372: Bring a knife

Today, the sun shone brightly.

Xiao Fan was still watching comedy shows at home, but what annoyed him most about these shows was their inexplicable thematic elevation at the end.

And!

They even tried to ride on his popularity!

Things like holding hands and bowing to thank Yuan Emperor, speaking with tears streaming down their Faces.

Xiao Fan was utterly speechless, even feeling a surge of impulse to curse!

He was speechless, he wasn't dead yet!

At this moment, Liu Yuan returned.

He was covered in sweat, carrying ingredients for dinner. After wiping off his sweat, he hurriedly went to take a shower and then came out to cook.

Xiao Fan glanced at him, and his Kong Wu Realm clearly sensed that this child's emotions were very low at the moment.

He didn't ask.

He continued to switch to another comedy show.

Dinner was a seafood feast, because in Tianhe Pass, seafood was the cheapest thing, but it was indeed delicious.

Xiao Fan habitually complained a bit, commenting on how terrible today's dishes were, then asked, "What does your Green Training Camp teach you?"

Liu Yuan lowered his head, eating his food, shaking his head, unwilling to speak, like a loser buried in shadows.

Xiao Fan frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"Did you just cry?"

"No... no." Liu Yuan quickly shook his head.

"These dishes are so salty, someone who didn't know would think you stir-fried the octopus with seawater!" After scolding him, Xiao Fan said, "What exactly happened in the Green Training Camp?"

Liu Yuan's body trembled slightly, but he shook his head and said, "Nothing, really nothing."

Xiao Fan's brows furrowed into a 'chuan' character, his Face full of impatience, and he snorted coldly, "If I tell you to speak, then speak! Why are you so wishy-washy!"

He already had an imposing aura, and with this attitude, Liu Yuan instantly panicked.

Liu Yuan then whispered, "Today was the first day, mainly class assignments. I was assigned to Class 2 and am now the Third Squad Leader of Class 2."

"Third Squad Leader? Is someone below you not convinced?" Xiao Fan asked.

Liu Yuan lowered his head and said, "No, after the class assignments, we got to know our classmates, and the instructor gave us some information about the battlefield to study when we went back."

"Then tomorrow, formal training begins."

"And then?" Xiao Fan asked while eating seasonal vegetables.

Liu Yuan's voice was low as he continued, "At that time, the people from Class 3 came over."

"Their Third Squad Leader was unhappy with the class ranking and said they should be Class 2, and I should go to Class 3, so... he wanted to fight me."

Xiao Fan nodded, picked up a piece of stir-fried octopus, and said indifferently, "Then you lost?"

"Then that Third Squad Leader of Class 3 mocked you all?"

"Saying that Class 2 was full of trash?"

"And then you cried?"

"Is that right?"

Hearing this, Liu Yuan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes again, finally nodding with a sob.

Xiao Fan was expressionless, not mocking him.

As a Third Squad Leader, as the leader of a class, being beaten down by the Third Squad Leader of another class, and being mocked, and not just himself but his entire class, and he was powerless, only able to escape under the disappointed gazes of his classmates.

This feeling was indeed very uncomfortable.

Xiao Fan continued, "Think about it, if it were the Xiao Fan you admire, what would he do?"

"Would he cry?"

This sentence seemed to completely step on Liu Yuan's dignity. His tear ducts completely broke, and he cried until he sobbed.

He said tremblingly, "Yes!"

"If it were Yuan Emperor, he definitely wouldn't cry, he would fight back."

"But I'm not Yuan Emperor."

"I can't win!"

"I suddenly realized! I am really far from the hero in my heart, so far I can't even see him!"

"I seem... to never be able to become a great person like him."

This was the reason for Liu Yuan's breakdown.

He came to the front line with a passion and yearning for Xiao Fan, wanting to become a great person like him.

But he suddenly realized that this was impossible...

The distance between dreams and reality was despairingly far.

He was not an unyielding strong person.

He was just a mediocre and incompetent good-for-nothing.

The rest of the dinner was silent.

Liu Yuan's mood gradually returned to normal.

By the time Xiao Fan finished his meal unhurriedly and Liu Yuan finished washing the dishes, it was already very, very late.

At this moment, Xiao Fan, lying on the sofa, suddenly asked, "Today, the people from Class 3 beat you. Did your instructor say anything?"

Liu Yuan said dejectedly, "The instructor said... on the front line, you have to earn your own Face, and pick up your own dignity."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said, "Then do you want to reclaim your dignity?"

Hearing this, Liu Yuan clenched his fists. He knew the old man was about to start teaching him.

He suddenly looked up and said through gritted teeth, "My own dignity doesn't matter at all!"

"But I don't want our classmates to be mocked because of me!"

His words were very impassioned.

But Xiao Fan scoffed disdainfully and said, "Good."

"Now go get a knife."

"Ah?" Liu Yuan was stunned.

"Don't you want to reclaim the class's dignity? Why are you frozen?" Xiao Fan repeated calmly.

"I... I don't... have a knife on me." Liu Yuan stammered.

Xiao Fan said impatiently, "Aren't there many kitchen knives in the kitchen?"

"Get one out!"

"Oh... oh..." Liu Yuan nodded hurriedly and did as he was told.

He stood awkwardly in front of Xiao Fan, holding the kitchen knife, feeling a bit lost.

At this moment, Xiao Fan said again, "Now, find out where that Third Squad Leader lives."

"Ah?" Liu Yuan was truly bewildered.

He hadn't expected things to develop this way.

He just wanted to reclaim his dignity, but the old man... was he telling him to go stab someone in the middle of the night?

As a well-behaved student from an academy, he had never experienced anything so crazy.

He instinctively felt a bit afraid: "This... isn't good, is it?"

Xiao Fan cursed, "So much nonsense! Now, pick up your phone, find your class group, and figure out how to find that Third Squad Leader's residence!"

"Is this difficult!?

"Ah... okay, okay, okay." Liu Yuan nodded quickly, picked up his phone, and searched rapidly.

After searching for about half an hour, he finally confirmed the exact location.

Xiao Fan nodded, and his Storage Ring flashed, revealing two ancestral black robes. He threw one onto Liu Yuan.

"Put it on."

Liu Yuan dared not ask more, humbly complied, and then followed behind Xiao Fan, leaving the house on this quiet night.

After walking just ten steps out the door, Xiao Fan suddenly stopped beside a manhole cover and then lifted it.

Liu Yuan was bewildered again.

He had never seen such a thing in his life.

What was he doing lifting a manhole cover in the middle of the night?

A foul stench assaulted him, and Liu Yuan quickly covered his nose.

Below, Xiao Fan frowned and said, "What are you still standing up there for? Come down! Are you afraid the patrol team won't notice you lifting a manhole cover in the middle of the night?"

Liu Yuan dared not say anything more and immediately jumped down.

He covered his Face, enduring the various disgusting smells in the sewer, and felt the strong wind coming from the ventilation shaft.

At this moment.

He felt the world was incredibly vast and quiet.

He could go to every corner of this city.

A strange sense of freedom suddenly emerged in this somewhat uncomfortable state.

At this moment.

Xiao Fan, standing in front, his Storage Ring flashed, and a map of Tianhe Pass's sewers appeared.

He handed it to Liu Yuan and said indifferently, "Look at it yourself, which path leads to that Third Squad Leader's house. Once you confirm the direction, walk there."