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Watching Wei Lin leave, Raging Bear couldn't help but mutter.

"Brother Shan, is this Young Master Wei mentally ill?"

Fei Shan smiled. "He's a young master from a prominent family; he doesn't know any better."

"Then, are we going to do what he asked?"

"Of course we have to. We're the ones who handle the Wei Family's dirty work, so how can we ignore Young Master Wei's orders? However, we can't have our own people do it. Find someone from the black market to handle it."

"Aren't you afraid of offending Miss Shang?"

Fei Shan's smile broadened. "It's Young Master Wei who wants to kill her toy; what does that have to do with me? He said he'd take responsibility if anything happens. We're even getting a stumbling block out of the way. Isn't that great?"

Raging Bear suddenly understood. "Brother Shan, you're brilliant."

Fei Shan picked up the card on the table and sighed. "Unfortunately, this Young Master Wei can't handle anything at all. Pick a time tomorrow to return this card to Deputy Director Wei."

"Not too early, and not too late."

"Ideally, let him and Miss Shang receive the news at the same time."

Raging Bear left excitedly with a smile, while Fei Shan stood up and walked to a nearby wall. After gently sliding a brick aside, a circular button was revealed.

He pressed it, and a section of the wall slid inward to form a trapdoor, revealing a secret room behind it.

Inside the secret room, on the transparent shelves to the left, were rows upon rows of various Spirit Stones. In front of him were stacks of cash as high as a man. On the other side, various rare and precious items were displayed.

Fei Shan took down a simple, ancient small porcelain jar. He opened it, glanced at the emerald green light inside, and then let out a long sigh.

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Shang Yuqing was startled awake by a loud bang.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd slept so deeply. Thinking back to last night's absurdity, she even suspected she was hallucinating.

But that little man was indeed different from anyone else.

There was a sense of closeness about him that was hard to refuse.

It was as if no matter how wretched or shameless the words coming out of his mouth were, they sounded so candid and weren't lewd at all.

He actually said that the nickname Tie Pao wasn't originally chosen for the fighting ring.

It seemed he really wasn't bragging.

But...

"What are you doing? Are you tearing the house down this early in the morning?"

The sound of running water came from the bathroom again, and then Tang Long ran out soaking wet and hurriedly put on his clothes.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm almost late for school. You can go back to sleep, don't mind me."

"By the way, regarding the twenty thousand from last night, I took it all from your wallet."

"Call me if anything comes up."

Shang Yuqing's face twitched uncontrollably, and the small amount of beauty she had just gathered in her heart shattered into pieces. She watched as Tang Long swiped the half-pack of cigarettes from the bedside table and left without looking back.

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Tang Long entered the classroom just as the bell rang, looking refreshed.

He'd given Old Man Lyu face, Miss Shang was satisfied, he'd had a rare moment of relaxation, and he'd made a small profit on the side. It was a triple win.

However, he keenly noticed that as soon as he entered, Wei Lin was staring at him with a strange look.

It was complex, like a mix of jealousy, disgust, and contempt, along with a hint of malicious joy.

Of course, Young Master Wei had shown similar emotions before, but it was rare for him to be so undisguised about it.

Tang Long didn't take this useless playboy seriously and went straight to his seat. Then, he was surprised to find that Jiang Xiaolan wasn't there.

He asked Sun Jian next to him, "Why isn't the class monitor here?"

Sun Jian shook his head. "I'm wondering too. I've never seen her late or skip class."

Tang Long didn't ask further. He took out his spirit incense and prepared for his Breathing Technique. If he made good use of his time today, Barbarian Blood should be able to reach Level 8.

At that moment, Sun Jian whispered again, "Old Tang, the way Wei Lin is looking at you isn't right. How did you provoke him this time?"

"How should I know?"

"Fine, if you don't want to say, but be careful. I feel like he might play dirty."

"Okay, thanks."

Although Tang Long didn't think Wei Lin could pose any real threat to him, he never underestimated any enemy. He handed Sun Jian a Spirit Cigarette.

"If you get the chance, help me figure out what he's up to."

Sun Jian took the cigarette, his eyes immediately lighting up, and he nodded happily.

Today, only the first Breathing Technique class was relatively important. When the bell rang, Tang Long packed up a bit and prepared to go to the library.

Just then, Jiang Xiaolan rushed into the classroom in a hurry.

She spotted Tang Long's seat and quickly walked over.

"Madam Class Monitor, why the rush?"

Jiang Xiaolan directly pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him. "No time for jokes. This is the data on the seed players from the Sangyu delegation. Take a look."

Tang Long took it and couldn't help but let out a "Whoa!"

"First-year group, Zhu Le, Stage 4 Hetero-blood Species."

"Second-year group, Zhao Junji, Stage 5 Wood Spirit Body, known as the Undying Body?"

"Third-year group, Guan Guo, Stage 7 Dual Spirit Body..."

"That's it? You skipped a class just to get this?"

Jiang Xiaolan was anxious. "Isn't this important? The strength of the players in each of their groups far exceeds what is expected for their grade."

"In our school, Stage 4 is the standard for early admission to higher academies, and Stage 7 is enough to graduate from one."

"This isn't some study exchange at all; they want to ruthlessly trample us under their feet."

"Tang Long, facing a Stage 4, what are your chances of winning?"

What are my chances against a Stage 4?

Setting everything else aside, after Barbarian Blood hits Level 8 today, could these three little kids on paper even take one punch from me combined?

By the time they arrive, Barbarian Blood might even be maxed out. You're actually asking me about my chances?

Regarding this question, Tang Long had to work hard to keep from laughing.

Before he could answer, Wei Lin's voice drifted over.

"Naturally, he has zero chance. Even if he had some skill before, he's probably wasted it all on a woman. By the time the Sangyu delegation arrives, he'll probably be squeezed dry."

Jiang Xiaolan snapped her head around. "Wei Lin, what nonsense are you talking!"

"Nonsense? Ask Tang Long yourself if he spent the night with Shang Yuqing. As for who Shang Yuqing is and what happens to those who get involved with her, I don't think I need to explain that, do I?"

Jiang Xiaolan looked on in disbelief and turned to stare at Tang Long.

"Is what he said... true?"

Tang Long chuckled. "It seems Deputy Class Monitor Wei is quite concerned about my private life. That's right, it happened. I even took twenty thousand from her. So what?"

Wei Lin couldn't help but laugh loudly, and the surrounding students also cast looks of disdain.

Jiang Xiaolan's face turned pale, and her lips trembled.

"You... you really have no self-respect! That woman is a famously low-class slut in Song City, and you actually... actually... she's already destroyed so many people, do you know that? You must break off contact with her immediately and never see her again!"

"Madam Class Monitor, you're overstepping. I'll leave it at this: if you believe in me, our agreement still stands. If you don't, then suit yourself..."

After saying that, Tang Long stood up and walked away.

After he left the room, the class erupted into a frenzy.

"Holy crap! That is freaking explosive!"

"Did you hear what he just said? He actually took twenty thousand from her!"

"As expected of a beast from the wilderness, he's a total animal."

"You have to admire how he can talk about selling himself so righteously."

"I'm impressed! Totally impressed! That skin of his is as thick as a city wall!"

"Don't even say that; you might not even be able to sell yourself for that price!"

"What an eye-opener. Our Class 9 is full of talents."

"Xiao Lan, now you know you misjudged him, right?"

"Get out! All of you, get out!"