Tang Xiaoyu heard these words and completely erupted.
"What the hell do you count as?"
"You dare to scold me?"
"What's wrong with scolding you! Short and pockmarked, thinking you're so cute! Still pretending to be a loli, pretending to be a winter melon again."
Tang Xiaoyu didn't give Sima Ruoxue a chance to refute, and continued: "Not only are you short, but you also have two papayas on your chest. You don't think this is your capital, do you!"
"On others it's called capital, but on your winter melon height it's really disgusting."
"Why don't you take a mirror and take a full body photo, not just your face?"
Wang Ziyan interjected: "Brother Tang, don't say that about her! Some people like it a lot."
She also quietly reminded: "The one next to her is the Fortune's Son we're talking about."
Tang Xiaoyu was still angry, he sneered: "Fish look for fish, shrimp look for shrimp, turtles look for turtles. Whoever is with her can't be any good!"
"They must be a group of people whose parents didn't teach them how to speak properly."
"Ziyan, you must not learn from them. As people, we must first learn to respect others, only then will others respect you."
"I know, Brother Tang."
Sima Ruoxue was so angry she couldn't speak, she could only look towards Ye Xuan.
Xiao Chenfeng and several others also stood behind Tang Xiaoyu.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to help her, he saw his master walk over.
Everyone quickly bowed: "Elder Two"
"Master"
"Elder Zhou"
Seeing Ye Xuan call Elder Zhou master, Tang Xiaoyu immediately distanced himself from Elder Zhou.
"Little Tang, what do you mean by this?"
Tang Xiaoyu said in disgust: "Don't say you know me from now on, I want to live a few more years."
"What do you mean by that?"
"If I had known earlier he was a disciple, I would have died rather than have anything to do with you." Tang Xiaoyu looked at Ye Xuan and said.
"Go on, say it! What's going on?"
"Don't ask, just don't know."
He looked at Wang Ziyan again: "Ziyan, go back and explain it to your Elder Two."
"Got it."
Tang Xiaoyu looked at Lu Changchun: "Uncle, hurry up and pack up, we're leaving."
Soon everything was put into Lu Changchun's storage ring.
Tang Xiaoyu pulled Wang Ziyan away: "Xiaoxue, sister, I'm leaving first, come find me when you have time!"
"Okay, brother."
"Okay, cousin."
Then came: "Elder Zhou, farewell, never see you again."
Elder Zhou looked at Xiao Chenfeng and the others: "What's going on?"
They shook their heads sympathetically and left directly.
This made Elder Zhou even more uncomfortable. He looked at his disciple.
The more he looked, the more angry he became. He scolded: "Can you focus on cultivation instead of always sticking with them!"
"I understand, Master."
Elder Zhou pointed at the three women: "Also rein in your ulterior motives. Don't think I don't know your purpose. Why didn't you like Ye Xuan before?"
After saying that, he strode away.
Leaving the four of them in turmoil.
On the Linghe, Tang Xiaoyu patted his chest: "You scared me to death. Why didn't you tell me earlier he was the Fortune's Son?"
"Brother Tang, don't mind these details. Today you really stood up for us. Seeing their faces, I just want to laugh."
"Ziyan, you have to help me this time."
"How can I help you?"
"Just go and spread it in the sect that he bullied me, an ordinary person. Make it sound like if anything happens to me, it's their fault. Just get the general idea across that I'm portrayed as the victim and you are the ones who saved me from the tiger's mouth."
"I believe in your ability to make up stories."
Wang Ziyan was reluctant: "Brother Tang, what do you mean?"
"I mean I trust you to get things done."
"That makes more sense."
After sending Tang Xiaoyu and the others to the outskirts of White Tiger City, Wang Ziyan went back.
Entering White Tiger City, after eating, everyone went back to their respective homes.
In the evening, Tang Xiaoyu and Lu Changchun arrived at Orchid Lodge on time. As soon as they entered the door, a waiter came over: "Brother Tang, Sister Lan asked you to go see her when you arrive."
"Thanks, I'll go right away."
"You're welcome."
Tang Xiaoyu knocked on the door of the office: "Sister Lan, I'm here."
"Come in!"
Entering the room, he saw Sister Lan going over the books. He asked: "Sister Lan, what did you want to see me for?"
Sister Lan put a piece of paper on the table: "Take a look at this!"
"It was delivered yesterday since you weren't home."
Picking up the paper, he saw three big words: "Conscription Order"
Sister Lan explained: "Yan Country has declared full-scale war on our Qin Country. They have already captured more than ten cities on the border. Now a conscription order has been issued. As someone who has just moved in, you are naturally among the first batch to be drafted."
Tang Xiaoyu asked in confusion: "Don't the cultivation sects do anything?"
"Cultivation sects do not intervene in these matters. After all, the game has its own rules. Breaking the rules has consequences that no single person or sect can bear."
"After all, cultivators are a minority. Ordinary people are the main structure of the continent."
Tang Xiaoyu scratched his head: "I thought cultivation sects decided the fate of countries."
Sister Lan smiled: "Cultivators go against the heavens in the first place, they can't get involved in unnecessary karma. It's hard to explain all the ins and outs at once."
"Just remember, ordinary people deal with ordinary people's affairs, cultivators deal with cultivators' affairs."
Tang Xiaoyu had probably overthought it. He thought a cultivator could decide life and death for all the mortals in a city.
If that was the case, there wouldn't be enough mortals in the whole continent for cultivators to kill.
If an ascended master was unhappy, one slap could make thousands of miles barren. No matter how big this world is, it wouldn't be enough for cultivators to fight a few rounds.
It simply wasn't possible for the situation in cultivation novels to occur: the masters have very strong abilities, one move can destroy the world, but after fighting for tens of thousands of years, the mountains and seas remain the same.
After understanding this point, Tang Xiaoyu roughly grasped the idea.
"Xiaoyu, do you want to go or not? If not, I can help you settle it."
Tang Xiaoyu put away the conscription order: "Without country, how to have home? I must go, this is the responsibility and duty of every citizen."
Seeing Tang Xiaoyu so determined, Sister Lan didn't try to dissuade him. She just took out the silver notes she had already prepared.
"This is your pay for this month. If you need anything, just ask and I'll try my best to satisfy it."
Tang Xiaoyu thought for a moment: "Don't tell anyone else about this. I plan to leave tomorrow."
"You're not even telling your uncle?"
"I'll talk to him."
"It's up to you."
"I'll be going out first."
"Go on then!"
Returning to the lobby, Tang Xiaoyu continued doing his job until closing time. On the way home, Tang Xiaoyu told Lu Changchun about today's events.
"Uncle, I'm going to be a soldier."
Lu Changchun was very surprised. "What's going on?"
Tang Xiaoyu told him about the situation in Qin Country.
"Is it a must to go?"
"I must go. This is my responsibility and duty."
"What about things here?"
"You'll take over here. I've taught you most of what I know. It won't be affected much without me."
"You know what I mean."
"I know, but this is fate. Can't avoid it."
"What about Little Three?"
"We were people of two different worlds to begin with. There was never any possibility of being together."
"Alright then. Since you've decided, I won't try to persuade you."
Tang Xiaoyu gazed at the bright moon in the night sky and sighed deeply before hurrying home.