Chapter 35

Lin Beichen, with a face full of morning grumpiness, walked out of the tent, muttering, "Who is it..."

He raised his eyes.

In the moonlit tree shadows, a figure in a blue swordsman's robe stood quietly, smiling as if she were a quietly blooming night-blooming cereus in the dark night.

It was Mu Xinyue.

"Hmm?"

Lin Beichen was quite surprised: "Why is it you?"

No wonder the butler's voice was so lewd just now.

He must have thought that Lin Beichen and this woman still had some illicit affair.

Mu Xinyue said, "I came to see you... What, are you not welcome?"

"Of course..." Lin Beichen said, "I'm not welcome."

Mu Xinyue was not angry, but smiled slightly and said, "You silly, are you still angry with me?"

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

Oh, really?

Is she pulling this?

This woman is really a master-level绿茶 (green tea) b*tch.

Even at this moment, she can still have the nerve to say such things?

"I know you are already blaming me for the hurtful words I said to you on that day when you were at your lowest and most miserable, and for breaking off our friendship..." Mu Xinyue bit her lip, looking aggrieved, and said, "Actually, do you know? I was trying to motivate you. Only by making you feel utterly hopeless and losing all your support could you truly awaken, grow, and rise against the odds... Look, haven't you achieved it now?"

Clap, clap, clap!

Lin Beichen couldn't help but clap.

Then he suddenly rushed to one side and shouted, "Butler, quick, where's the bucket? Bring me a bucket."

Butler Wang Zhong was startled, thinking that the young master had been poisoned by the dinner he had prepared, and hurriedly brought a bucket over, saying, "Young master, don't scare me, what's wrong?"

"I'm nauseated."

Lin Beichen exaggeratedly dry-heaved into the empty bucket and said, "You really disgust me. Honestly, I've never seen anyone more shameless than me, and she's a woman... Truly, disgust is the mother of all disgust—disgust to the extreme."

"Uh, young master, if you really find it disgusting, why don't you plug your ears?"

The old butler, with a look of experience, said, "Actually, this woman, though her heart is dirty, she is very beautiful. If you don't listen to her words and only look at her face and figure, with my rich experience, she is absolutely a top-notch beauty. If she develops for another one or two years, she will be perfect."

Damn.

Old Wang, your cooperation...

You sly dog, you're really clever.

Lin Beichen secretly gave a thumbs-up to the lecherous old butler in his heart.

"Yes," he wiped his mouth, looking regretful, and said, "Such a beautiful woman, it's a pity that she has a mouth that can speak. Otherwise, she would be perfect."

A hint of anger flashed in Mu Xinyue's eyes.

But she controlled her emotions very well.

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"Beichen, if you think humiliating me can make you feel better, then go ahead and humiliate me... After all, those words I said that day did hurt you deeply."

She said softly.

Lin Beichen was utterly amazed.

When a person has no shame, they are invincible.

This woman... is a bit scary.

Wait.

This isn't a Qiong Yao drama.

The plot development is wrong.

Lin Beichen didn't want to tangle with such a woman. He didn't even want to argue with her, so he bluntly said, "Go away, we have nothing more to say. See you on the stage tomorrow."

Mu Xinyue pouted and said, "No, I won't leave until you forgive me."

Lin Beichen: "￥%#……"

"What the hell do you want?"

He asked angrily.

Mu Xinyue smiled and said, "I knew you would forgive me... On the stage tomorrow, can you let me win?"

"Huh?"

Lin Beichen was completely stunned.

Is there really such a shameless person in the world?

"You don't know how important the first place in this mid-year competition is to me," Mu Xinyue said. "As long as you let me win, I will do anything you ask. From now on, I can be with you forever."

Lin Beichen said, "You know I have a slave contract with Wu Xiaofang. Do you want me to be a slave?"

Mu Xinyue said, "It's no problem. I can persuade Senior Brother Wu to give up that contract."

Lin Beichen lost his patience completely and said, "Get lost. I find you disgusting. I like to control my fate in my own hands and don't want to rely on others. If you want to be the first, you should win it on your own. Want me to let you win? Ha, unless the mountains crumble, the earth splits, the rivers run dry, and the winter thunder roars."

"Ah."

Mu Xinyue sighed and said, "Beichen, you've changed, you've become heartless."

Lin Beichen sneered inwardly: The one who wasn't heartless was already played by you.

Mu Xinyue continued, "No matter what, you are the only man who has entered my heart. My feelings for you have never been fake... Big Brother Beichen, I'm leaving."

With that, she turned and left, looking melancholy.

Lin Beichen didn't say a word.

This woman is really toxic.

She can't be simply described as selfish and shameless.

She is... that kind of...

Lin Beichen thought for a long time and felt that using "green tea" to describe her was an insult to the words "green tea."

This is really a case of when the birds grow big, all kinds of forests appear.

He turned back and went to sleep.

Who knew, he had only dozed off for less than ten minutes when the old butler's voice came from outside the tent, saying, "Young master, someone is looking for you."

"Tell her to get lost."

"Uh, this person is a bit special, you'd better see her yourself."

"You sly dog, you said the same thing just now..." Lin Beichen angrily crawled out of the tent and said, "I already told you I won't let you win, get lost, are you done yet, you green tea b*tch... Oh? Instructor Ding, why are you here?"

The person standing outside the tent was not Mu Xinyue.

It was the sword instructor of Class Nine, Ding San Shi.

"Green tea b*tch?" Ding San Shi asked curiously, "What does that mean?"

"Uh..." Lin Beichen said honestly, "It's an insult to women."

"Did Mu Xinyue just visit you?"

Ding San Shi asked.

Lin Beichen exaggeratedly said, "Wow, are you spying on me?"

Ding San Shi was speechless and said, "I just happened to see her walking out of the woods when I came."

"Oh."

Lin Beichen said, "Old man, what brings you here so late at night?"

Ding San Shi said, "What do you think? Where is my sword?"

Today on the stage, he kindly lent his precious sword to this little brat.

After the second match, this little brat ran off so fast that he didn't even return the sword.

"Uh..."

Lin Beichen immediately put on a pained face and said, "Instructor, I still have the competition tomorrow. How can I fight without a sword? Your sword is a treasure, hehe, can I borrow it for one more day? I'm your beloved student, you can't just watch me fight Mu Xinyue, that green tea b*tch, with bare hands, can you?"

He wasn't refusing to return it.

He just wanted to borrow it for one more day.

Because he had already seen that Ding San Shi's sword was of exceptional quality.

In the clash with Wu Xiaofang's "Tracer Sword," the sword didn't show any marks.

This battle with Wu Xiaofang reminded Lin Beichen.

Weapons are also important.

His current combat strength is all in the sword.

He needs a good sword to fully unleash his true strength.

Ding San Shi laughed and said, "You little brat, you have a good eye. How about this, if you answer my questions well, I'll give you this sword."

Lin Beichen's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Ding San Shi said, "I'm an old man and a school instructor. Do you think I would deceive a little kid like you?"

"Hehe, that's great." Lin Beichen said, "Ask away, even if you want to know when my demon-like older sister had her first period, I can tell you."

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