Su Yue pinched Mu Chengâs arm and then calmly walked away.
This time, he simply didnât bother to look at those people.
"Is that a necklace? It doesnât even look like a diamond!"
Green Tea observed for a moment and asked doubtfully.
"Donât try to show off, this gem is called Xuan Bing Crystal, a treasure brought back by the Grandmaster from the Wetlands, worth 100,000 school credits, equivalent to 10 million in currency!
"Youâve had so many ex-boyfriends and so many admirers, do the gifts they gave you add up to even half the price of this necklace?
"Did you hear? Su Yue let Mu Cheng wear it just for change.
"Give it a rest, itâs annoying!"
At this moment, a student from West Martial walked out and spoke mercilessly.
Previously, he was too lazy to speak, after all, a gentleman doesnât argue with women.
But this relentless behavior was too much.
100,000 school credits?
A necklace?
Instantly, a group of Green Tea was dumbstruck.
What else could they say?
If they continued, theyâd only make themselves look like clowns.
million in currency!
Just to buy a necklace, has Su Yue gone mad?
"Extravagance and waste."
Finally, a girl said sourly.
"Sis, donât be bitter.
"In the battle at Jiangyuan Country, some said Su Yue earned 2 million school credits.
"For him, 100,000 credits mean nothing. Your perspective, you can only match a few admirers, how dull!"
The West Martial student felt a sense of pride.
No wonder heâs the strongest new king, everything he does is so bold.
A piece of jewelry worth 100,000 credits, given away just like that, without batting an eyelid.
Mu Cheng froze in place.
At her neck, a cool stream flowed into her body, indescribably comforting.
Turns out, Su Yue cared about her.
Dammit, she had misjudged Su Yue.
Words can truly hurt the heart; Mu Cheng herself hadnât realized that she was slightly dissatisfied with Su Yue.
Indeed, Mu Cheng was also a girl; she was somewhat embarrassed.
But now, she felt overwhelmed with happiness.
A few Green Tea stood silent, feeling as if they had been slapped in the face.
...
Sima Lingling wasnât home, but Ma Xiaoyu was.
This girl, though wanting to be a laid-back Qi and Blood Martial Artist, was set to inherit the family business later.
But Sima Lingling still insisted that she must learn all the auxiliary combat courses before the second year.
"Senior brother, you finally came back. What am I supposed to do? I canât master the exceptional combat technique!"
Ma Xiaoyu wailed.
She was very curious why she was so dim-witted.
She had spent half a year on a speed-enhancing combat technique, to no avail.
While her senior brother was already defeating Grandmasters.
Learning combat techniques was too difficult.
"Let me give you a tip!"
Su Yue smiled.
"Senior brother, quickly tell!"
Ma Xiaoyu seemed to see her savior.
Su Yue was the most admirable person in her life, without exception.
"Uninstall fast apps, leave the QQ group, delete WeChat, sever all social circles, focus on training, and youâll surely grasp it within a month!
"Youâre too consumed with idols, not focused at all, and have too many distractions.
"If you donât work harder, be careful or your tutor will confiscate your phone."
Su Yue shook his head.
Speaking of which, Sima Lingling was genuinely troubled.
One disciple is too strong, seemingly disappearing, constantly wandering in the Wetlands.
Another one lacks ambition, basically a layabout.
"Sigh, saying it is as good as not saying it. Why is being a layabout so difficult!"
Ma Xiaoyu sighed.
"Eh, whereâs the mentor?"
Su Yue asked again!
When he and Lu Xiliang went to the morgue, Sima Lingling should have returned to West Martial.
"Oh, right... The mentor asked me to inform you to go to the principalâs office when you get back. I almost forgot, what a memory!"
Ma Xiaoyu exclaimed.
"To the principalâs office?"
Su Yue froze for a moment, then turned to leave.
"Senior brother, Iâll listen to you, will seal my phone for a while."
Ma Xiaoyu shouted from behind.
"Good luck."
Su Yue shook his head.
Actually, the state of Ma Xiaoyu isnât uncommon at Wuda.
Some heirs of large families, especially girls, mostly seek stability.
...
Principalâs office!
As Su Yue entered, he felt the atmosphere was a bit tense.
They had just finished a meeting, and a few mentors were just leaving.
Ultimately, only Sima Lingling and Zhao Jiangtao remained in the office.
Before the other mentors left, they gave him approving glances.
Su Yue felt a bit confused.
"Principal, mentor... this..."
Su Yue was momentarily at a loss for words to start the conversation.
The atmosphere seemed somewhat awkward.
"Su Yue, due to your surpassing Qi Ring and exceptionally fast training speed, breaking through the fourth rank is not easy. The schoolâs leadership just held a meeting specifically for this matter.
"We discussed and found two ways for you to break through!"
Sima Lingling said.
"Thank the school leaders for their concern, I am truly flattered!"
Su Yue quickly nodded.
Honestly, he hadnât thought that the school leaders would hold a meeting specifically because of him.
It was truly a bit unexpected.
"You are the fastest in training speed in West Martialâs history, and as mentors, we must be fully responsible for you.
"Remember, you are a part of West Martial. In the future, if you encounter any problems, West Martial is your support."
Zhao Jiangtao smiled.
Su Yue was a very unique student, only enrolled for half a year, yet possibly not quite recognizing West Martial.
Which was normal since Su Yue always mingled in the Wetlands.
"Principal, mentor, what are the two ways to break through?"
Su Yue quickly asked again.
He was truly eager to break through.
Once breaking through to the fourth rank, he could search for weapons in the Scab Beast Jungle.