Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

For the next few days, Lu Mingfei went to the training ground every day to watch Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong train.

He didn't practice himself; he just sat on the sidelines, occasionally sharing his understanding with the two of them.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong made the adjustments he suggested, and the results were surprisingly much better.

"Senior, how did you figure that out?" Huo Yuhao asked curiously.

"I learned it from playing games," Lu Mingfei said. "I used to play games all the time, and the more I played, the more I learned how to cooperate."

"What game can you play to develop this skill?" Wang Dong didn't believe it.

"Sure," Lu Mingfei said. "What do you think I relied on to get to where I am now, given my lack of soul power? It's all thanks to my brains."

Wang Dong looked at him speechlessly.

"That's all the brains you have left."

"Yeah, that's why I said I'm a good-for-nothing." Lu Mingfei said dismissively, "That's why I said I'm a loser."

Wang Dong opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately didn't.

He always felt that Lu Mingfei was a very strange person.

Despite his low soul power and the fact that no one believed in him, he didn't care at all.

He doesn't care if he's called a loser, he doesn't care if he's mocked, he doesn't care if he's beaten. It seems like nothing in this world can really make him angry or sad.

Just like now, he sits by the training field, watching them train, with a smile on his face, but there's something indescribable in his eyes.

It wasn't sadness, nor loneliness, but rather... a very calm, resigned feeling.

Wang Dong suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for this person.

"Lu Mingfei," Wang Dong called to him.

"Um?"

I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback: "Why?"

What's wrong with this kid? Why did he suddenly invite me to dinner?

"For no reason," Wang Dong said, turning his head away. "I just wanted to invite you."

Lu Mingfei looked at him and smiled, "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Why not take advantage of a bargain that's already in your mouth?

Huo Yuhao laughed beside him, "And what about me?"

"You've been mooching off Lu Mingfei every day, and you still have the nerve to say that?" Wang Dong glared at him.

That night, Lu Mingfei lay in bed, unusually not falling asleep immediately.

He was thinking about what had happened during this time.

"Is brother happy?" Lu Mingze's voice echoed in my mind.

"It's alright," Lu Mingfei said.

"Just okay?"

"Hmm...it's fine." He changed his tune.

Lu Mingze laughed, his laughter echoing in the sea of ​​his spirit.

"My brother deserves all of this."

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, and turned over.

He didn't know if it was worth it, but at least for now, he didn't want to go back to those old days.

A few days later, Huo Yuhao suddenly approached Lu Mingfei and said he wanted to take him somewhere.

"Where to?"

"Tang Clan".

Lu Mingfei was taken aback: "Tang Clan? The one that makes hidden weapons?"

He had heard a teacher mention this in class, saying that it was created by Tang San, an ancestor from ten thousand years ago, but it gradually declined after colliding with the Sun Moon Continent, and now it seems there are not many people left.

"Yes," Huo Yuhao said, "Senior Bei Bei and Senior Tang Ya are there. They were very kind to me, and I'd like to introduce you to them."

Lu Mingfei thought about it and, since he had nothing else to do, he went along.

The Tang Clan's headquarters is located outside Shrek Academy, in a very old building.

"This is the Tang Clan?" Lu Mingfei was a little incredulous.

The number one sect on the continent ten thousand years ago, is this all?

This place looks like a garbage dump. It's obviously been uninhabited for a long time. Does this sect really have a lineage?

Could Huo Yuhao have been tricked?

"The Tang Sect is indeed facing some difficulties right now," Huo Yuhao said somewhat embarrassedly, "but Senior Bei Bei and Senior Tang Ya are both working hard."

"Yuhao!" A clear female voice came from inside.

A girl with a ponytail ran out, followed by a gentle-looking boy.

"This is the senior you were talking about?" The girl—Tang Ya—looked Lu Mingfei up and down. "From the outer academy? His martial soul is his true form martial soul?"

"Yes," Lu Mingfei said.

"Welcome, welcome!" Tang Ya warmly pulled him inside. "Come on in, come on in and have a look."

Lu Mingfei was dragged into the Tang Clan.

Although the courtyard was dilapidated, it was kept fairly clean.

In the corner were some tools for making hidden weapons, and on the wall hung portraits of the Tang Clan's past leaders.

"There aren't many people in the Tang Clan right now, just a few of us," Bei Bei said gently as she followed behind.

"But we believe that the Tang Clan will definitely be revived."

Looking at the portraits on the wall, Lu Mingfei recalled the history he had learned in his textbooks—ten thousand years ago, Tang San founded the Tang Sect, whose hidden weapons were unparalleled in the world.

Later, Tang San became a god, and the Tang Sect developed under the leadership of his disciples. At its peak, the sect had disciples all over the continent.

Now, only a few people remain in the entire Tang Clan.

"What are the benefits of joining the Tang Clan?" Lu Mingfei asked.

He won't add anything if there's no benefit to it.

"Benefits?" Tang Ya thought for a moment, "I can learn hidden weapons? Although hidden weapons are not as good as soul tools now, Tang Sect's hidden weapons still have their unique features."

"Anything else?"

You yourself said it's inferior to a soul tool, so what's the point of talking about it?

"And..." Tang Ya thought for a moment, "Can I make friends?"

Lu Mingfei looked at her and suddenly smiled—this one is alright.

"Okay, I'll join."

"Really?!" Tang Ya jumped up with joy.

"Anyway, I have nowhere else to go," Lu Mingfei said. "Besides..."

He glanced at Huo Yuhao.

"Now that this guy has joined, I can't leave him alone."

Huo Yuhao looked at him, and his eyes lit up again.

"Senior..."

"Don't look at me like that." Lu Mingfei turned his head away.

"I'm not doing this for the Tang Clan, I'm just... bored."

Tang Ya hugged Lu Mingfei tightly: "That's wonderful! Our Tang Clan has gained another great general!"

Lu Mingfei was choked and couldn't breathe: "General? I'm just a good-for-nothing..."

"Even scraps are still firewood! As long as they can be used for firewood, that's fine!" Tang Ya said boldly.

Beibei shook her head with a smile.

It was already dark when we left the Tang Sect.

Lu Mingfei and Huo Yuhao walked back to the academy in silence.

"Senior," Huo Yuhao suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

Why did you join the Tang Clan?

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and said, "I already said, I have nothing better to do."

"No." Huo Yuhao shook his head. "You're not the kind of person who makes decisions just because you have nothing better to do."

Lu Mingfei glanced at him.

This kid knows himself pretty well.

"Because of you," Lu Mingfei said.

"us?"

"You're all working hard on something, you have goals, you have dreams," Lu Mingfei said. "I don't have those things, but at least... I can help you."

Huo Yuhao stopped and looked at him.

"Senior, don't you have any dreams?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment.

"No," he said. "I can't even think about what to eat tomorrow, let alone dreams."

Huo Yuhao remained silent.

"But," Lu Mingfei spoke again.

"Watching you guys work so hard is actually quite nice. At least... it's not boring anymore."

Huo Yuhao looked at him and suddenly said, "Senior, I will become stronger. Strong enough to protect everyone. Including you."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Okay, I'll wait."

That night, Lu Mingfei dreamed about the past again.

"Mingfei, don't hate him. He has his own difficulties."

Lu Mingfei did not speak in his dream.

Then he woke up.

The pillow was wet in one spot.

He turned over and buried his face in the pillow.

In the sea of ​​spirit, Lu Mingze sat quietly, watching his brother.

His smile vanished.

"Brother," he whispered, "one day, I will make sure you are no longer alone."

Lu Mingfei did not hear those words.

He was already asleep, with a few tear stains still visible at the corners of his eyes.

The most insignificant loser at Shrek Academy had a very long dream.

In my dream, there was a woman who smiled and called him "Mingfei".

He chased after him, but he couldn't catch up no matter what he did.

Then he heard a voice—

"Brother, wake up. It's dawn."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, and the sunlight streaming in through the window made him squint.