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On the training ground, the men in green robes crowded around the wooden tub containing "blood-activating soup" in a chaotic manner, waiting for the servants to serve each of them a bowl of "blood-activating soup".

Shen You, on the other hand, wasn't in a hurry to eat, but excitedly said to Aunt Dou:

"Auntie, I never expected to see you again in the inner courtyard!"

"You have no idea how badly they bullied me before you even arrived!"

"Everyone here, from top to bottom, young and old, doesn't like me! Luckily, you, auntie, stood up for me!"

Shen You was truly saddened.

In the vast Huangfeng Academy, from Huang Yaoshi to the white-robed senior brother, to the green-robed apprentices led by Shi Jie, everyone was working against him at every turn.

The only one on his side was Tian Yi'er, who never complained even when people called her a "good-for-nothing."

He truly felt that he was proceeding cautiously at every step, surrounded by enemies on all sides.

At this critical moment, Aunt Dou, who came to the rescue, was like a ray of light, instantly brightening his day.

When he looked at the apprentices in blue robes again, he felt a surge of pride and satisfaction. No one dared to raise their voice at him anymore!

"You brat!"

Aunt Dou said irritably, "How come you always cause trouble wherever you go? I knew your bad temper, which is why I came to Huangfeng Courtyard first thing this morning! Did Huang Yaoshi give you any trouble?"

When Huang Yaoshi was mentioned, Aunt Dou's expression became serious, and she looked at Shen You with concern in her small eyes.

Shen You felt a warmth in her heart: "Auntie, so you came all this way because you heard I was taken away by Huang Yaoshi..."

At this point, Shen You changed her mind and said, "But don't worry, although that old man took me away, he actually valued my talent and begged me to become his disciple. I felt sorry for him, so I had no choice but to agree."

"I'm highly regarded here now, and the old man even taught me his most secret martial arts skills. It's because of this that I've incurred the jealousy of these apprentices, which is why they've come to cause me trouble!"

With a few words, Shen You covered up the threat brought by Huang Yaoshi.

Shen You knew that the old lady was invincible against these apprentices. She could even force the senior brother Yao Shan back with a single slash, but she was almost killed by Huang Yaoshi with a single palm strike.

Therefore, there is no need to let the old lady know about Huang Yaoshi, and there is no need to make her worry about this matter.

Aunt Dou's brows remained furrowed: "Young man, Huang Yaoshi is not someone to be trifled with. Just because he's nice to you now doesn't mean he'll truly tolerate you. You must be careful while you're in Huangfeng Courtyard!"

"Auntie, I know! Old Huang is not someone to be trifled with, and I'm not necessarily someone to be trifled with either!" Shen You said confidently.

"You brat!" Aunt Dou shook her head, rolled her eyes at Shen You, "Still the same scoundrel!"

Seeing how energetic Shen You was, she didn't bother to interfere further and turned around to say:

"Come on, see what good things I've prepared for you."

She led Shen You to the back. Behind the servants who carried the wooden buckets, there were servants carrying exquisite bamboo baskets, where Shen You's food was kept.

"Auntie, your cooking must be delicious!"

Shen You knew the food was coming, so she followed the older woman with a grin. It's so nice to have someone looking out for you.

Suddenly, Shen You realized she seemed to have forgotten someone, and turned around to call out, "Xiao Tian, ​​come here too!"

"Huh? Me...me too...?" Tian Yi'er stood not far behind, pointing at herself in disbelief.

Shen You casually replied, "You're my little brother, so of course you'll get your share of any good food I have!"

"Thank you, Brother Shen!" Tian Yi'er immediately showed a grateful expression and bowed her head to thank Shen You.

Shen You smiled and happened to walk past the group of messy apprentices in blue robes who were receiving "blood-activating soup".

A thought struck him, and he shouted:

"You lot, don't you know how to line up to get a dose of 'blood-activating soup'? This is complete chaos, what kind of behavior is this!"

Shen You's voice was blunt, causing the apprentices in blue robes to turn around in surprise.

Someone was about to get angry when Aunt Dou turned around, frowning:

"He's right! You bunch of girls in blue robes, how can you not understand any manners! Even the outer courtyard's inner robes know to line up, but you don't?"

"Auntie, but..." someone said unwillingly.

Aunt Dou's face turned cold, and she shouted, "Everyone line up!"

Her voice boomed across the training ground like a bell, and everyone's expression changed instantly.

The apprentices in green robes fell silent, no longer daring to break the rules, and obediently lined up in front of the wooden tubs.

"This is more like it!"

Shen You sneered, glanced at the aggrieved apprentices in blue robes, and then turned her gaze to Song Zhiqing, who was standing to the side.

Feeling Shen You's provocative gaze, Song Zhiqing shook his head and gave a wry smile.

Seeing that his second senior brother was no longer pretending to lecture him, Shen You withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

Shen You followed Aunt Dou to the back, where Aunt Dou took a bamboo basket, opened it, and placed it in front of Shen You.

"Come on, look at these, do you like them?" Aunt Dou turned to look at Shen You, a smile on her face.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Shen You looked into the bamboo basket and was immediately dazzled by the sight.

……

In the dark room, a tall, thin figure, shirtless, lay prone on the ground in a scorpion-like pose, his waist trembling slightly.

His back was covered with crisscrossing scars, as shocking as centipedes, which continued to writhe as his back tightened.

His abdomen, close to the ground, swelled and then quickly contracted, producing a thunderous sound.

His arms were flat on the ground, and his arms were twisted strangely as if they had no bones.

His legs were also pressed tightly against the ground, slowly sliding along. Although there were no big movements, it gave people an eerie feeling that he was about to leap out at any moment.

He lay there on the ground, looking strangely agitated, gritting his teeth, sweating profusely, his face flushed red, as if he were practicing some extremely difficult martial art.

Sweat dripped down his chin and onto the ground, forming a large puddle.

His eyes were bloodshot, and under extreme pressure, he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment. But he still struggled to hold on.

"That's about it."

Ahead, Huang Yaoshi sat on a high ebony chair and spoke calmly.

The tall, thin figure, as if granted a pardon, collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, so exhausted that he seemed unable to move even a finger.

"Rusong, go outside and bring the food in. Also, invite your two senior brothers over; it's time to eat."

Huang Yaoshi calmly gave the instructions.

The tall, thin figure trembled, took a few desperate breaths, and slowly got up from the ground.

He moved with difficulty, picked up a white garment from the side, and slowly put it on.

Vibrant crimson blood seeped from the wounds on his back, soaking through his white robes. He swayed precariously and bowed respectfully to Huang Yaoshi.

"Yes, Master."

He slowly turned around and walked outside.

He pushed open a door, and the morning sunlight finally fell on him.

His face was deathly pale, with an indifference as if in death. He was none other than Zhu Rusong, the third senior brother of Huangfeng Academy.