Chapter 4, The Master

Old Master glanced at him: "What you call mischief... is just a little bit of it. And also, what do you mean by saying you were not raised by your parents? Don't make yourself sound like an orphan. Back in the day, I was fooled by you. Which orphan lives in a luxurious villa of over 700 square meters with a yard of an acre?"

If it weren't for looking so much like his mother, Song Yue would even doubt that he was her biological child

His fierce-looking wife smiled brightly upon seeing Song Yue, her face filled with joy, and gently said: "Don't listen to him, he doesn't care, the master will go find you!"

Glancing at the disdainful Qianxue, Wenrou thought: In the entire cultivation academy, the only one who could probably make Brother Song Yue feel apprehensive is Sister Xue, right? No, that's not it; it's not apprehensive, it should be admiration!

At the training academy, everyone initially felt very happy, having vented their frustrations

Handsome and refined, exuding an air of scholarly elegance

A group of elite martial artists arrived with an air of arrogance, only to leave in a state of dishevelment and defeat

As soon as he exited the school gate, he threw that pair of slippers into the trash can

Indeed, the Master is not old

Whether practitioners of magical arts or martial artists honing their skills, even geniuses require diligence and hard work; no one achieves mastery solely through impartation of knowledge.

At this moment, the master's wife brought a large basin of meat with pointed ends from the kitchen, steam rising and a rich aroma wafting through the air

The Master looked at him calmly and said: "Is it the inevitability of fate? Song Yue, you should have some self-respect"

Even during the sparring session with Song Yue, she understood that the other party was somewhat accommodating towards her

What is good about being a warrior

A piece stained with that boy's blood, it is foul and disgusting

Looking at a group of teachers and students from the cultivation academy: "They were all beaten at their doorstep, the low-level ones are nothing at all, getting beaten to a pulp; the high-level ones are even worse off, what nonsense about high-level cultivators not being able to act recklessly?"

Why is my home not like that

The young Song Yue patted his chest and said, "Otherwise, I won't go home!"

I had just taken a shower when I received a call from my teacher's wife, asking me to come over to their house for dinner

The young girl had not yet had the chance to thank Song Yue when she realized he had already walked far away

The meals at the teacher's family are excellent; if it weren't for the concern of upsetting the housekeeper, he would go there every day

Therefore, Master, could you help me find some advanced martial arts techniques? My parents are too unreliable; the ones they find are all inferior products. Not only do they spend a lot of money, but they are also constantly deceived. The key is that I feel embarrassed to tell them, lest they lose face and the dignity and joy of being parents.

His brother asked, "What else?"

The injury on the face looks frightening, but it is not serious. The key point is that initial kick; the opponent appears to be nonchalant, but in reality, they are genuinely angry.

But soon they could no longer laugh

The reason he does not return home is that before he left, he had made a bold declaration to his ten years older brother—"Song Chao, listen to me, one day, I will bring you down!"

Qian Qianxue looked at the gentle figures of the group, then glanced towards the school gate where Song Yue had long since disappeared. She pursed her lips and murmured softly, "You are the foolish one; Wenrou likes you so much, and you won't take advantage of such a good opportunity! So stupid! Clumsy as a novice!"

No! I did not!" Song Yue vehemently denied.

However, with this method in place, Song Yue faced the little troublemakers in the cultivation academy with almost unfailing success

At a glance, it is ten years!

Because I was mocked by Song Yue again

She is not unaware that it would be no problem for her to use her martial skills to deal with that group of people, but aside from having taught Song Yue a lesson once, she has never fought with anyone, and her combat experience is not that rich

After having lunch, Song Yue spent the entire afternoon practicing the Plum Blossom Poles in a corner of the yard. The footwork he is currently learning has a rather clichéd name, called "Phantom Tracery Steps," which often appears in various martial arts novels and films.

You are full of knowledge, can't you be less annoying? Is pursuing knowledge not better than fighting and killing?

The other one should accompany it in burial as well, to be a pair of shoes for a lifetime.

It was already past mealtime, and Song Yue was not in a very pleasant mood

Isn't it said that the younger ones are more favored

The young and unruly Song Yue is quite an oddity, and his parents are equally peculiar. They have truly left him here, although his mother occasionally comes by and often video calls him, she indeed allows him to grow wild in this environment.

Then she couldn't help but chuckle at the scene where Song Yue slapped that young man's face with a slipper

Qian Xue, do not pretend that nothing is wrong, I am talking about you. Why didn't you take action just now

Thinking to herself, she gently took out her phone and quietly sent a message to Song Yue: "Brother, I'll call Sister Xue later, shall we have a meal together?"

Many of the martial arts techniques practiced by Song Yuehui were taught by the master’s wife

Ultimately, in the face of such an occasion, she still felt a bit shy, but this reason was not something she could share with others, as it would be rather embarrassing

From the small lecture hall of the Master, I listened all the way to his home

If it were to be a head-on confrontation like today, she might not be able to win

Just kidding

At that time, seeing your dirty and miserable appearance, I was moved by compassion and took in you, this unruly little creature. Now I still have to help you find more advanced martial arts techniques, no matter what!

Why was there no trace at all before?

The master was accustomed to such scenes and did not take it seriously. He turned around, took a bottle of white liquor from the cabinet, poured a glass for himself, and then poured a glass for his wife and Song Yue each.

At that time, a gentleman who appeared to be in his forties, handsome and refined, noticed him and directly asked if he would like to come in and attend the class. He replied that he would not pay any money, to which the gentleman responded that no payment was required. Thus, he entered to listen to the lecture

Then he turned to the old master and said: "At that time, I was still young, without parental guidance, and a bit unruly..."

Impressive, go find the master’s wife to reason with her

However, Meng Xudong still remembered Song Yue's appearance and secretly took a photo.

Who would write their innermost thoughts in a diary

He grinned and said, "It's still good to have the teacher's wife!"

This was a time when he, in a moment of great benevolence, did not seek trouble at the training academy, and Qian Qianxue casually tossed it to him

In such a large school, known as the cradle of practitioners, I see that you are indeed like babies waiting to be fed in a cradle, just watching helplessly as a young girl is bullied

Once, out of sheer boredom, I decided to translate it for a casual read, only to immediately regret it on the spot

A contemporary sage like Confucius would not act out of consideration for anyone's face.

Qian Xue's face grew darker, and she looked at Song Yue with an unfriendly gaze: "Yes, why did I forget the rules when I was hitting you?"

At first, Song Yue did not take it seriously at all, thinking to himself, what is this thing, with such a clichéd name

Thus, the Master is indeed not related to his parents

Such a person should be able to be brought into the elite martial arts school, and then we can combine our strengths together!

After preparing to return, have someone thoroughly investigate when such a person emerged in Hangzhou

Remembering the first meeting of the two, it was a warm and sunny afternoon, and he sat quietly by the window of the academy, listening to the teacher inside giving a lecture

It has been ten years, yet I still look to be in my forties

He never considers himself a disciple, yet he refers to the long-unseen, eternally youthful and beautiful fierce woman as the master's wife.

The distance between the training academy and Song Yue's house is less than 1,000 meters, which would take only a few minutes to walk. However, at this moment, Song Yue is barefoot, and walking on the scorching road is somewhat uncomfortable, so he plans to find a store to buy a pair of flip-flops

Song Yue felt more like a product of his parents responding to the call of the nation

I greeted the nanny, went out to ride a bicycle, and headed towards the Confucius family

I forgot to mention that this woman, who is over 40 yet appears to be only in her late 20s, is actually a graceful lady and also a martial artist

It is unclear which senior with a peculiar sense of humor would name their technique in such a manner, but this method is quite exquisite

In my view, my encounter with you, Master, is an inevitability of fate

Knowing that Song Yue did not take his phone and not expecting him to reply immediately, Chong Qianxue expressed her gratitude and, accompanied by several girls, walked towards the dormitory

Qian Qianxue : `` ... ... ''

Laughing uncontrollably, he said: "You little rascal! Even when you were that small, you knew how to pretend to be poor and pitiful, wearing tattered clothes, running over to my place to mischievously break my windows. Are you still secretly beautifying yourself in your mind as the poor kid sitting in the corner listening to lessons?"

This way, it feels more like a home

Meng Xudong also did not excessively extend an olive branch to Song Yue, as the timing and circumstances were not appropriate, and his side had already suffered considerable losses.

As a martial artist, he does not mind the presence of those stronger than himself; only in this way does he find greater motivation to advance

It is unclear where Qianxue Qian, this aloof white swan, was procured from, but it is certainly of a higher caliber than those so-called secret manuals that his parents purchased at a high price.

The master’s wife, being a martial artist herself, is well aware of the dietary needs of those who practice martial arts, so she does not fuss too much and simply brings out the food in a basin

Upon seeing this, Song Yue immediately turned around and left without hesitation, shouting as he walked away: "Wen Rou, you don't need to worry. If those bastards come again, just call me directly. Your seniors value rules and reputation, but your brother is a bad person who never follows the rules"

Upon arriving at the home of the Master, Song Yue was overwhelmed with emotion upon seeing him.

He then sat down, inquiring about Song Yue's recent coursework while watching with satisfaction as Song Yue devoured the meat with great enthusiasm

The group of people at the cultivation academy are not all inexperienced; there are also many who practice strength cultivation and sword cultivation, as well as martial arts. Moreover, after being defeated by him multiple times, they will also devise strategies to deal with him

Only those who are worse than the group of reckless warriors, like Song Yue, have the experience to deal with them

By the time he returned home after enduring the strange gazes of passersby while buying slippers, it was already past 11:30. Coupled with the recent exhilarating battle, he felt as if he could devour an entire cow

We have yet to settle the account for the stones you threw at our glass before!

The psychological shadow of that student is likely to linger for at least six months

By evening, Song Yue was once again drenched in a stench of sweat.

Qingli, with a hint of helplessness on her face, explained: "We are not like you, who disregard any rules..."

After all, he is just a child, and being rejected by the academy he has longed for is quite a blow to him

The student who was mercilessly beaten with a slipper by Song Yue should not expect to be discharged from the hospital within a week

To speak such colloquial expressions to Song Yue is, on one hand, not treating him as an outsider; on the other hand, it is also out of frustration

The nanny, Sister Wang, who has taken care of him for many years, knows his appetite, so she always prepares a lot of food. Watching Song Yue devour it hungrily gives her a great sense of accomplishment

"Are you foolish?" Song Yue glanced at her, "Let’s not talk about rules; let’s discuss the fact that your mind doesn’t seem to be able to think flexibly. Without using the techniques of a cultivator, can’t you use martial skills to defeat them? Among this group of people, one and all, who is your opponent? Where did the ability you showed when you fought me go? Why haven’t I seen you adhere to any rules?"

Moreover, Song Yue has not been here for more than ten days, and the person being bullied is gentle, so she decisively went to find Song Yue

That is a diary

Moreover, his skills are exceptional; although Song Yue is not very clear about the specific realm, he should have long been a grand master

Although it may be somewhat unsightly, it is truly quite enjoyable

Speaking of the connection with the Master, Song Yue sometimes feels a bit pleased with himself. When he first arrived here, he was actually quite disheartened.