Night falls, and a jade plate hangs high in the tranquil night sky—the Spirit Hall, the Angel's Palace.

Qian Renxue lay on the large metal bed that belonged only to her and Qin Chen, covered with a thin blanket, her stunning curves appearing and disappearing intermittently.

A few water stains could still be seen on her beautiful long golden hair, indicating that she had just taken a bath.

Qian Renxue held a blue stone in her hand, the material of which resembled a mirror.

"Oh, Qin Chen, that woman is really cold on the outside but cunning on the inside. She's tough on the outside, but her body language is quite honest."

What Qian Renxue was holding were the two memory stones that Qin Chen had recently created.

Qin Chen rushed out of the bathroom and looked at Qian Renxue with a smile.

"Xue'er, you've become so brave! Look at you, not even hiding it from people anymore."

Qian Renxue said nonchalantly, "We're husband and wife. What's wrong with watching your big-budget films? It's not like I haven't seen them."

"But that woman is such a hypocrite. She was clearly having sex with Qin Chen, yet she was making all sorts of noises."

"And then to add, 'Even if you get my body, you'll never get my heart,' isn't that just burying your head in the sand?"

Qian Renxue casually tossed the recording stone onto the bed and cheerfully linked arms with Qin Chen.

"Compared to a woman who likes to deceive herself, Qin Chen, don't you prefer Xue'er's behavior?"

Qin Chen used his body to pin her down, then leaned close to Qian Renxue's delicate face and gently patted her stunning curves.

"Xue'er, what's wrong with you today? You've become so bold."

A hint of spring flashed in Qian Renxue's two large, watery eyes.

"I want Brother Qin Chen to be with me now."

Qin Chen noticed Qian Renxue's unusual behavior, and being quick-witted, he figured out the reason. "Xue'er, is it because you saw that image-recording stone?"

Qian Renxue didn't speak, but looked at Qin Chen with love.

"Alright, Xue, today I'm going to give you a good talking-to."

"Please, teacher, use the strictest teaching methods to educate Xue'er!"

The papal bedroom on the other side.

Inside a wooden bathtub made of a plant-type soul beast with an extraordinary material that can retain heat.

Bibi Dong, her face flushed, was immersed in the tub, frantically washing her body.

Thinking back on everything that had happened, Bibi Dong thought of her lifelong ideal—Gangzi.

The thought of the pure, humorous, and wise Gangzi comes to mind.

Bibi Dong was filled with loneliness, and seeing the milky white milk mixed with red rose petals made her extremely agitated.

How could someone like me be worthy of her pure and innocent love?

Gangzi, Dong'er misses you.

Bibi Dong reached her hand into the water, and the image of Yu Xiaogang's handsome and dashing figure appeared in her mind.

But as she continued her craft, the image of Anal disappeared from Bibi Dong's mind, replaced by Qin Chen, a person she hated second only to Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue.

Suddenly remembering Qin Chen's face, Bibi Dong screamed in fright.

Why would she think of that despicable man? Or was she thinking of Gangzi, the love of her life?

Bibi Dong, have some shame! Show some backbone! She only felt endless hatred for Qin Chen, and her temporary service to him was merely to appease him.

To protect Bibi Dong's beloved anus!

A moment later, Bibi Dong fantasized about Gangzi again and started doing her familiar handicrafts.

result….

"Why? Why does that annoying guy keep popping into my head?"

"Am I not even able to protect Gangzi, the one I imagined during my Ziwei days?"

The irritable Bibi Dong tried several more times, only to find that Qin Chen's extremely annoying face appeared every time.

The incompetent Bibi Dong let out a mournful cry, "I'm so sorry, Gangzi."

What is Gangzi, the white moonlight that Bibi Dong has been longing for, doing?

The next day arrived.

"Mistress, you don't have any bedding yet, right? Here's a new set of bedding, the master will give it to you."

Gangzi held a new set of bedding in his hands and patiently handed it to the small figure in front of him.

Tang San took a step back and refused, "No, Master, please take it back. I cannot accept a reward without having done anything right."

"We have no relationship whatsoever. I cannot take your bedding. Please go back!"

Gangzi knew that his great image had recently been shattered in Tang San's heart, but he wasn't in a hurry.

The Dragon Phoenix Douluo did not accept Tang San as his disciple. Looking at Notting Academy, wasn't Yu Xiaogang the most qualified to accept Tang San as his disciple?

Like a frog being slowly boiled in water, Tang San will eventually see Gangzi's sincerity.

"Alright, I'll head back now. You go to class by yourself!"

Gangzi didn't pester Tang San relentlessly, knowing that would only further damage his image in Tang San's eyes.

Watching Gangzi leave, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. When he first saw Gangzi, even his first impression was that he was a very capable teacher.

But after being reminded by Dragon Phoenix Douluo, Tang San realized that this person was just a half-baked amateur.

The fact that he could guess that he had twin martial souls was purely by sheer luck.

During his time at the academy these past few days, aside from a very few teachers, almost everyone Tang San asked thought Gangzi was a "clown."

Tang San shook his head, thankful that he hadn't become his disciple back then.

"Hey boss, what are you doing here? If you don't go eat breakfast soon, you'll be late. Hmm, is that the master?"

Wang Sheng appeared behind Tang San, his eyes fixed on the thin figure.

"It's him!"

"Are you here to see the boss?"

"Yes, he wants to take me as his apprentice."

Wang Sheng panicked, "Damn it, boss, please don't act rashly and become his apprentice! Everyone at Notting Academy knows this guy is a complete clown!"

Tang San moved Wang Sheng's hand away from his shoulder and said in a deep voice.

"I didn't become his disciple, but I'm curious, why does he have such a bad reputation in your academy?"

Wang Sheng got excited. "Boss, I could talk to you about this for three days and three nights."

"Come on, let's go to the cafeteria, I'll tell you as we go."

On the other side, the Spirit Hall.

"Hey, Lord Qin Chen, what brings you to my little villa today!"

She had skin as smooth as a baby's, an extremely alluring appearance, a somewhat androgynous voice, and wore a bright red dress adorned with gold patterns.

If it weren't for the Adam's apple in his throat, no one would be able to tell that this is a man.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, one of the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos, addressed Qin Chen respectfully.

"Greetings, Lord Qin Chen."

The man, dressed in a black trench coat and wearing a black mask so his face was obscured, was Ghost, one of the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Twin Douluos, and spoke respectfully.

"Hey, Uncle Ju, Uncle Gui, given our relationship, why are you being so polite?" Qin Chen waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be so flattering.

Yue Guan covered her mouth and chuckled, "That won't do. After all, you're our boss now."

The ghost said, "Propriety must not be disregarded."

Qin Chen chuckled and said, "Then it's up to you. By the way, Uncle Ju and Uncle Gui, you look to be in great shape lately."

Yue Guandao said, "Thanks to the immortal items you gave us, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum and the Ghost Tear Pearl, Old Ghost and I recently leveled up again, and our soul power has now reached level 97."

"How could we not look well?"

Congratulations!

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