Chapter 212: The Beauty Sick with Longing, Liu Erlong: Brock, the person I like is Luo Yu!_1

Blue Tyrant Academy, Headmaster's Office.

Huang Yuan stood respectfully to one side, gazing out the window.

There stood a tall beauty in a tight black leather outfit.

A strand of her lustrous black hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders.

Curved willow eyebrows, a pair of soul-capturing beautiful eyes, a high and refined nose, slightly rosy cheeks, cherry lips like dewdrops, and a melon-seed face as blooming and translucent as jade.

At this moment, the melancholy was apparent in her radiant eyes.

She pinched a piece of letter paper in her left hand and clenched a strand of fragrant, white and purple Narcissus-like Immortal Herb in her right hand.

Why is it that since we parted, your shadow has been lingering in my mind, impossible to dispel?

Where on earth are you, you rascal?

Could it be that the heavens have sent you to toy with my emotions?

With her beautiful eyes looking into the distance, she slowly exhaled.

"Huang Yuan, have you heard any news of Young Master Yu during this time?"

Huang Yuan shook his head, "No."

"Still no news, then..."

The beauty in front of him slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes growing more melancholic.

Huang Yuan saw a touch of sorrow hidden in the headmaster's beautiful eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of heartache and tried to offer comfort.

"Headmaster, don't be sad. Just because we haven't heard anything now doesn't mean we won't find out later. With Luo Yu's strength, he's bound to make a name for himself on the continent sooner or later."

Erlong said softly, "Huang Yuan, why didn't he say goodbye to me in person?"

Huang Yuan said, "Luo Yu has feelings for you, but you always mention that you have someone else in your heart. Maybe he left directly because he was heartbroken."

"Huang Yuan, are you saying that I did something wrong?"

Huang Yuan said, "I certainly don't presume to judge your affairs."

"But please don't blame me for speaking out of turn."

"That guy called Brock has kept you waiting for so many years without showing the slightest sense of a man's responsibility."

"I believe he can't compare with Luo Yu in terms of talent and strategy. He probably isn't even fit to carry Luo Yu's shoes."

"Why are you hung up on him!"

"Although Luo Yu hasn't spent a lot of time with us, his strength, talent, and character are all plainly evident."

"Headmaster, please heed my advice, someone like him is really not someone we should miss out on!"

Erlong laughed and scolded, "You little monkey, don't fret over my business."

Huang Yuan said, "You've been selflessly funding us commoner students for so many years, we've long come to see you as our dear sister, and of course, we can't bear to see you upset."

"Besides, Luo Yu truly is impeccable. If I were a woman, I'd want to marry him myself!"

Erlong said, "Look at the way you talk, you're practically praising him to the skies."

"I'm right though, aren't I? You know it in your heart," Huang Yuan blinked his eyes.

Erlong fell silent.

Scenes of her interactions with the man flashed through her mind.

From the time he saved them single-handedly from the Soul Burst Beast, to when she was bitten by a snake during her bath and he sucked out the poison for her.

Erlong's cheeks involuntarily grew warm as she recalled being seen completely naked by him.

The man indeed had a unique charm about him.

Strength and responsibility that Brock simply could not match.

Erlong then thought of Luo Yu's sudden departure, leaving behind just a letter and the Immortal Herbs.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

And a trace of resentment too.

If you truly liked me, why didn't you tell me to my face?

If you had only asked me a few more times, wouldn't I have agreed?

Now you've disappeared without a trace, leaving me worried sick.

Erlong felt a sense of desolation; having let Brock go, she now found herself pining for another man every day.

Is unrequited love all I'm fated for?

All these days of longing, Luo Yu's shadow in her mind had not only failed to fade but had grown deeper, increasingly unforgettable.

The seed of affection that Luo Yu had planted in her heart that day was fermenting, growing rapidly.

Suddenly, a voice strained with effort came from outside the window.

"Erlong, where are you? It's Brock, I'm back to find you."

The shouting continued relentlessly, and Liu Erlong was jolted to alertness.

"Brock?"

"Why has he come?"

...

On the training ground of Blue Tyrant Academy, Brock was screaming his lungs out.

His shouts attracted countless students of Blue Tyrant Academy, who gathered around, watching him from a distance and whispering amongst themselves.

"Who is Brock, have you guys heard of him?"

"I haven't."

"Neither have I."

"Where did this guy come from, he must be an idiot."

"I don't know if he's an idiot, but he sure looks a bit dumb."

Luo Yu and Bi Bidong, at this moment, led by the young gatekeeper, had just arrived at the training ground.

They happened to see Brock standing in the middle of the field, roaring his head off.

"How did this guy sneak in?" the young gatekeeper widened his eyes, intending to go over and drive Brock out.

But he was stopped by Luo Yu.

Luo Yu said, "No rush, let's just stand here quietly and watch."

"I want to see what kind of play he's going to perform today."

Luo Yu turned his head, "Dong'er, before I went to rescue you from the secret chamber, you knew this guy for a while, didn't you?"

Bi Bidong frowned deeply, "Don't mention it again; that was the most disgusting experience of my life."

"Thank goodness I had a phobia of dirt, I never let him touch me, or else I would've felt disgusted for a lifetime."

"Speaking of which, the woman he's looking for should be the same one you're looking for, right?"

"Hearing him shouting like that, aren't you eager to show yourself?"

A faint smile spread across Luo Yu's lips, "No hurry, let's first see what kind of attitude Liu Erlong has towards this guy."

Bi Bidong's lips curled up teasingly, "What if your woman runs off with him, won't you be disgusted to death?"

Luo Yu said, "Firstly, Liu Erlong isn't my woman yet."

"Secondly, whether or not she can become my woman depends on her attitude towards other men."

Bi Bidong laughed, "I believe that anyone who has seen your woman knows how to choose."

"It's a multiple-choice question even a fool would get right."

Luo Yu glanced sidelong, teasing, "So you chose me over him in the end."

Bi Bidong initially nodded, then her beautiful eyes widened in anger.

"You lousy man, you insulted me!"

Luo Yu spread his hands, "Who insulted you? Don't frame an innocent man."

"You called me a fool, don't think I didn't catch that!" Bi Bidong pouted, clearly annoyed.

Brock kept shouting, appearing adamant about not stopping until Liu Erlong showed up.

More and more students gathered around.

"The dean is here!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd quickly and automatically parted, forming a clear path.

A gorgeous and sexy leather-clad beauty with flowing black hair came striding over.

Brock cleared his throat, lifted his head, and swelled his chest, deliberately trying to exhibit his character.

In the focus of everyone's gaze, he walked briskly to the beautiful woman.

He opened his arms, revealing an embracing posture.

"Erlong, I'm back."

"After so many years, you've become even more beautiful."

Liu Erlong glanced at Brock's embrace, with no intention of stepping forward.

Her gaze was cold.

"What are you back here for?"