Chapter 12

Oh dear little friend, how can this be?

The shy Ye Lingling said somewhat embarrassedly.

It's fine.

Bai Ran said there was no need to be polite with him.

Yeah, Lingling, just eat.

Especially this stewed wind-and-rain chicken—just one bite and you won't utter a sound.

Du Gu Yan said, her chopsticks in hand didn't stop moving over Bai Ran: "No, I was just being polite, yet you really aren't polite at all?" Actually, as the granddaughter of the Poison Title Douluo Du Gu Bo, Du Gu Yan is definitely a little rich girl.

Besides, there's an old saying that poor families raise sons and rich families raise daughters.

In terms of food, clothing, and daily expenses, Du Gu Bo would never shortchange his only granddaughter.

But lately, Du Gu Yan has been at odds with her grandfather.

Because she fell for a yellow-haired guy (Yu Tianheng:???), Du Gu Bo disagreed, and then Du Gu Yan argued with her grandfather on the spot.

In anger, the grandfather cut off Du Gu Yan's living expenses.

In Du Gu Bo's view, cutting off the finances of a girl like Yan Yan, who has been pampered since childhood, would make her obedient, right?

Hey, guess what? Without her allowance, Du Gu Yan's relationship with Yu Tianheng became even closer. (Du Gu Bo: "I've honestly begged for mercy.") If not for her being underage, she's only about fifteen years old.

Plus, Yu Tianheng couldn't withstand the wrath of a Title Douluo, so Du Gu Yan has probably already given in.

Just as Bai Ran felt the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Feng Tianyu returned.

Returning to the cafeteria, he saw the two female classmates sitting at the meal table.

Feng Tianyu first froze, wondering if he had taken the wrong seat.

But seeing the dishes he had previously ordered on the table, and his great-nephew sitting here, Feng Tianyu felt it was correct.

At the same time, Ye Lingling and Du Gu Yan also noticed Feng Tianyu.

Mr. Feng?

Mr. Feng!

This Mr. Feng is their homeroom teacher for the new semester.

Namely, the teacher in charge of Senior Grade 1 Class.

He came to them on the very first day of the new semester,

Ye Lingling, however, wasn't panicked; as a healing-type auxiliary soul master, she never causes trouble.

But Du Gu Yan was different; she felt a little flustered.

Du Gu Yan: Could it be that someone reported to the homeroom teacher that I scared classmates with Xiao Qing (the snake I keep) during the day? Humph, how petty— a bunch of big guys actually quibble over such a thing.

Who are you two? Oh, you're Ye Lingling and Du Gu Yan, right?

Feng Tianyu had also looked over the information for this year's new students.

These two both came up from the intermediate division of the Royal Academy.

Their abilities are quite good; at fifteen years old, they're already close to being thirty-ranked three-ring Soul Elders.

Feng Tianyu: Of course, they definitely can't compare to my great-nephew.

Great-nephew, do you know these two classmates of yours?

No, Uncle Feng, I'm not in the process of getting to know them.

Bai Ran said he wanted to get to know them, but in fact he hadn't even glanced at these two girls much.

Classmates?

Du Gu Yan put down her chopsticks and glanced at the little guy beside her who didn't even reach her chest.

Mr. Feng, you're joking, right? This kid looks under ten—how could he be in the same class as us?

If this little guy can be in the same class as them, it means he must be at least a soul master with soul power of twenty-five rank or higher.

A twenty-five-rank great soul master under ten? Impossible!

My nephew really is a classmate of yours.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Feng Tianyu wouldn't believe there could be a nine-year-old prodigy who has reached the Soul Elder realm.

Of course, outwardly he'd definitely claim his nephew is already fourteen.

Oh my, speaking of which, I haven't even asked your name, little guy. Speaking of which, cute little boys like you are exactly what older sisters love to bully.

Du Gu Yan: You little classmate, you don't want to be bullied by me, do you?

Yan Yan, be serious—Mr. Feng is still sitting here.

Ye Lingling, although she knows Du Gu Yan is quite flirtatious, but this is too much.

Flirting with his nephew right in front of the homeroom teacher.

If your grandfather weren't a Title Douluo, the other party would probably already be furious.

……

Perhaps it's because Feng Tianyu's aura is a bit strong, or maybe it's just that students naturally fear their homeroom teacher.

After eating a few bites, Du Gu Yan and Ye Lingling also found an excuse to leave.

After the two girls left, Feng Tianyu's gaze toward Bai Ran turned playful.

Great-nephew, what do you think of those two girls? Do you like either of them?

Hmph, Uncle Feng, what are you talking about.

I'm still young; is this the time to discuss such matters?

That's good, especially Du Gu Yan with her short purple hair—if you like girls like that, your father could beat me to death.

As a teacher, Feng Tianyu certainly couldn't be unaware of Du Gu Yan's situation.

On the day he finished junior high studies, Du Gu Yan started hanging out with Yu Tianheng.

For this matter, Du Gu Yan's grandfather Du Gu Bo even came to the academy in person.

Yu Tianheng said: "It was your granddaughter who first seduced me."

This directly made Du Gu Bo have murderous intent; if it weren't for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family's people arriving in time, the current twins of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family would probably have been reduced to a single child.

This incident can be said to have caused quite a stir in the academy.

With such an open lifestyle and a girl whose conduct isn't very proper, Feng Tianyu wouldn't stand by and let his nephew jump into a fire pit.

"However, nephew, there's also classmate Ye Lingling; if you like her, Uncle can teach you a few moves."

Compared to Du Gu Yan, Ye Lingling, such a pure girl, is clearly still quite good.

Uncle Feng felt he could support cultivating her a bit.

"Uncle Feng, I'm only nine; please don't make me consider this."

Bai Ran said: "Find me a future wife; better yet, find a stepmother for my father—for example, Uncle Feng, see if there's a suitable mature female teacher at the academy for my dad."

"Nephew, having a childhood sweetheart like that, aren't you happy?"

As everyone knows, a childhood sweetheart must be cultivated from a young age.

Moreover, compared to a childhood sweetheart, a love that falls from the sky is simply too unreliable.

"Not happy."

Bai Ran: "This Dou Luo Continent version has too many T0s; I can't afford to provoke them."

"Well, that's good too; nephew, you can devote more energy to cultivation."

"As the saying goes, with no women in one's heart, cultivation naturally proceeds smoothly."

Looking back, when Feng Tianyu suffered that setback, he suddenly let go, and his soul power level rose quickly.

In just that year, he broke through from forty-eighth level Soul Ancestor to fifty-third level Soul King.

"Come on, nephew, you really don't like her? Such a pure young lady—someone like you, a young boy, should definitely have a good impression of her."

"Uncle Feng, if you keep this up, I'll go find a married woman and tell my father you taught me—'a woman at thirty brings gold bricks.'"

"Heh heh, nephew, Uncle was just joking; you definitely shouldn't do that."

If Bai Ran really did that, the old comrades in the army, carrying Feng Tianyu's favorite fried dough twists, would come to his door to give him comfort.

After all, this situation is like sending the village's sole Tsinghua University student to a construction site to carry bricks.

Even the village chief with the best temper would have to come up and kick you a few times.

……

(End of chapter)