Chapter 142: Yu Xiaogang is Elated, Surrounded by Women to Welcome His Return!_1
Flander's hangover receded significantly, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"Brock... what did you just say? I don't think I heard clearly!"
Yu Xiaogang sipped his drink unruffled.
The strong liquor slid down his throat, revealing an extremely content expression.
"You mentioned someone named Luo Yu, right? I can consider taking him as a disciple, but tomorrow I need to first test his character, to see if he respects and values his teachers."
Flander's face turned green. He hadn't even eaten that many peanuts.
How could he get so drunk?
"Brock, just listen to old Flander's advice."
"The waters here are too deep. Don't get involved; Luo Yu isn't someone you can teach."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately flared up.
"Bang!"
His hand slammed on the table, causing the bottles to shake.
"Flander, are you looking down on me, Yu Xiaogang?"
"I'm not looking down on you, it's just that you really can't teach Luo Yu."
"Can't teach? What makes him unteachable? There isn't a student in Soul Land that I, Yu Xiaogang, cannot teach!"
Yu Xiaogang's face reddened from the alcohol, his stubble exuding the scent of liquor.
"If this kid had his own power or background, would he come to your Shrek?"
"Since he has no background and no power, then I, Yu Xiaogang, am the most suitable person to be his teacher."
"If he is fortunate enough to receive my guidance, his abilities can certainly reach a new level."
Flander shook his head and sighed, "Brock, give up these thoughts. I can say with one hundred percent certainty that he will definitely not accept you as his teacher. Just don't humiliate yourself..."
He didn't finish his sentence, as the rest was too harsh to say.
"Ha?"
Yu Xiaogang's face bore a humorous expression.
"He won't accept me as his teacher?"
"Old Flander, you're really underestimating my reputation as a theory master. Dare to make a bet with me?"
"Bet on what?"
"Bet that he will obediently become my disciple."
Flander shook his head, "Brock, forget it. You won't succeed, don't waste your energy."
"Why wouldn't I succeed?" Yu Xiaogang said confidently, "Just wait and see tomorrow."
"I have experience with subduing genius youths like that. Just identify their knowledge blind spots, give them some guidance, and they will immediately idolize you, respect you."
Flander's face showed difficulty, "Luo Yu is really different from the others, not at all the ordinary genius you're imagining. Your tricks won't work on him. Don't provoke him."
"Oh?"
Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow.
"Hearing you say that, I find it even more intriguing. I wouldn't even take rubbish, let alone anything else. Tomorrow, just wait and watch my performance."
Performance, performance my der!
Flander's face turned even greener.
He really wanted to ask Yu Xiaogang if he knew his own limits.
Where does the confidence come from to teach Luo Yu, a terrifyingly talented individual of that caliber?
Yu Xiaogang stood up and stretched lazily.
"Old Flander, I planned to drink heartily with you tonight, but since I've decided to subdue that kid tomorrow, I need to go back and marshal my energies tonight to ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Tomorrow, you just need to be in charge of watching."
"Bang!"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who left with confidence and without giving a chance for further discussion.
Flander shook his head, let out a long sigh and lamented, "Good words can't persuade a death-seeking ghost, impossible to stop."
Then, he took a big gulp of liquor and started to mutter to himself in melancholy.
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"Erlong, why did you take a fancy to him?"
"Why won't you consider me."
...
The next morning.
Sunlight streamed in through the window into the cottage.
Two sexy and stunning beauties with satisfied expressions cuddled intimately with the same man, still immersed in their dreams without waking up — it seemed they had been exhausted the night before.
Luo Yu felt his breathing was a bit difficult.
He had actually been awakened by the stuffiness.
When he opened his eyes, the face wash was right in front of him.
Two snow-white and slender beautiful legs were on his heavy stomach, and Zhu Zhuyun's delicate jade arms were tightly wrapped around his neck.
The Zhu Zhuqing sisters flanked Luo Yu tightly on either side.
Luo Yu looked at the Zhu Zhuqing, who had her eyes closed and looked just like a porcelain doll, and couldn't help but lean over and gently kiss her lips — then he gave Zhu Zhuyun next to her a peck as well.
He was fair and did not favor one over the other.
Luo Yu did not wake the two women but gently moved the snow-white beautiful legs off his stomach and walked toward the door.
"Brother Yu, where are you going~"
A lazy voice like a kitten's came from behind, and Luo Yu turned to look back.
The sisters had already woken up, lying on the bed, fluttering their beautiful eyes as they looked at him.
Luo Yu said, "You two rest a bit longer, we'll go out later."
"Xiaowu and the others don't even know I'm back yet, if they knew I visited you two first, they would tear me to pieces."
"Alright," they replied.
The sisters understood the situation and merely pursed their red lips.
Indicating they would get dressed and follow shortly after.
...
After leaving the Zhu Zhuqing sisters' room, Luo Yu headed straight for the Shrek cafeteria.
It quickly caused a sensation, and a crowd of girls swarmed around him when they heard the news.
Xiaowu was wearing silver liquid silk stockings today, her jade feet in exquisite crystal heels, her long ponytail fluttering in the wind, emitting an aura of purity and liveliness.
Ye Lingling was dressed in a white dress purer than snow, her gentle beauty soft as a peacefully beautiful girl from a book, a refreshingly enchanting air surrounding her as she tenderly gazed at Luo Yu.
Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, wore an indigo miniskirt, revealing two straight, round, and fair legs, with short white silk stockings that were both pure and enchanting, exuding the temperament of an elegant princess.
Yet a hint of grievance lingered in her eyes since Luo Yu had just claimed her before slipping away.
The young ladies were united in their resentment, pouting with red lips as they faced Luo Yu.
They complained about how he left so abruptly the last time.
Xiaowu questioned, "Brother Yu, why didn't you let us know in advance when you came back!"
Unabashed, Luo Yu explained, "I've just returned and haven't gotten the chance to tell you."
"Hehe, as long as you're back," Xiaowu said with a smile.
Seeing Ning Rongrong's eyes filled with reproach, Luo Yu said, "I came back with a bit of a catch this time, I've brought gifts for all of you."
"Gifts, what gifts?" Xiaowu's eyes gleamed.
A Wu and Ye Lingling, dressed in palace attire, looked on curiously.
Ning Rongrong scoffed, "I could hardly care less about gifts, just don't slink off without a word this time."
Luo Yu laughed, "You really don't want a gift?"
"I don't..."
Before Ning Rongrong could finish her sentence, a middle-aged man with stubble walked in from outside.
He walked straight over, the corners of his mouth curling up with faint confidence.
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Luo Yu."
Luo Yu frowned, "And you are?"
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