Chapter 45: trump card
Watching the people of Sanshan City walk away, Lin Zhengren had not yet said anything when his younger brother, Lin Zhengli, was already quite annoyed: "These mountain barbarians are so rude!"
Lin Zhengren was the leader of the team from Wangjiang City, and Lin Zhengli was the representative of the one-year students from the Dao Academy of Wangjiang City.
Lin Zhengren just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.
The cultivators from Wangjiang City present were all adorned with pearls and jade, and their backgrounds were either rich or noble, so it was inevitable that they had some spoiled habits. Even in the territory of Fenglin City, they spoke without restraint and insulted whoever they wanted.
"When the Dao Tournament begins, we must teach them a lesson!"
"The people of Fenglin City are not that great either. I said I wanted to go to the Three Fragrance Tower, but they didn't even pay attention to me! So stingy!"
"Hahaha, they're poor. Look at the courtyard they gave us to stay in, is it even fit for humans? They didn't even lay down a dragon vein. The bedding is just ordinary silk!"
"Alas, what can we do with these poor and shabby people? I have already sent someone to buy some things. Let's just make do for two days."
As the people cursed, a voice suddenly spoke up: "Where's Fu Baosong? He hasn't come?"
"Why do you care?" Lin Zhengli sneered, "I don't know how the dean let him in, he's so sour and smelly."Lin Zhengren lightly placed his cup on the table, and Lin Zhengli immediately shut up.
Lin Zhengren picked up his chopsticks and said, "Serve the dishes."
The atmosphere suddenly became lively again.
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Under Jiang Wang's urging, Jiang An'an returned the box of treasures she had earned from cheating on exams to her classmates, and she promised not to help them cheat again. From now on, she would study hard, achieve her own style, and bring glory to the Jiang family.
The condition was that she had to have an extra piece of Osmanthus Hall's pastry after dinner every day.
She wasn't afraid of losing her teeth!
While Linghe and the others were entertaining their friends from Sanshan City who had come from afar, Jiang Wang had finished his practice for the day and came to Mingde Hall to pick up his sister from school.
It must be said that with the help of the Control Yuan Art, his control over the Dao Yuan was improving at a very considerable speed. The most direct manifestation was that he could easily and smoothly arrange the formation points every time, and he had not made any mistakes for a long time.
In addition, the Four Spiritual Body Refining Art greatly enhanced his physical body, greatly increasing the number of times he could practice the Meridian Purification Art. If he had not exercised restraint, he would have probably already laid the foundation successfully. But even without squeezing his body's potential to the maximum, he was not far from laying the foundation.
As he was about to take Jiang An'an to have a good meal, a girl with braids all over her head suddenly jumped in front of him.
Pointing at Jiang Wang with one hand, she was very rude: "It's you who didn't let An'an play with me?"
Jiang Wang recognized her as the mischievous little demon girl he had seen at the old man's place in Mingde Hall that day, a spoiled little girl at first glance.
Just the small pearls, jade beads, and emerald beads hanging on her braids were enough to show her wealth.
Jiang Wang didn't have much patience for other people's children, so he casually taught her a lesson: "Friendship cannot be witnessed by money. This little friend, I just didn't let An'an cheat with you, I didn't say she couldn't play with you."
The girl with braids snorted, "Then why did you return those treasures to me? They are a witness to our friendship!"
"Friendship cannot be witnessed by money." Jiang Wang had no choice but to use his trump card, "I will report you to your teacher."
The girl with braids spread out her arms and blocked his way, "You can't leave until you explain it clearly!""Do you dare?" The girl with braids rolled up her sleeves in anger. "Do you believe I'll beat you up?"
Jiang Wang hadn't spoken yet, but Jiang An'an had already spoken up. "Qingzhi, if you hit my brother, I won't play with you anymore!"
"Hey, don't. Then I won't hit him." The little girl named Qingzhi rolled down her sleeves again.
Jiang Wang listened on the side, speechless. Can you really beat me up, little brat?
"I'll say it again, kids. As long as you don't do bad things together, like cheating or skipping class, I won't object to An'an playing with you. Do you understand? If you do, wait here for your family to come pick you up. An'an and I are going to drink water and eat meatballs now!"
Jiang An'an had wanted to say a few more words to her best friend, but as soon as she heard they were going to drink soup, she lost interest and waved her hand. "Goodbye Qingzhi! See you tomorrow!"
The little girl with braids waved her hand and stepped aside. Jiang Wang hugged Jiang An'an and walked away quickly.
Watching Jiang Wang's back as he walked away, she snorted and muttered, "What's so great about him?"
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The cultivators from Sanshan City finally arrived at the small courtyard prepared for them by Fenglin City's Daoist Academy.
As soon as the door closed, the black-clad man, who was regarded by the people of Fenglin City as the hidden great demon king, sat down on the ground and spoke in a tone of inexplicable grief and indignation. "Can we disperse now? We're already in Fenglin City. Where else can I run?"
Along the way, he had tried more than a hundred ways to escape back to Sanshan City, but he was caught every time. Finally, when he was near Fenglin City, he was surrounded and brought into the city.
The cultivators from Sanshan City were all a little embarrassed when they heard him. They looked up at the sky or down at the ground, and two of them were even looking at each other's fingers. But not one of them moved.
The real great demon king bounced into a room and searched through all six rooms before jumping back into the courtyard. There was a silver chain on each of her wrists, with a small silver hammer hanging from the end of each chain, which swayed with her movements.
"Okay, you guys go pick your rooms! That room is mine."
Everyone dispersed.
"Sun Xiaopang!" Sun Xiaoman called out to Sun Xiaoyan, who was climbing up, "You can live in the room next to me!"
"I don't want to!" Sun Xiaoyan roared, but when he met Sun Xiaoman's gaze, his voice immediately lowered. "Can I not?"
"No." Sun Xiaoman blinked.
She had a pair of big and bright eyes, and when she blinked, it was like the reflection of moonlight on a stream.
But Sun Xiaoyan just wanted to tremble.
Sun Xiaoman skipped ahead with her hands behind her back, and the pair of silver hammers on her wrists swayed back and forth, occasionally making a crisp sound. "Xiaopang, come over here with sister~"
Sun Xiaoyan obediently followed her, and as he sat down, he said pitifully, "Don't call me Sun Xiaopang, okay? I have a real name!"
"Okay, Sun Xiaopang." Sun Xiaoman turned around and waved her hand indifferently. "Come on, sit here."
Sun Xiaoyan sat down obediently, his piled-up fat squeezing the armchair full.
Sun Xiaoman reached out and took off his hood, revealing his chubby face.
"Oh, it's so swollen." Sun Xiaoman's voice was surprisingly soft and cute when she wasn't being fierce.
Oh my god, she cares about me. Sun Xiaoyan felt inexplicably warm in his heart.
But he immediately reacted and spat in his heart.
Sun Xiaoman took out a small jade bottle, opened the wooden stopper, and a fragrance wafted out.
She picked a bit of translucent ointment with her nail and gently applied it on Sun Xiaoyan's face, spreading it slowly with her finger.
Sun Xiaoyan didn't dare to resist, and just let her do it. At first, his face felt cool, but then he felt comfortable. The pain seemed to disappear in an instant.
"Alright!" After wiping the medicine, Sun Xiaoman patted Sun Xiaoyan's face and said, "Apply it overnight, and the swelling will be gone tomorrow."
Sun Xiaoyan almost said thank you instinctively, but he bit his tongue.
Sun Xiaoman put away the small jade bottle and smiled, "Remember not to be impulsive in the future. A broken face is not pretty, and it's embarrassing for San Shan City."
Who did this to me?!
Sun Xiaoyan felt bitter in his heart, but forced a smile and said obediently, "Okay, I understand."
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