Watching Sun Hao's animated expression, Song Chi's face remained smiling, genuinely happy for his close friend. However, sowhere deep inside, he felt sowhat uneasy. Hearing Sun Hao's tone, it seed that lately he had completely taken to following Wang Yuan's lead, showing a tendency to regard Wang Yuan as the master he serves.
As for this, he was a bit impressed by Wang Yuan's thods.
Although he was impressed, he didn't have any other intentions; given Sun Hao's personality, he wasn't the kind to strategize. Having soone like Wang Yuan to follow was actually very good for him.
Of course, the premise was that Wang Yuan would continue to be consistent in the future and not just kick him to the curb once he's no longer needed.
As they talked, it seed that Song Chi wasn't too interested, and Sun Hao, who had been considering inviting him to sothing, decided not to bring it up. Instead, he abruptly changed the subject.
"Chi, our First Youth Group is organizing a gathering tomorrow. All of the graduates from our session will receive an invitation, and there will also be seniors and sisters from a few sessions above us attending. Are you interested in coming to check it out?"
Surprised by this sudden invitation, Song Chi was taken aback. He had been busy cultivating his Guidance Technique for the past twenty or so days and hadn't checked his communication device much, so he was unaware of this event.
Now that he heard about it, his first instinct was to refuse. He had already used up the High-Level Body Tempering Potion, but he still had plenty of Body Tempering Liquid and Insect Race at, which ant it was the perfect ti to put all his effort into improving his Guidance Technique—where would he find the ti for a party that ant nothing to him?
Just by hearing Sun Hao's words, he could guess Wang Yuan's motives: to simply expand their group's channel of resources and increase their profits.
But then he thought again that he would be leaving the White Tower Floating Land in a few days. Not to ntion other things, just for his close friend Sun Hao, he should at least et up with him and also inform him about this matter.
"Okay, when and where is it?"
Expecting Song Chi to decline as usual, Sun Hao was stunned for a second or two when he heard the agreent, and then he burst into laughter, sharing the ti and location with Song Chi.
"Then it's settled, I'll wait for you tomorrow!!"
After hanging up the call, Song Chi quickly took a shower and prepared to practice Visualization again, but to no avail.
"Little Chi, go pick up your sister later. We've almost finished dealing with the house issues. Pick up your sister and then we'll all go to your Uncle Shen's house for dinner tonight!"
Realizing he wouldn't find ti to practice Visualization that day, he didn't dally. He quickly got ready and left the house.
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As a renowned Primary Torch educational institution in Jiangyuan City, Tenglong Middle School naturally teaches more than just theoretical knowledge of Primary Torch Ship Captains and the Shattered Starry Sea. The school also provides the most standardized and rational instruction in Guidance Technique.
The daily curriculum usually consists of theoretical studies in the morning, followed by a nutritionally balanced al provided by the school cafeteria at noon, and collective Guidance Technique cultivation in the afternoon.
In the school's sports field, a group of green-faced youths were standing in neat lines, posing in standard Guidance Technique cultivation positions, engaged in their afternoon cultivation class.
"Sigh!"
Just then, the Dean of Instruction blew the whistle for a mid-class break from atop the stone dais in front of the sports field.
In an instant, the forrly orderly field turned into a lively marketplace, filled with various sighs, moans, and screams—a riot of noise.
At the northeast corner of the field, where class 8-2 was located.
Song Ting's fair little hands fanned her cheeks continuously. She had a rosy face and looked very unwilling.
"It's so hot. When will these days co to an end? If only there was a way to improve my Guidance Technique progress by lying down every day!"
"Pfft!"
Hearing her complaint, two giggling voices ca from beside her: it was Lu Xue and Wang ng Jing.
"Tingting, stop dreaming. If Song Chi heard you, he would surely tease you for a long ti."
As the three of them laughed and chatted, three figures approached from the side.
They were three boys with sunny smiles on their faces, especially the one walking at the front; he was over one ter eighty-five tall, with healthy tan skin. His smile grew even brighter when he saw Song Ting among the three girls.
"Song Ting, here, I bought you iced tea!"
At the words "iced," Song Ting's pretty face clearly showed interest. Her whole body was unbearably hot, and a cold tea would have been super comfortable at the mont. However, she thought it over and her face turned cool as she said:
"I don't want it, keep it for yourself!"
Hearing this, the boy's brow furrowed.
"I already bought it, it's a waste if you don't drink it, take it!"
Seeing that he was insistent, Song Ting frowned slightly, no longer in a conciliatory tone. She said bluntly:
"Zhou Lei, you're so annoying. My brother already said, I'm not allowed to date before awakening the Seed of Torch, or else he'll definitely fix up!"
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However, not only did this not cause the boy to back down, but a smile also reerged on his face. He patted his chest confidently and said,
"So you're afraid of your brother, huh? Don't worry, leave your brother to ."
"I, Tenglong's Little Tyrant Zhou Lei, do what I say!!!"
His words echoed loudly, carrying far and wide, stirring up the surrounding students into a commotion.
Just at that mont, a sharp roaring sound suddenly ca from above the school.
Weng weng weng!
That rolling thunder-like roar startled all the youngsters below, and the once noisily bustling playground suddenly fell silent.
Looking up, the faces of the young students showed a mixture of shock, envy, curiosity, and more.
They saw a warship twenty ters in length, its hull completely enveloped in a pitch-black energy shield, quietly hovering above the school.
The young students, having studied for many years, imdiately recognized the warship at first glance.
"It's a Torch Warship..."
"And it's even a Spectral Airship-level Torch Warship."
"Who is that? Could it be one of our teachers, or a student's parent?"
As the speculation buzzed, the hatch of the warship above suddenly opened, and then a figure leaped down from a hundred ters up in the air.
Not far from where class 8-2 was located, accompanied by a dull sound of impact upon landing, all the class 8-2 students instinctively tensed up.
At that mont, a faint voice unexpectedly echoed in the ears of every youngster around.
"Zhou Lei, is it? The Tenglong's Little Tyrant? Looks like it's ti to get to know you well!"
Before Zhou Lei and the other young students could react, Song Ting was the first to excitedly stand up and run swiftly towards Song Chi.
"Brother!"
No sooner had she yelled this than she leaped lightly, then practically hung herself on Song Chi.
Song Chi's face darkened; he had been thinking about giving that certain boisterous young boy a good talking-to, and now all semblance of his image was gone.
"Alright, get down, what does this look like?"
As he spoke, Lu Xue and Wang ng Jing also ran over, sweetly saying in unison:
"Song Chi brother!"
Finally managing to pry Song Ting off him, Song Chi nodded gently to the two girls beside him and then turned his eyes towards the confident boy in front of him.
However, upon feeling his gaze, the boy who was adamant just a mont ago suddenly wilted and didn't dare to et his eye, rely bowing quickly and saying:
"Hello, brother, goodbye brother!"
Then he swiftly turned and ran away. Seeing this, Song Ting's mouth twitched, and she scoffed for a good while.
Once her irritation subsided, her eyes craftily fixed back on Song Chi.
"Song Chi, what brings you here? What, missed your lovely sister, did you?"
By his side, Lu Xue and Wang ng Jing pressed their lips together tightly, trying their best not to laugh aloud.
Song Chi, in turn, ruffled Song Ting's hair until it was completely disheveled as retaliation.
"Song Chi!"
Song Ting glared at him furiously, about to explode, but Song Chi preempted her:
"That's enough, let's go ho, there's sothing at ho!!"
Having said that, he turned his gaze to Lu Xue and Wang ng Jing at his side.
"Little Xue and ng Jing should co along as well, I've asked for leave for you, there's sothing to tell you both tomorrow."
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