Fortunately, Qiao Nan was the one who posed this question today. If it was someone else, it would be so embarrassing if she could not answer it.
It was only until this moment that Shi Qing finally understood. Although she was often the top scorer in the cohort, there was nothing great about it. Regardless of how strong one was, there would always be someone better than them. This saying was never a hoax. 
At the sight of how knowledgeable Qiao Nan was, Shi Qing pursed her lips. She then made up her mind to study and learn well so that she could keep up with Qiao Nan. 
As per what her father's words, it was not unjustified at all that she had scored half a point mark less than Qiao Nan. In fact, it did not reflect the actual gap between Qiao Nan and her.
After flipping a few pages of the Oxford Dictionary, Qiao Nan felt much better. 
Just as what Shi Qing said, it was not easy to buy the authentic Oxford Dictionary because it was comprehensive and thus extraordinarily thick. The English dictionary that the Zhu family bought for Qiao Nan previously was useful but not as comprehensive.
As an individual who would like to deepen the studies of English Language, of course, Qiao Nan needed the Oxford Dictionary.
It was just that the Zhu family bought all these for her previously. Qiao Nan would feel embarrassed to express what she needed. Anyway, those given by the Zhu family were usable too. When she started to earn money in the future, she could always find a way to buy it herself then.
"Thanks for the dictionary. I profited." Qiao Nan smilingly accepted the dictionary without hesitation. "After this dictionary comes to my house, you can forget about having it back. There's a price to pay for sharing each other's weals and woes. I've suffered with you. You won't be unwilling to let me benefit from this, right?" Qiao Nan sounded bold and righteous as she took advantage of Shi Qing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you a mythical beast? After it went into your pocket, I can forget about retrieving it?" Shi Qing laughed. "There's a saying that gifts blind the eyes. Qiao Nan, you took my gift. Don't regret it. From now onward, you're mine." 
"…" Obviously, Shi Qing refused to suffer any loss.
Now, the situations of Qiao Nan and Qiu Chenxi's classes were close to Qiao Nan's prediction. The number of students in Qiu Chenxi's class basically hovered at over twenty.
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, I'm quite interested in English. As such, I have a few questions that I would like to seek your advice on. I wonder if you are free at the moment." This was unlike Qiu Chenxi's class where everyone left immediately upon the end of it. At Qiao Nan's end, this type of situation gradually occurred.
Upon the end of the class, there would always be a few people who would look for Qiao Nan at the stage to ask some questions.
"Sure, you may ask." Qiao Nan was clearing up the table.
"That is… How do you usually improve your English language skills?"
"We generally classify English into two categories, oral and writing. Which aspect do you wish to improve on?" Qiao Nan put down her books and looked at the student seriously. 
"Okay…" The soldier hesitated for a while. "Actually, I wish to improve my writing. I know a little of what you taught but I don't know how to write them. It feels strange. I'm afraid I will forget them soon."
"Writing…" Such strive for progress was hard to come by. "If you wish to improve your writing, I'll give you three suggestions. First, if you can afford it, buy an English dictionary. The more comprehensive it is, the better. Memorize it every day. If you can memorize the English dictionary, your writing will definitely not be poor. There will even be great progress in your grammar. Second, buy some novels to read. The best is those with Chinese on one side and English translations on the other. Third, find some foreign films to watch. Remember, those English films with both English and Chinese subtitles. The third method will not only help in your writing but also your oral skills." 
"So complicated?" The soldier was dumbfounded. He was just trying his luck when he asked these questions.
Given Qiao Nan's age, coupled with the fact that she usually taught them English that was more practical for daily use and the common and simple English knowledge, the solider was not confident if he would really receive an answer after he posed this question. 
Unexpectedly, Qiao Nan not only replied to him but also gave him three suggestions.
Qiao Nan's teaching advice was professional but was not especially difficult to carry out.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I will certainly do so. Then, Teacher Xiao Qiao, do you have any good recommendations?" The soldier asked another question.
To Qiao Nan, she felt that this question was difficult to answer. It would be making things difficult for the soldier. "As to what kind of good recommendations, that will depend on your needs and your current standard of English. As of now, it'd be better if you learn from the basics. Buy an ordinary dictionary will do. The dictionaries that are sold in our country are generally suitable for you. As for the second method, I'm not too sure what kinds of books are published nowadays. To avoid the situation of losing interest in reading, it's best that you choose short or medium-length bilingual novels to buy. Please don't buy long novels. As for the third method, you must pick the films with a genre that you like. For example, shootout or science fiction. It's best not to try the topics that you're not interested in." 
Qiao Nan could only recommend things that would only be available a few years or even a few decades later. If she stated those titles now, she would expose her secret.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I know what to do now!" The soldier's eyes lit up. Qiao Nan gave a very specific answer. After having some directions, of course, the soldier would know how to improve his English if he was eager to do so.
"Don't mention it. Right, I nearly forgot. Maybe you can go and find these items." Qiao Nan tore out a piece of paper and then wrote some English teaching materials. Those were English language teaching materials used for the nine years of compulsory education. "You can read these few volumes of textbooks. The first volume teaches you the basic stuff. If you can afford it, you can also buy a tape recorder. This is because these teaching materials will normally come with a set of listening tapes. You will yield twice the results by doing half the work if you learn and listen at the same time."
"But it'll be hard to find these textbooks." The soldier did not feel ashamed about reading the textbooks studied by children, but he felt that it was too difficult to find these books. He was not someone who was schooling.
"They are very easy to find. Now is the best time to do so. Actually, at the end of every semester, many parents will think that the textbooks are not useful anymore as their children have completed their studies, particularly those whose children have graduated. These parents will sell away all the textbooks. You can look for secondhand stores. There are many books and things there. They are also very cheap. You don't need to spend much. It's just that it may be more troublesome to search for the books. You have to take some time to do so. Those books that I introduced to you are the core ones. If you really go to that place to look for them, you can also get some practice materials at the same time."
"Really?" The soldier's eyes turned even brighter. He was so emotional that the veins on his neck looked like they were exploding. 


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Third Person P.O.V.

It had been three days ever since Namjoon and Seokjin had came over for dinner. Jimin occupied his freetime by cleaning, sleeping by the warm fireplace, decorating for christmas with hoseok, and studied english, he had seperation issues with Jungkook's hand me down dictionary. In fact, Taehyung had knitted a little satchel for jimin, it was made with white yarn, it was just the perfect size for the boy, and it just fit the dictionary like a puzzle piece.

Jungkook's days have been more colourful even in this cold winter. He smiled so much more, and he even talked more to his friend/employee Yoongi, and seemed less aggressive. The entire workforce wondered what happened to their cold ceo. Did he find a fine lady to marry? Had he bought a new car? Perhaps he adopted a new pet?

The short answer was no. He simply found a source of happiness that coincidentally was Jimin. Poor boy didn't even know that a small cat hybrid was going to change his life forever.

Today, Hoseok and Jungkook was busy with work, and Taehyung' supervisor told him off, and he couldn't fool around at work anymore, much less invite his cute friend. Jungkook trusted Hoseok with finding someone to look after Jimin. Much to his luck, Namjoon and Seokjin were free from work for three days, and Jimin was familiar with them. 

"Hoseok? We're here!" Namjoon yelled into the home, and soon Hoseok soon ran out of his room with his backpack half zipped up. 

"H-hey!!! Thank for looking after Jimin, make him something to eat and don't let him near the cactuses he'll prick himself again ok bye!!!!" With no time Hoseok opted for a pair of Crocs and ran out the door.

"I'll make him something to eat, uh, find Jimin I guess?" Namjoon suggested

"Ok, you know the reason why we're here right?" Namjoon nodded

"Write down everything and anything, also, don't burn their kitchen down."

"Hey! That was one time!"

"Whatever you say" Seokjin says while entering into Jungkook's room, or more like, Jimin's nest.

Seokjin's heart warmed up, he saw Jimin rolled in the sheet like a little burrito, only his head sticking out along with his hair and fluffy ears. A purrito (Ok I'm sorry)

"Jimin.. Wake up..." Seokjin says while petting his ears, amazingly he purred, and his ears felt exactly the same a normal cat's, but his hair normal, but soft.

Jimin fluttered his eyes open. Looking around for his most favourite person in the world, Jungkook. But he wasn't present, in the morning Jimin was very clingy and needed warmth, so he rolled out of the sheet onto the floor making a huge thud

"Oh my- are you okay?!" Seokjin asks, Jimin however did not respond, instead he made grabby hands to Seokjin

"U-up up" He says stuttering

Seokjin made a mental note to write down his observations before picking up the lightless boy.

The said boy hugged Seokjin, snuggling against his warm chest, he sat the boy down at the table and went into the kitchen to see how his Fiance was doing.

"I don't smell any smoke!" Seokjin said while pecking his cheek

"Yup, I made oatmeal. I put out the fire before anything burnt"

"Wait wha-"

"Jimin! Ready for breakfast???" Namjoon dodged his lover's questioning by serving a warm meal of oatmeal and fruit to the little boy

"G-good morn-ning Namj-joon!" He smiles before digging into the mushy oats

Jimin was focused on eating with his dictionary open and propped u in front of him. In this time, Seokjin and Namjoon collected hair samples, tested his purring, heart beat, and other things.

"Seokjin! This is incredible! He acts exactly the same way as the books said!"

"Of course" He said with his signature smirk, "I estimate in the next two days that we are observing him, we have to take him to the lab for testing"

"Wait what?! Jungkook and Hoseok would never allow that!" Namjoon bickers

"Yes they will. They will when the police show up and the media is reporting."

"This is crazy Seokjin!"

"Just think about it Namjoon! Jimin is undocumented! A creature- our miracle! We'll finally change the world! This is what we wanted in university!"

Meanwhile

During work, Jungkook decided to take a small little break, he wondered how his dear kitten was doing at home

He pulled out his tablet and opened up the security cameras Jungkook installed in his homes years ago. He smiles while seeing his baby read his dictionary while cuddling next to the fire with a blanket. He did not see Seokjin or Namjoon anywhere. He assumed they were talking on the couch and dismissed it to watch his precious Jimin by the fire place

"uwu is that Jimin?"

Jungkook screamed and fell off his chair as Yoongi laughed at him

"OH MAN HOLY SHIT YOONGI, for fuck sakes why aren't you fired?!"

"You love me, also, I didn't believe you but, Jimin's so cute and smol its makes me like uwu"

"I know right?" JUngkook sat back on his chair

"What kind of creep are you mister ceo? Watching Jimin through your tablet-"

"GET OUT!" Jungkook yelled

Outside the door an employee flipped a notebook that said 'Number of day without CEO screaming'

"Guys he yelled"

"Goddammit, we could've reached at least five days..."

Yao Rou stood at the door of the Shangri-La Hotel and saw Ling Yun off reluctantly. She felt as though she had all the happiness in the world within her grasp.
To have a villa, more than three million in the bank, and a clinic worth more than ten million yuan was something any ordinary woman would dream of. All the more so since she was still an undergraduate.
It was made possible because she met Ling Yun. Their relationship had advanced to the last step, and this last step seemed as though it would be overcome in a matter of days.
Countless people who had worked hard all their lives were unable to obtain all this, but Yao Rou got them in just half a month. She was filled with happiness and loved that boy to bits.
She looked on until Ling Yun's Land Rover disappeared from sight. Happiness lingered in her eyes as she muttered resentfully, "Bad boy, you had the smell of another woman all over you. Do you finally feel apologetic towards me?"
Jealousy, happiness, resentment.
It was the same with Kong Xiuru and Lin Menghan. There were no stupid women around Ling Yun.
…
Ling Yun rushed back to school in the nick of time. He slipped in behind Long Wu, back to his seat.
Long Wu seemed to be a huge fan of fashion magazines, most of which were in English. She would have been a model student if not for the fact that she just didn't want to study. 
"Hey, you are really bold, eh. You dared carry your form teacher back to her dormitory with more than a thousand students watching you."
Long Wu shot Ling Yun a glance as she closed her magazine.
Ling Yun stared at Long Wu with great interest and flashed her a wonderful smile. "I have always been very bold, do you want to have a taste of it?"
Long Wu turned red and unexpectedly fell silent.
Ling Yun didn't let her off so easily though. "My beautiful and almighty lawyer, can you help me?"
Long Wu was happy with his words of praise, and biting her slightly thick lower lip, she said, "Let's hear it!"
Ling Yun told Long Wu his plans for Qingyun Productions and asked if she had any good advice to offer.
Long Wu shook her head in disagreement immediately. "It's impossible through normal channels. Moreover, they will only compensate you in cash even if you were to win the lawsuit. You won't be able to get their company."
"Moreover, just spend a bit of money to register a film and television company if you want one. Why bother going through so much trouble?"
Long Wu gave very explicit advice.
"My purpose is neither money nor the company, it's to close Qingyun Productions down," Ling Yun said with a smile.
"That's easy, just smash them every time they open. They'll shut down by themselves when they can no longer operate," Long Wu suggested straightforwardly.
Ling Yun was stunned. He could only give Long Wu a heartfelt thumbs-up. "You're ruthless!" 
Long Wu smiled radiantly.
What Ling Yun did next stunned her. He phoned Tie Xiaohu directly and gave him instructions. "Bring Dao Yong and his people to Qingyun Productions and smash their company now! Butcher them as much as you can!"
Ling Yun gave Long Wu a smug look when he was done.
Long Wu blushed slightly and pointed her slender thumb at Ling Yun. "You're just as ruthless!"
"Birds of a feather flock together…" Ling Yun joked before he turned serious. "I have to finish something in school today. Can you show me the way to your house after I'm done? I want to thank Uncle Long personally."
"Guide fee." Long Wu opened her palm towards Ling Yun.
Ling Yun slapped Long Wu's hand away unceremoniously and said in contempt, "I'm giving you face by asking you to show the way. Do you think I won't be able to find Green Dragon without you? Don't forget I have Tie Xiaohu by my side."
"Alright, I'll change the condition," Long Wu said with a smile.
That's more like it. I should be the one charging you a fee for sending you home, Ling Yun thought to himself.
"I heard you have a superb memory. You can remember anything after seeing it once, right?" Long Wu asked.
"That's normal, nothing to be proud of." Ling Yun nodded.
Long Wu pushed the Oxford English Dictionary on Cao Shanshan's table to Ling Yun and said, "How long do you need to memorize this book?"
Long Wu wanted him to complete something that even Cao Shanshan didn't manage to complete. What was this, a relay race?
"I'm not so free…" Ling Yun replied in disdain.
Long Wu's expression turned serious all of a sudden. "Ling Yun, your stage isn't in Qingshui City, nor is it in Huaxia, it's the entire world!"
"I know that the material we have covered in high school is of no challenge to you, but you can't expect to have a translator around you when you go overseas in the future.
"You will only stand to gain if you memorize the Oxford English Dictionary. I'll also teach you authentic American English."
What Long Wu said was true and impressive, and Ling Yun couldn't reject it.
He finally realized why Long Wu didn't have a care in the world, it was because her sights were set elsewhere.
Long Wu had been in the United States from an early age and had obtained a green card. Her knowledge of the United States was far better than her understanding of Huaxia. 
Long Wu had a Law degree from Harvard University, and she hadn't even turned eighteen! Naturally, she had no interest in the college entrance examinations nor the ivory tower in Huaxia.
Honestly speaking, which university in Huaxia could match Harvard University in the United States?
Long Wu's first sentence caught Ling Yun's attention.
Ling Yun's stage wasn't in Qingshui City, nor was it in Huaxia, it was the entire world!
Long Wu could see this clearly. She was also the first woman to say this to Ling Yun's face. That changed Ling Yun's perception of her.
She had struck a deep chord in Ling Yun's heart. 
Ling Yun looked hard at Long Wu. He then picked up the thick Oxford English Dictionary and weighed it in his hand. "Alright, I'll learn it. Give me a week."
"Don't you have the ability to remember anything with a glance? Why do you need so long?" Long Wu protested.
"I would only need two or three days if I used all my time on it. However, I'm very busy these days. One week is the fastest I can give you!" Ling Yun pouted.
The most important matters to Ling Yun were cultivation and improving himself.
Long Wu accepted his reason and pursued it no further.
It was Ling Yun's turn for questions. Where should he enroll if he wanted to learn a foreign language? Long Wu advised that it was best to get a native speaker to tutor him.
Ling Yun accepted the suggestion and started memorizing the Oxford English Dictionary.
Ling Yun took advantage of his own memory and burnt everything into his mind. He reached page fifty after giving it his full attention for two whole periods. 
Ling Yun took two minutes on average to memorize one page. He gained speed as he obtained knowledge and was confident that he would only need one minute per page moving forward.
Nonetheless, the Oxford English Dictionary was way too thick. It couldn't be done without at least a few dozen hours. Ling Yun could use only the most elementary of methods now. He didn't possess the divine sense, nor did he have mastery over the Yin-Yang Eye.
Long Wu had a full view of Ling Yun reading the Oxford English Dictionary seriously for two whole periods. She knew that Ling Yun had finished fifty pages and was sure that he had memorized everything. She thought that her memory was good, but his memory was simply terrifying! Her eyes sparkled! 
"That's pretty fast…" Long Wu suppressed the shock and delight in her heart and gave nonchalant praise.
"That was nothing…" Ling Yun replied. He stored the Oxford English Dictionary in his spatial ring when the bell rang and got up from his seat.
"Where are you going?" Long Wu rose from her seat in response.
Ling Yun gave a mysterious smile and raised his voice. "Classmates, our form teacher suffered unjust humiliation because of me. I'm going to the principal's office to obtain justice. Follow me if you want to join me in this fight!"
Ling Yun was simply impressive!
He carried Kong Xiuru back to her dormitory under the watchful gaze of thousands of students just this morning, and no one knew when he left. It had sparked quite a bit of gossip.
He had, however, stayed in class obediently for two whole periods after he returned. The suspense was about to kill the students of Grade 12 Class 6!
Applause that was as loud as thunder rang forth from Ling Yun's suggestion!
"Ling Yun, we have been waiting for your word. We'll go with you!"
"Let's go! Our form teacher has been so nice to us. Moreover, she had never been in any scandals, why should she be wronged just before we graduate?"
"That's right, someone is obviously trying to put our class down. We wanted to do something anyway. Your suggestion is timely…"
"Let's go, Ling Yun. We'll follow you!"
…
They were all youths of seventeen or eighteen years old, and they had their own principles and dreams.
Kong Xiuru's dedication over the past three years wasn't for naught. Her students were repaying her that very instant! 
Ling Yun was a force to be reckoned with now. Everyone in class was set on following him!
Well, everyone except for one, the original dormitory leader — Wei Tiangan!
Ling Yun walked out of the classroom with his head held in the air. He paused.
Zhang Ling smiled and stood beside him, Zhang Dong, Chai Hanlin, Gu Yuanlong, Sha Guoxing…
Even Miao Xiaomiao stood up with a smile upon her face.
Long Wu was going without a doubt as well.
Ling Yun sneered as his sharp eyes shot a cold look at the cowering Wei Tiangan.
"Let's go! Justice for our form teacher!"
Ling Yun swung his hand and walked out of the classroom with more than fifty classmates. They rushed downstairs like a torrential rain towards the principal's office.
"Oh my God, it's Ling Yun! Ling Yun is coming!"
"Fu*k, what is he going to do with so many people by his side?"
"Something huge is going to happen, the whole Grade 12 Class 6 is with him!"
"Let's go and have a look!"
Ling Yun chose the timing and method deliberately so that the whole school would know!
"Everyone chant with me. Justice!"
Ling Yun secretly used the Mystical Dragon Howl. He was at the beginning of Physique Tempering Stage Six, so while his voice wasn't loud, it was clearly heard by everyone in the school!
The students of Grade 12 Class 6 walked alongside Ling Yun and shouted in unison. "Justice! Justice!"
What momentum!
Ling Yun laughed happily as he asked Zhang Ling about the location of Principal Zhang's office. They headed there immediately!
"Oh, it turns out that Ling Yun is going to get justice for his form teacher…"
"See, I told you. The whole fiasco this morning was just a show. He did it to obtain justice for his form teacher!"
"Principal Zhang will probably be stunned!"
"Let's go! What are you waiting for, let's go and see…"
More and more students joined in and blended into the force that was Grade 12 Class 6. Many of them were fans of Ling Yun and were desperately helping Ling Yun in his cause!
The result was the most horrible yet spectacular student uprising since the establishment of Qingshui High! 
Ling Yun, with a force of nearly a thousand students, marched to Principal Zhang's office!
"Bam!" Ling Yun kicked open the door to the principal's office with a flying kick!


Lingyun's tribulation has failed and he has descended onto Earth in the degenerate age. Step by step, he will rise up against the natural order!

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The pet center was closed for nearly the whole day.
The little butterfly monster looked at the wall clock… It was the same time as when she met that weird maiden yesterday.
She was still lying in the treatment room, in a deep slumber up until now.
Long Xiruo didn’t speak a word for nearly 24 hours. She pulled a long face and stayed in the treatment room, giving an injection every once in a while .
The little butterfly monster didn’t know what the medicine was but she was aware that it differed from other ones that were used to treat other monsters. It had been taken out from the concealed compartment under the floor of the pet center.
Monsters wouldn’t feel tired staying up for the whole day. Luo Dance sat outside of the door, reading the dictionary just so she could immediately hear Long Xirou’s orders if she needed some help.
"Dance, come in."
Luo Dance put the dictionary down and walked into the treatment room. Long Xiruo sat down and handed over her some work. She passed an injection syringe full of red liquid to Luo Dance, "Do you remember the injection method I taught you? Practice it with this one."
"Ah?" The butterfly was stupefied.
It was good to have access to practice. When she was in the bun house, the butterfly had sensed that she couldn’t eat and live there for free. Since Sister Long took her in, she always thought of assisting her seriously. Even when she was hungry, she would clean the area first before eating.
But to skip over several processes to take injections, it was too hard for her… the butterfly monster who was reading a dictionary and watching TV plays tried to say, ‘Sister Long, concubine can’t achieve it!’
"Don’t worry." After a whole day of hard work, Long Xiruo kneaded between her eyebrows, "Even if you inject in the wrong part, this guy won’t feel pain. But if you stay there and don’t take actions, it’ll soon die of hunger. Make a decision."
Luo Dance hesitated, the hand grasping the syringe quivered slightly. While murmuring in her heart ‘Sorry’, she summoned up the courage. Following the procedures, she sterilized part of the syringe with iodine. 
She picked up the syringe but her nose smelled something unconsciously. She was stunned. 
The liquid in it was not any medicine but fresh blood. The light smell of blood made Dance threw a look at Sister Long.
Long Xiruo yawned, "This guy is half a Hanba. She didn’t rely on blood to live, but because of the serious injuries, she has to drink it. Give her the injection, it can make her absorb it quicker."
"Han, Hanba!" Dance opened her eyes widely.
Long Xiruo said coolly, "Half Hanba’s are quite different from a real one… However, there hasn’t been any Hanbas for a long time."
Yet half a Hanba was still Hanba to the little butterfly. She’d heard this kind of being from Grandpa Tree Monster, and it was one of her childhood psychological shadows.
Grandpa Tree Monster… I’m going to give an injection to a Hanba… after waking up will she eat me...
She felt dizzy, as if her whole body had been emptied. She could not locate the accurate place to insert the syringe needle, let alone the injection.
"Don’t dilly-dally!"
To her surprise, Long Xiruo walked towards her and tapped Luo Dance’s arm all of a sudden to push the syringe into the inner thigh of that girl.
"Prick wherever you want, she won’t die. Prick more later. There’s still 500ml of blood in that bucket." Long Xiruo said indifferently.
It was jabbed in… it was jabbed in…
Yet Luo Dance seemed not to hear it, but she was thinking if this Hanba would eat her or not after waking up.
…
Taking injections to the Hanba maiden cautiously, Luo Dance was still fluttering with fear as she looked at Long Xiruo, "Sister Long, is she your friend?"
Long Xiruo answered randomly, "Not a friend, but seems like the later generation of an old friend."
"But why was she injured so seriously?" 
Long Xiruo frowned, "I don’t know. This guy disappeared since one year ago, who knows where she ran to and what she has met? Moreover, I’m not her guardian. Even though she looks young, she is actually a few hundred years older than you."
Luo Dance stuck out her tongue, continuing giving injections to the Hanba maiden.
"By the way, Sister Long, what’s her name?"
"Zijun." Long Xiruo said, "Su Zijun."
…
…
7 o’clock in the evening.
The next day after the typhoon, the rain continued to pour down for the whole day… it seemed darker than ever at 7 this evening.
Liu Ang’s wife took a cup of ginseng tea, intending to initiate a lovers’ talk with her husband.
Liu Ang stayed in the study for all day long, even skipping his dinner.
"Old Liu, it’s me." Liu Ang’s wife knocked at the door and then pushed open it, "Take a cup of tea. How can you stay a whole day without food? Why don’t you turn on the light?"
Not only the ceiling lamp, even the table lamp hadn’t been lighted. It’d be totally dark without the light illuminated from the corridor.
Liu Ang’s wife frowned, calling him for few times but she merely saw the chair turned facing the balcony outside of the study.
Liu Ang’s wife shook her head and reached for the switch nearby… But at this moment, something flashed across her eyes. 
An old pale face, white as a paper emerged in front of Liu Ang’s wife. This scared her in an instant and the tea cup dropped on to the floor and broke.
Ah---!
…
Taking advantage of the darkness.
A white bread truck stopped outside of Liu’s mansion. Liu Zixing hesitated, getting down from the car followed by Brother Panther and two of his underlings.
Brother Panther provided everyone with a head cover.
Liu Zixing thought for a second and wore it finally---Brother Panther’s method was simple: slid over the guard system then catch Liu Ang and have him open the safe.
Nobody knew when Brother Panther had inquired about the news that there was a safe in Liu Ang’s house.
"Master Liu, don’t worry. If we find some treasures, we’ll return the rest to you after subtracting from the debt. " Brother Panther laughed next to Liu Zixing
Liu Zixing had to echo although he didn’t believe him.
He must be possessed by ghosts. He really took them to his house. Since it had already happened, he didn’t know what they would do to him if he said no.
"You… follow me."
Under the lead of Liu Zixing, they bypassed the guards here. Brother Panther frowned, "Master Liu, what’s wrong with your house? Why are there no security guards standing here?"
He couldn’t say that they were all scared away by the accident where he dressed up like a ghost. It would be impossible to call them back so fast since Liu Ang had his worker and doorkeeper go for their vacation.
Liu Zixing faltered, "There are no people here during these two days."
"You better don’t play any tricks." Brother Panther snorted.
Liu Zixing trembled, leading the line of people and slipped into his house successfully. This guy went ahead nevertheless, leading them to Liu Ang’s room.
However, they stopped after several steps. Brother Panther pulled Liu Zixing’s arm and Liu Zixing said in low voice, "That’s my father’s study… he should be sleeping normally at this time."
Brother Panther nodded, walking towards the door of the study with lighter footsteps.
The door was unlocked with lamplight visible now. Brother Panther stretched out his head to have a look. Just with a gaze, he felt shocked and his four limbs turned ice cold.
He saw a woman… hanging on the pendent lamp.
When her body turned, it could be seen that her tongue was stuck out and her eyes rolled up!
1	Hanba: It was a female ghost that could cause a drought, in Chinese myths.


Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. 

It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. 

“Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” 

Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss. 



"Do you remember the woman in this picture?" Daniel passed her the iPad to Hidayah. Hidayah studied the woman in the picture. 

"She looks familiar. Someone from school, I think," Hidayah responded. 

"That is Anna Liu. And yes, she is someone you knew from boarding school," Leoneil responded. "Her maternal family is from THE Lee family." 

"Starlight," Hidayah stared at the picture again. It looks like the Lee family is making use of Anna to do the dirty work. 

"Hid, can we still trust Brandon?" Erika asked. 

"Unequivocally. His family have been loyal to our family for generations, so I do not think he will backstab us like this." Hidayah responded. "Leo, send me the details, I will handle this from here."

"No!" Hidayat opposed. "You stay here quietly and recover first. Let me handle this. This is final, Hidayah Loh Mei Ling!" he vociferated and walked out of the room. 

Hidayah and the group of friends were taken aback with Hidayat's behaviour. "Anston, please chase him! Don't let him do something stupid and hurt himself..." Hidayah looked towards Anston and plead. Hidayah knew that Hidayat would not be thinking straight when handling this especially when he is angered. 

For a man who was always calm and rational, he seldom let his emotion play out. However, when his anger is way above his rationality, he is like the Yama of Hell. Daniel and Anston hurried out of the room to pursue after Hidayat. 

Erika drew closer to Hidayah and hugged her. Hoping the hug will ameliorate her. 

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"Hidayat! Wait!!" Anston pulled Hidayat's hand. Daniel and Anston had managed to chase after Hidayat in the underground carpark. Daniel was catching his breath and panting hard. They were unable to catch the lift so they had to rush down the stairs.

"Let me go, Anston! I'm gonna wipe the whole Lee family out!" Hidayat tried to pull his hand free. But Anston's grip on him was so forceful, he could not free himself. He tried to push Anston away but Daniel clinched him from behind and kneed his popliteal fossa. 

"Fine! But not like this, Hidayat! You will only make Hidayah worried like this! We will work together on this, okay? Remember what your father taught you?" Daniel interjected. 

"Hidayat, take a deep breath, Hidayat… Remember what your father always says? Know that victory comes with patience, relief with affliction and hardship with ease… So, be patient! Let's work out a plan before you proceed, okay?" Anston sounded.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim… astaghfirullahaladzim… astaghfirullahaladzim…" Hidayat stopped struggling. His body weakened and staggered. Luckily, Daniel was still holding on to him, if not, Hidayat would have fallen. 

A/N: Astaghfirullah literally translates to "I seek forgiveness in Allah". In a religious way, people can recite it during meditation or say it to others to show humility- to say that Allah is greater or that goodness comes from Allah. In popular culture, people can say this if they see something wrong or shameful (Urban Dictionary). In this scenario, Hidayat is reciting the word in his attempt to remind himself to calm himself down and also in the embarrassment of losing himself to anger. 

"Have you cooled down?" Daniel asked while patting on Hidayat's back. Hidayat nodded but Daniel could hear a soft whimper. For now, all they could do is to let Hidayat get a grip of himself.

Hidayah Loh is the heiress of the ARK Empire and next in line to be the Matriarch of Country C’s strongest founding family. Basically a royal of Country C. On her business trip in City K of Country M, she was nearly raped by a stranger when Nazreen rescued her.  

Nazreen, a prince from Country E was on holiday and happened to hear a struggled plea for help from the adjacent hotel room when he was returning back to his room. 

But to their dismay, City K’s Islamic Religious Department happened to be in the middle of carrying their night raids in that hotel. 

Both Hidayah and Nazreen was brought to the station and to avoid imprisonment and other negative implications that may affect their reputation, they were forced to marry that very night.

Not keen on keeping the marriage to a total stranger, despite him being her rescuer, Hidayah returned to Country C quietly the next day. Leaving Nazreen with a signed post-dated divorce document at the hotel reception. 

After being forced to marry the woman he saved, he tasked his men to investigate Hidayah. Unfortunately, the next morning, he found that Hidayah had checked out from the hotel and had left him with a divorce agreement. 

What is he to do? Should he just process the divorce as per Hidayah’s request? Or should he find her to ‘save’ their ‘unexpected’ marriage? 

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Author’s note (A/N): The story is written with people from different ethnic, cultural and religious beliefs. The main leads are built with Islamic beliefs as explained later in the story.

You will also get to read about real places and a mix of fictional and real people. Real art pieces and fashion.

The shape of the new library in Binhai is like a horizontal bookshelf. The windowpanes of different sizes are like different books that are opened. The outside has a small fountain square. There is a circle of benches around the square for people to rest on.
When he saw the new library, Zhang Zian felt familiar. The design was modern, but he seemed to have seen it before. He stopped the car and thought for a while. A library with such a distinctive character should not be easily forgotten if he saw it before. However, he couldn't remember it.
He decided not to think further and drove the car into the parking lot. He soon found an empty space to park.
Entering the library, he first signs up for a library card at the front desk, then walked to the map and observed the layout of the library.
The basement is a place for rare and ancient books, and the first floor is mainly a reading room for children and teens. To enter these places, one needs to have authorized letters or supporting documents. He is old and cannot go to the latter. He also does not look important enough and cannot go to the former as well.
On the second floor is the Chinese book area while the third floor holds original foreign books and photocopying book services. The fourth floor is the Chinese and foreign journal literature area, and it also provides miniature literature reading. Finally, the fifth floor is the digital reading and exchange area.
He is here to pass the time today. However, when he is alone and deep in thought, he always feels a sense of uneasiness. So much so that he is unable to sit down and browse through professional books. When there are large sections of texts, he doesn't want to read them. He kept on thinking. Perhaps it might be better for him to look at color printed pictures or illustrations, such as travel photography collections or popular science books. Perhaps books such as national geography, scientific history, astronomical space, biological sciences, and others. Even if just to browse through the beautiful pictures, it is still a form of appreciation activity. Doing so might even allow him to acquire knowledge that may prove to be useful in the future.
So, should he go to the second floor or the third floor?
The Chinese books on the second floor are much easier for him to read, but the foreign language books on the third floor are definitely more beneficial. In terms of time and knowledge gained, foreign books will be much better for him. If he waited for a professional translator to translate that foreign book into Chinese, then wait for it to be published, by then, the knowledge may have already been outdated.
He was standing in front of the floor guide and thought about it. He heard someone saying. "Comrades, people are making a ruckus on the fifth floor, can you please handle it?"
Zhang Zian took a glance and saw a 70 to 80-year-old senior standing in front of a desk. He was carrying a cane, his hair was white but was well-groomed and neat. His clothes were old fashioned but washed till they were very clean. His appearance gave off the vibe that he is a righteous person, like the kind of person who likes to study and convey words of wisdom.
Is someone causing trouble?
Causing trouble in the library?
Zhang Zian listened and was stunned. The people who come to the library are all likely to be cultured individuals. People in society who like to cause trouble are unlikely to come to the library. Who could be causing trouble then? Children?
The staff at the service desk revealed a difficult look on his face and whispered, "I am sorry, some people have already informed us. After the investigation, it seemed that someone has hacked into our system, but today is the Golden Week holiday, so our technical staff is on leave. The network inside the museum is restricted and cannot be connected remotely... We are already thinking of a solution. Please wait patiently."
The old man using a walking stick obviously couldn't understand the words of restricted network access and remote connection. However, as he saw that the employee's apology was sincere, he did not blame the staff any further and merely shook his head and sigh. He used his walking stick and slowly walked towards the barrier-free elevator.
Did someone actually hack into the library wireless network?
Is someone really so bored?
It is estimated that it is some naughty child who had just learned some hacking skills and is eager to practice it out. Thus, he used the library's network as practice.
Zhang Zian didn't care too much. He decided to go to the foreign language library area on the third floor. Apart from the previous considerations, another reason is that there are definitely lesser people on the third floor than on the second floor. Since he wants to read, it will be quieter and better for him.
He got up to the third floor. Most of the seats are empty, but there are also a lot of people upgrading themselves on the golden week holiday period. From the old, middle age and young children, there are even a few teenagers holding thick foreign language books. Witnessing this scene, he cannot help but feel slightly anxious. He fully understood the meaning of 'Rome was not built in one day.'
He decided to choose a book and then find a seat.
As he has no specific goal, he is completely choosing a book at random. He strolled between the bookshelf and browsed the vast sea of ​​books. His nose is filled with the smell of fresh ink and incense that is unique to paper books. He browsed, touched, and held various books. He grabbed a few picture books and unknowingly, made his way into the tools section of the library.
It makes sense that the tools reference book is not included in his reading plans. He merely accidentally walked into the area as it is easy to get lost between the bookshelves.
There are already enough books in his hand, and he may not be able to finish reading them within the morning. It is like eating a buffet. It is always easier to take more than one can eat. He decided to find a place to sit down and read.
Just as he turned around, the corner of his eye slid into a position on the shelf on his side, as if there was a book there. However, no book was there as it was taken away, leaving a narrow gap...
Or... there is an invisible book in its place.
He didn't know why he suddenly came up with this weird thought. Maybe it was because the book was taken away, but the "Royal Academy Dictionary" and "McMillan English Dictionary" on its left and right sides did not fall and tilt towards the empty space between them. It was as if there is still an invisible book that occupies the empty space, and merely ordinary people can't see it.
This ridiculous thought is obviously unrealistic. The books here are thick and heavy, with a solid and strong cover and back cover. This makes them stable on the shelf, even if the book next to it have been taken away. They are unlikely to slump or tilt, unlike thin books.
Someone actually borrowed this kind of reference book...
This row of bookshelves is cramped full of English books and English dictionaries. Only readers with a master's degree in English literature will find this section relevant to their needs.
But...perhaps of his obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he doesn't verify if there is an invisible book in that empty space, he feels that his heart will not find peace.
The method of verification is very simple, just use his hand, place it between the two books, and reach out into the empty space.
If you can provide a solution to the disorder with a little effort, why not?
So he reached out...
Just when the finger was about to reach the empty space, the "McMillan English Dictionary" next to it was suddenly taken away. Of course, it was not taken away by him, but by the person standing on the other side of the bookshelf...
And his hand subconsciously stopped in its path.
With two books missing, the gap became bigger, and a pair of eyes were seen on the other side of the gap. Those big and attractive eyes left him a strong impression.
Even if he can only see a part of the face, he recognizes it immediately. There was no doubt about it - The person is Zhuang Xiaodie.
What a coincidence! Is she actually in the library too?
She also looked at him through the gap from across the bookshelf.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

It was Saturday, and I didn't have any extra class as I usually had, so I stayed at home. Mom was gone with her friends for a sudden meeting, and she would come home by midnight since the meeting was held next town. All that I did at home was cleaning the house. You know, it's good to practice being a mother. Doing all that cleaning stuffs. But not cooking. I didn't feel like cooking at the moment, though actually I could do it.

As I finished cleaning the house, I opened my German book. I studied hard to understand German grammar. I looked up my dictionary as well when it came to a really confusing lesson. There was a thesaurus in the dictionary. Well, I loved this book. Mom suggested me to buy it and yeah, she was right for choosing this dictionary.

While I was studying, my phone rang. But it wasn't a call but a message.

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Do you have some free time today, Cass?

Cody.

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'What does he want to do with me? Will he come over and teach me German?' I thought inside my heart.

I texted him back and told him that I was free. Then he didn't text me back.

Not long after that, I heard my house bell rang. It was a dog-barking bell. Well, when strangers came, they would think that there was a dog inside the house.

I ran down the stairs and went to the front room of my house. I almost tumbled but I held on the wall and got back straight.

"Yes?" I opened the door and saw the one who just texted me. "Cody? How could you be here so fast?"

"Because I was already here when I texted you," he told me.

"And you're coming to.." I didn't finish my words deliberately.

"To visit you," he replied.

"Visit me? Why?"

"Cass, I've been standing here for about ten minutes and the sun has burned my skin, so--"

"Oh," I giggled. "I'm sorry. Come in." I opened the door wider and gave him a space to walk in.

He was wearing a red jumper and blue denims that made him look bright. His blond hair was neat as always. Well, I could see he had applied some hair gel.

He sat on a couch facing south and I sat across.

"I just want to check if you need my help," he answered my unanswered question.

"Need your help?" I frowned.

"I'm your partner in German class, remember?" he reminded me.

"But, you said that I should go with the flow--"

"That's why I'm here," a cheerful tone was heard from his mouth.

I shook my head. "I don't understand," I said.

He only smiled. "Where's your mom?" he asked.

It was not the response I wanted to hear from him. "She has a meeting with her friends out of town," I answered.

He nodded.

Even though Cody was my ex, and he was a partner of mine in this German assignment, at the moment I truly didn't want to be with him – not because I hated him, but just because I wanted to focus on German. Nonetheless, he was still a guest. I had to treat him well.

"Wait here. I'll be right back," I left him alone in the living rome and rushed to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and poured an apple juice that I made this morning into it – well, it was his luck – then I put it on a tray and went back to the living room. I put the glass together with the tray on the table.

"What's this?" he asked.

"An apple juice," I replied.

"Looks delicious," then he took the glass and sipped it. "Who made it?"

"I did," I replied.

"Cool. You'll be a great mother," he said, and he sipped again. Then he put the glass back on the table. "Cassy,"

I turned to him again after I checked the wall clock and realized that it was only ten in the morning. "Yeah?" I responded.

"I'm doing you a favor," he looked deep into my eyes,

"Yeah?"

"so, would you do me a favor too?" he looked deeper into my eyes.

"And what favor is that?"

He didn't answer. He was only looking at me.

"Cody, now you're creeping me out," I leaned my back against the couch. "Stop it now."

He stopped staring at me and burst into laughter. "Sorry," he said. "It was so funny looking you are scared like that. Sorry."

I didn't laugh. I didn't understand why he did that 'funny' thing to me. Yeah, at least he said it was funny.

However, despite his behaving weird at the moment, I could see him just like the way I used to when I was his girlfriend. He was so gentle, but he was so funny too. He was warm and so caring.

"Cass, Cassy," he woke me up from musing.

"Okay, so I was thinking of the real reason why you're visiting me," I hid the fact that I had been musing about him.

"Well, let me just go straightforward," he said. "I want you to sing for me."

"Sing for you?" it became weirder than before.

He moved forward but still sitting on the couch. "Here," he started, "I'm joining a competition. It is a music video competition. I'm doing a cover of a song 'Have Your Way' by Britt Nicole, do you know the song?"

I nodded.

"and I know I'm not that good at singing, but you are, so please, help me by singing for me?"

I was thinking for a while. Cody was doing me a favor in German. He even took the class he should not take. Was there any reason for me to refuse to help him? He had been so good to me.

"So, how could I help you?" I asked.

"You want to help me? Oh, thank you, Cass!" he cried joyfully. His dimples appeared. I liked to see them adorned his face.

"Okay, no prob," I responded with a shrug. "And when will we start?"

He snapped his fingers. "I have a mini studio in my house, and we can record your voice there," he told me.

"A mini studio? You mean like the musical instruments, recording app, and the else? Oh that's really cool!" I burst into joyful noise.

I did love singing. I did love everything about music. I had this from my dad. He was so into it. He was the best singer and pianist in his time. Well, it's just, I couldn't spend much time with him to jam since he worked in a faraway land.

After Cody sipped the juice to the last drop, I headed towards his house. I didn't want anyone that I didn't know break into this lovely house of ours.

I arrived at Cody's house. His parents greeted me as I showed up in front of them. They still considered me as his girlfriend too, just like Mom did. Well, not Dad. He didn't know that much. He only knew once I had boyfriend. I asked why Cody didn't tell them, and he answered that it was because he had no time to tell them. That didn't make sense to me. I thought I had a better reason, since Mom was burderned with lots of things.

With the permission of his parents, I came into his room. It was the first time. When I had been his girl, I had never stepped into this room.

There were two parts in his room. Though it didn't look like originally parted, but yeah, it still looked quite wide. One side was his bedroom, with the whole boy stuffs hanging on the wall and laid on the bed -- I couldn't tell what they were -- and the other side was a mini studio.

The studio was nice. The wall was covered with some red thick carpets as the sound silencer. It felt so cozy being there. If I had had this in my house, I would have stayed longer at my room and perhaps not even gone out. Except for campus, of course.

"Since when did you have all this?" I asked. I was still amazed by the room.

"You like it?" he asked me back.

I nodded.

"The day after we broke up "

I turned to him as I heard the phrase 'broke up' which was rather sensitive.

"I started to save money," he explained. "I've been dreaming of being a successful musician."

"You didn't tell me anything about it when we were," I paused a while before saying the next word, "together."

He was doing something with his computer which I guessed would be used for the recording. "I wanted to do it, but before I did it, we broke up," he said without looking at me.

"Yeah," was the only respond that I could give.

"It's ready," he turned to me. "Get the microphone. Make yourself comfortable there and put on the headphone."

I did what he said. I settled myself on a high glossy armless chair, put on the headphones and set the microphone right before my mouth.

He gave me a sheet of paper where the lyrics of Have Your Way written, in case I forgot the lyrics. He told me to get ready after he raised his thumb up.

I was listening to the music he had arranged. It was an acoustic one but it is so beautiful.

Feels like I've been here forever

Why can't You just intervene?

Do You see the tears keep falling

And I'm falling apart at the seams

But You never said the road would be easy

But You said that you would never leave

And You never promised that this life wasn't hard

But You promised you take care of me

So I stop searching for the answers

I'll stop praying for an escape

And I'll trust You God with where I am

And believe that You will have Your way

Just have You way...

"Just have Your way, yeaaah," I ended my singing. I didn't realize that tears were streaming down my cheeks at the end of the song.

Cody approached me and he gave me a ply of tissue.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold it," I said. "Did I make the recording bad?"

He shook his head. "I love it. It sounds really natural. It comes from your heart," he convinced me. "I was expecting such emotion, and then you did it."

I smiled and held the wet tissue.

"Thank you, Cassy," he gently touched my shoulder. "You're great."

"It's me who should thank you," I wiped my tears.

He moved a chair, similar to the one I was sitting on, and sat in front of me. "What's the matter, Cass?" he asked. "You can tell me anything."

I nodded and broke into tears again. "Cody," I wanted to tell him, but then I couldn't. I was crying. "I miss my dad."

He didn't say a word. He caressed my left shoulder. He tried to comfort me.

I managed my breath. I tried to tell him. "I miss the life that I used to have when my dad was still here. I miss the fun and joy spending my time with him and mom together. I miss seeing them caressing each other," finally I can say it.

"Cassy," he called my name gently. "God has His way. You only need to believe." He held my hands.

I nodded repeatedly and said to him, "Thank you so much."

"Anytime, Cassy," he said.

It was the moment when I was so encouraged. I was so upset, because the burdens inside my heart were piling up higher each time but I didn't tell Mom about it. I didn't dare to. It was hard enough to see her looking at dad's pictures and sometimes weeping. It felt like Dad wouldn't come back, but he could do it. It's just, I didn't know when. I prayed to God that there would be a way to make him back again to us.

My mind recalled the memory when Dad argued with Mom over a little thing. I didn't know what it was. Day by day, the argument became bigger and bigger and in one of those days, they fought. It was a really big one. I was watching them from the upper floor and I couldn't do anything. I saw Dad left with a big suitcase and never came back ever since. A year later, I heard Dad lived in Detroit and he had a great job. I felt glad for him, but at the same time, sad.

Cody was such a great friend, and would always be. I was so grateful to have him. I thanked God for this.

"Feeling better?" he asked me.

I nodded.

"Now, let me drive you home," he stood up. "I think you might need a rest."

I nodded again.

I left his house without his parents knowing. I didn't want them to see that I had been crying. Cody drove me home and left me there alone waiting for Mom to go back home.

//IABOG//

What if because of German you lost your boyfriend? And what if because of German as well you got your boyfriend back as well as your Dad who had been away from your family for years? Check this book out and enjoy!

---------------3rd POV--------------

Monday,10th February 2020

It's a normal day in a prestigious senior high school. The teachers there were teaching their students enthusiastically, while the students are doing their own stuff quietly. 

While time moves on, it seems that there is a student sleeping in one of the class. It seems like he has panda eyes from either having not enough sleep or by some whatever things that may happen to this poor and exhausted student yesterday.

 As the student enjoys his sleep, it seems like fate and luck is not on his side as the teacher who is teaching in front have seemed to notice this naughty student. 

the teacher is a mature woman named Fiona who is about 30 years old in age but magically her looks are still in her 20's. She has purple hair and eyes. She is an English teacher with 170 cm tall in height and a body that will make boys drool like crazy. She was their homeroom teacher.

As she slowly walks toward the sleeping student, it seems like the whole class goes silent in an instant.

With a dictionary on hand, she slowly raises the book after nearing that student's desk. And suddenly... 

*BAAAM!!!!!!!*

As the sound of the dictionary slams with the student table echo throughout the classroom. Valin, the student who's table get slammed so hard gets a rude awakening.

"AAHHHHH!!!!!! Who's there? Don't you dare come near me. I know martial arts and I'm not afraid to use it," as he said, in half sleep state with hands performing kung-fu stances on the air.

 The whole class erupted into laughter while Valin unaware of what he had just done.

"Valin you troublemaker, you're going to meet me in the teacher's office after school ends," said the teacher as her eyes glare deep into Valin's eyes, invoking fear into Valin's heart.

After a while, the teacher returns to the front of the class to continue her teaching.

Valin is a Chinese-American decent with red hair and golden eyes. He has quite a handsome look that was ruined by his stiff like hair and his natural deposition that reeks trouble. He is 1,8 m tall, with a skinny body yet it seems like it compacts quite a muscle that makes you wonder if he does some workout or maybe some martial arts.

Not long after he managed to collect himself, Valin glares to his deskmate beside him with a gaze deep with resentment and anger.

Valin deskmate is an American descent with chocolate brown hair and black eyes. He is what everyone would call a fatty with a body height of 170 cm with 95kg in weight.

While Valin's deskmate seems to be extremely focused on the teaching in the front as if something very interesting is happening.

"Pandu you fcking b*stard"

Pandu who seem to finish whatever he was
observing, finally answer.

"What?"

Valin answers "You..... I thought I've asked you to wake me up as soon as the tigress notice me sleeping!!!!!!! "

"Well... It seemed like you're enjoying it so much that it'll be a waste to simply wake you up you know," Pandu countered.

"Well well well it seems like I've been too soft to you for quite a while my cute fatty lamb hehehehehe...." said valin with a mischievous gaze and a strange expression. 

Pandu then feels the goosebumps all over his body. Hastily he said "Oh come on man, you sounded like a perverted old man. Why only you can troll others while I can't troll you back huh?'

"You dare to betray the trust of I the great trickster?" Valin then keeps gaze into Pandu's eyes with his calculative golden eyes that Pandu started to feel as if Valin gazed into his soul with that golden eyes of his, it's even more menacing then usual because of the panda eyes. 

Pandu gets even scared by valin incoherent mumblings that may or may not be dangerous for him. Reluctantly Pandu asks forgiveness to him. 

"I kowtow to the grandmaster please forgive me," said Pandu with fake crocodile tears, with a playful tone, and a tint of sarcasm

"Why can I feel the sarcasm in your tone huh you punk?"Valin keeps gazing into Pandu eyes deeper and deeper that Pandu started fears for his own well being as he knows Valin self-titled trickster is not a joke Pandu would bet that if Valin is just joking with him.

Pandu gives up"okay-okay I'm sorry for real. How about this ill pay you lunch money for today"

"Hahahahaha now that's my boy. Why didn't you just give up a long time ago?" Said Valin happily.

At last Pandu have to give some sacrifice to Valin for his well being but after thinking Valin's demise by that tigress make him thinks that the sacrifice is worth it.

--------------Valin POV-------------- 

TRINGGGG...

After I heard the school bell ring, I feel dread rose up within me. That's to indicate the end of the school. The school usually end at 4 p.m. sharp.

While others go straight to home, I'll have to meet the tigress that I offend this morning. I cursed inside as I organize my books inside my bag.

After that, I glared one last time to Pandu, this traitor and slowly get out of the class to meet miss Fiona that tigress. 

Why does she always targets me out of all the people in the class I wonder?
 
But hey at least I get free lunch from Pandu that traitorous fatty today (got to save money you know.). 

I wonder how should I prank him? Humm... I swear I'll feed him food mixed with laxative, later on, at least he will lose some fat because of that fufufu. But first I've got a tigress to tame.

 As I neared the teacher office, I can feel the oppressive aura it emitted after the countless culmination of students fears and teachers anger. 

I started to feel the oppression just by nearing it. But after many times going here I've created some sort of resistance to it, but its still god damn scary. 

If I were, to be honest, the 2nd most visited the place by me in this school is the teacher room.

Preparing my heart, mind, and body for this moment, I entered the teacher's room.

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A journey always started with a single step but as you step further and further never-ending tides will push against you, stopping and straying you from your path.

Those who push against the tide with all of their might and will walk in the path of the strong.

Those who played the tides and making it push you further with their mind and thought is the path of the wise.

Only those who walked both paths will truly become a legend, walking a path they have taken with no regrets.

Join Valin journey. A journey that will last for a lifetime yet most will never treads.

"I shall overturn fate if it's against me."

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Hello, the author here.
this is technically my first real novel.

I'm not a native in English (but I'm quite great at it) and I'm using Grammarly keyboard and whatever knowledge of English I have to type in my phone lol. 


I'm editing this my self+grammarly so don't expect a truly high-quality novel (also because writing novel mobile is 10x harder than on a computer) but at least try reading before anyone judges me lol.


P.s. if you like what you see pls support this novel by giving comments, rating, review, and power stones. , the most important thing is for you guys to enjoy~.

Novel cover copyright is not my own pls comment on my latest chapter if you(owner of the picture) want to take it down.

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