108: Chapter 108 Brother, are we friends?

After bathing and changing, Tang Long went to the library as usual.

Regarding this sudden incident, he estimated that there wouldn't be major problems; pulling students onto city defense was likely just to let them see the world and toughen up.

Not long after, Miao Manman arrived.

Tang Long gave her the Open-Ring Forbidden Method as agreed, then picked up some books to read nearby.

From start to finish, neither spoke, sharing a faint tacit understanding.

But before long, Lu Xiaohu ran in flustered. Seeing Miao Manman there, he looked very surprised.

"Vice President, why are you here too?"

Miao Manman glanced at him, "Just pretend I'm not here."

Tang Long asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. Just..." Lu Xiaohu looked at Miao Manman again, "With such a terrifying Beast Tide, I'm worried about Grandpa. I wanted to ask Brother Tang if there's any way."

"Oh."

Tang Long thought carefully, then immediately took out his phone and sent a message to Lv Yang.

Originally, he didn't want to owe Lv Yang a favor, but given the current situation, Lu Pingan was indeed in great danger in the wild, so he had to use it.

After sending Lu Pingan's name and characteristics, a reply came quickly.

Tang Long then told Lu Xiaohu, "I've already asked someone to look for him. As long as he's still alive, there should be news soon."

Before Lu Xiaohu could speak, Qin Bing rushed in from the door.

"Tang Long! Have you heard?"

"Eh? Miao... Vice President, why are you...?"

This time Miao Manman looked up, looking at Qin Bing and then Lu Xiaohu with a bit of confusion.

"And you?"

Qin Bing coughed lightly, "It's good you're here. I was just about to introduce you. This student Tang Long is outstanding in the first stage of Qi Manipulation. I want to recommend him to join the White Clothing Society."

Miao Manman looked at Tang Long carefully again, then shook her head, "No need to lie. If you have secrets to discuss, I can step away."

Tang Long laughed, "No need. What secrets could we have? Old Qin, just say it, don't be so mysterious."

"Uh... well... the company just called me. They want to buy Tai Chi. Are we selling?"

"What's the price?"

"A one-time buyout for three hundred thousand."

"Are they crazy from poverty? Tell them it's not for sale."

"Old Tang, you ask for the sky and settle on the ground; refusing directly will offend people."

"Just refuse directly." Tang Long waved his hand, "Later we'll start a class on campus. If they want to learn, tell them to send people to sign up."

Qin Bing's eyes widened, "Start a class on campus?"

"Just an after-school tutoring class. You and Xiaohu, two members of the White Clothing Society, will personally guide combat practice and teach Tai Chi."

"But the lowest instructors in outside Martial Arts Halls are seventh stage. With our level... will people accept it?"

"Upper Realm charges are expensive too. Hundreds or even thousands of dollars for one lesson—it's a total rip-off. If we set ours lower, there will definitely be a market. It's much more than you earn at the Arena."

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Qin Bing's face full of disbelief, Tang Long chuckled.

"My brain has been a bit slow these past few days; I actually didn't think of this."

"None of the Martial Arts Halls in the three streets outside have gone bankrupt, yet I forgot about the education industry cake."

"A waterfront pavilion gets the moonlight first. Their ads can't get in here, but we can promote nearby. Look at my pig brain; with such an advantage, why worry about money?"

Tang Long laughed more and more happily as he spoke, but the other three were completely bewildered.

What was he saying?

What cake? What pavilion, what moon?

Why did he look like he had already made a fortune?

If his is a pig brain, then since I can't understand this at all, what does that make mine?

"Don't just stand there dazed. Go to the Printing Office now. I'll send you a draft. Print ten thousand copies first. Then go to every class and hand them out. Everyone gets one!"

Tang Long immediately started editing the draft on his phone. Qin Bing and Lu Xiaohu looked at each other and could only go and do it.

Until quite a while after they left, and Tang Long had finished editing the draft, Miao Manman still looked at him with a strange expression.

Because she felt...

How could her own White Clothing Society members be completely at Tang Long's beck and call, yet when it came to her... to say ignored was a bit much, but there was certainly some slighting.

"Why are you looking at me?" Tang Long asked, meeting her gaze.

"It's nothing." Miao Manman shook her head and continued to focus on her book.

The library fell into silence again.

However, this silence only lasted a short while.

A few minutes later, another person pushed the door open. Tang Long looked up and saw it was actually Mad Dog.

"Brother Dog? Why are you here?"

Mad Dog was also happy to see him, "What a coincidence that you're here too."

"Coincidence? You didn't come for me?"

Mad Dog and Tang Long's gazes both turned to Miao Manman. Mad Dog looked at her carefully and couldn't help but nod repeatedly.

"Indeed a good seedling, no wonder. Someone asked me to bring this book for you to read. Read it right here in front of me, and I'll take it away once you've memorized it."

Now Miao Manman faced a problem.

Although her talent was extraordinary and her memory superb...

Even if a cultivation method wasn't thick, it would still be around a hundred thousand words.

She had originally told Tang Long she'd finish memorizing in two hours, but now, not only had she been interrupted twice, but another book had arrived.

If she concentrated and rushed, she might be able to memorize ninety percent by rote.

But with cultivation methods, a single wrong word could cause major problems, let alone these two which were both very profound and dangerous.

Tang Long saw Miao Manman's predicament and immediately said, "Student Miao, Brother Dog is quite busy. Memorize his book first. My time is more flexible; you can look at mine later."

Miao Manman frowned but immediately put down the Open-Ring Forbidden Method to look at the other one.

Mad Dog was very surprised, "You have a book for her to memorize too?"

Tang Long nodded with a chuckle.

Mad Dog stroked his chin and asked softly, "What book is yours?"

"Brother Dog, you're a bit gossipy. Do you dare to say what yours is?"

"Why wouldn't I? But... I'm afraid... never mind, I won't look for trouble."

"Hahaha! So you have things you're afraid of too. I thought your courage was no smaller than mine."

"Tch, then you say, what book is yours!"

"Mine is the Open-Ring Forbidden Method. Your turn!"

"Shit!"

Mad Dog's face turned a bit red. He gritted his teeth, "Brother, keep it a secret. This one of mine is called the Seven Kills Art."

"Seven Kills Art? Sounds pretty fierce."

"Of course. This is a cultivation method born specifically for slaughter."

"Do you know it?"

"I tried it back then, but didn't succeed."

"Even you couldn't master it?"

Mad Dog squeezed out a silent bitter smile, "Practicing this method makes it easy for the Heart of Slaughter to consume one's sanity. A few people have mastered the Open-Ring Forbidden Method, but the Seven Kills Art... currently, only one person in Song City has mastered it."

"Who?"

Mad Dog immediately shook his head, "I can't say."

Tang Long didn't push him, "Come, let's have tea over here."

Going to a table slightly further away, Tang Long put tea leaves into a small copper pot and poured in raw water.

Mad Dog chuckled, "Making cold tea? Might as well just drink water."

"Don't be in a hurry." As he spoke, Tang Long balanced the copper pot on his finger, and a flame suddenly shot up from his palm, beginning to heat the bottom of the pot.

Seeing this, Mad Dog couldn't help but ask in shock, "You've mastered the Open-Ring Forbidden Method too?"

"Haha, gave you a scare, didn't I!" Tang Long was triumphant and beaming.

Mad Dog looked at the flame in his palm and asked in a deep voice, "When did this happen?"

"Last night."

"How long did you practice?"

"Just last night. I just got it last night; it probably took an hour or so."

"Mastered it in an hour? Faster than that person. No, this isn't just fast anymore; it's far beyond."

Mad Dog was dazed for a moment.

Tang Long didn't show off any further. Until the tea boiled, he slowly poured two cups.

"Brother Dog, have some tea."

Mad Dog then snapped back to his senses and grabbed his wrist.

"Brother, are we friends?"