at him.
Then she sat next to Ye Qiu, her eyes charming, and her face, much to her chagrin, also turned red.
Zhu Zhuqing also nodded from the side. Indeed, he was getting naughtier and naughtier. Every time it was her turn to be alone with him, he didn't take her verbal warnings seriously, and he didn't like it when she stepped on him with her jade feet. He had already set his sights on her pride.
She slowly walked over and sat beside Ye Qiu, habitually hugging one of his arms and holding him close to her heart.
However, she also knew that she couldn't entirely blame Ye Qiu; it was all because Ning Rongrong was too competitive.
Aside from her family background and looks, she was at a disadvantage in other areas, so she could only constantly innovate and strive for perfection in technical aspects.
First, she greedily took most of Xiao Wu's carrots, then she asked which type of stockings looked better on her... Ning Rongrong, surpassing her predecessors, almost made her lose her core competitiveness. She also had to rely on her own advantages to create some unique features.
Xiao Wu, however, didn't have this problem. After all, she just had to call Ye Qiu in different ways every time, such as "I am Master's little white rabbit," or "a Ten Thousand Year shapeshifting Spirit Beast accidentally discovered, forced to comply under Ye Qiu's threat"... various classics, endless in variety.
Just a slight opening of their mouths was already the limit for the two girls.
"This isn't Rongrong's fault," Ye Qiu rolled his eyes, holding Ning Rongrong, gently stroking her to soothe her rapid heartbeat.
"You two can't give Yan Yan such a cold shoulder, otherwise I'll be in a difficult position."
"We know. Rongrong is just acting up in front of you," Zhu Zhuqing nodded, looking at the still somewhat dazed Ning Rongrong, a slight smirk on her lips.
"That's good."
"You bad guy, what are you, what are you going to do again...?" Ning Rongrong saw Ye Qiu looking at her with a smile, his blue eyes shimmering with a hint of shyness.
"Nothing, just a little apology to you."
Ye Qiu pinched Ning Rongrong's delicate chin, smiled gently, and then leaned in to kiss her.
Ning Rongrong tilted her head back, her throat bobbing, her small hands not knowing where to rest.
After a long while, Ye Qiu finally let her go. Although she could breathe freely, the ambiguous scent still lingered between her lips and teeth.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Wu also seemed to understand why Ning Rongrong liked to make a fuss so much. It turned out that Xiao Qiu really did give rewards.
"Xiao Qiu, when will we meet?"
"Tonight, at the Soul Arena. We'll go together to watch that girl Xiao Lan fight," Ye Qiu replied while helping Ning Rongrong tidy her clothes.
"Soul Arena? What a coincidence?!" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in surprise. "Dean Flander and the others just told us to go to the Soto Battle Arena tonight to observe the Royal Fight Team's group Soul Arena match."
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