Xu JinSheng wasn’t alone. Young master Xu, his son, was following behind him quietly.
Young master Xu had already changed into a different set of clothes but he still had a wound on his face that I caused. The surrounding students were all curious, but were afraid to ask any questions due to the heavy atmosphere.
As for the real Xu JinSheng, he had a good looking face, but his eyes were really small.
Although they were small, they still shined brightly and showed his self-cultivation.
Actually, I can’t tell anything about his skills, but they say it in wuxia novels all the time, so I just went with the flow.
“Aren’t you the second daughter of the Ren family?” Xu JinSheng made a slightly apologetic smile and pointed at the office towards the ends of the training grounds.
“Let’s talk over there. I kind of already have a gist on how my son offended you.”
Auntie Ren leaped off the stage while holding the ropes and walked with Xu JinSheng towards the office.
After walking a few steps, she called out to me:
“Ye Lin, bring the bag to me so they can’t say we don’t have any evidence.”
I recovered a bit of strength after sitting down for a while. My dad helped me off the stage and I went to ask instructor Huang for the bag.
Instructor Huang pointed to a boy sitting on a nearby bench, “I handed it to him.”
I staggered towards the boy who was wearing glasses and I saw him staring sluggishly at the bag on his legs as if he suffered a great shock.
Damn, he probably looked inside the bag. I specifically told instructor Huang that people shouldn’t look inside the bag! This boy looks like he’s in elementary school. If you let him see this many stolen underwear (some of which may even be worn), it will definitely affect his views and change his future!
I took the bag from his hands and said to him:
“Little boy, which you just saw was an illusion, don’t steal underwear when you get older!”
The little boy repeated: “Underwear, underwear…”
Why does he seem like a zombie from Plants VS Zombies were they keep muttering “Brains, brains….”! Why did young master Xu turn into an underwear thief after losing to me? Does this mean this little boy might also walk a dangerous path because he came into contact with me? Why do I have a strange ability to incite others to steal underwear? I don’t want this useless power!
I caught up to Auntie Ren and passed her the underwear bag. Then, the two of them entered the office and shut the door.
I thought she would use me as a witness, but I guess it’s better if I wait outside, otherwise I might get into a fight with young master Xu again.
I sat on a nearby bench while drinking the free bottled water. My dad and his vice-principal friend sat next to me and began to affectionately chat with me.
After I took a closer look, I remember I’ve seen his friend before and everyone used to call him by his nickname Gou Sheng…
Thus, I respectfully lowered my head and gave my greetings, “Uncle Gou Sheng…”
My dad quickly punched me on the head, “What are you saying? Call him Uncle He.”
Then, my dad smiled and apologized: “Kids don’t know any better. Gou Sheng, don’t take it personally.”
Uncle He had an awkward expression and his face wrinkled up.
“Lao Er, you’re also being disrespectful, you can call me Lao Liu.”
Uncle He mentioned their rankings when they lived in the same dorms in University. (TN: Yeah, in this case they literally refer to each other as second and sixth, I’m going to leave it in Chinese.)
“Sigh, Xiao Ye Zi has grown a lot in these couple of years…” Uncle He looked at me and lamented at the passing of time, “Xiao Ye Zi… looks much more manly…”
Ah, why is your face filled with regret? You should be happy for me if I’m more manly. Oh, that’s right, you’re not complementing my muscles, but sighing at the fact my face got fucked up! No wonder he’s the vice-principal, he can still have tact when calling someone ugly!
“If I recall, when Xiao Ye Zi was eight or nine, he was short and pretty. My wife was really fond of you at the time and always told me we should arrange a marriage between you and our daughter.”
“But you’re already so tall, and my daughter’s only 1.6m, so she won’t be a good match for you.”
Damn, are you going to break the marriage immediately after you saw my fucked up face? I don’t even care about your daughter , since I’m going to create an unprecedented enormous harem!
The female student who was defeated by me earlier walked over. She had changed into a new white uniform and beads of water hung from her hair. She tied her green belt tightly around her waist and made herself more noticeable with her protruding breasts and buttocks.
She walked straight towards me after looking at me with doubt.
Did she still not get enough? I was borrowing the strength of the ropes earlier, but I’m not her match with my remaining strength without assistance.
I never thought the one she was looking for was Uncle He. She walked in front of him and pouted:
“Dad, why are you here? Isn’t mom the one who usually picks me up?”
“Ah, Ling Ling, your mom sent her car in for a yearly checkup.” Uncle He laughed and scratched his sparse hair.
Before I could react, she politely bowed towards my father, “Hello Uncle Ye, you also came.”
“Yeah.” my dad said cheerfully, “Your dad brought me to the place to vent anger for professionals.”
Sh… shit, she was Uncle He’s child! I hope she doesn’t tell her dad the stuff I did to her on stage.
As expected, after greeting our dads, she pointed at me with an unpleasant expression:
“Who is he and why is he sitting here?”
I lowered my head with shame.
Uncle He quickly introduced the two of us: “He’s Ye Lin, the son of Uncle Ye. He’s currently attending second year of middle school in the west district. Ye Lin, this is my daughter and her name is He Ling. Her mother and I both call her Ling Ling. She’s in the third year of middle school at a girl’s school that’s in between the east and west district.”
A girl’s school. So is that why she comes to a dojang to be doted on by men, because she can’t see any boys at school? She appears polite in front of her elders, so Uncle He might even think she’s a virtuous girl.
When He Ling heard her dad’s words, blood rushed to her head and she almost stopped breathing.
But Uncle He didn’t notice her daughter’s abnormal expression and teased us:
“Look, your names actually rhyme, Lin and Ling… Lao Er, do you remember that poem?”
“Oh yeah, that’s right.” my dad began to recite the poem…
Stop reciting, can’t you see He Ling wants to strangle me?
“He’s only in middle school.” After a long pause, He Ling said, “I thought he was in high school.”
“Sorry, my son is a bit abnormal.” My dad patted my shoulder and urged, “Uncle He’s daughter is older than you by a year, so you should call her sister.”
I stammered: “Sister Ling Ling….”
He Ling’s face flashed red and white after being called ‘Sister Ling Ling’. I’m guessing she wants to kick me to death in her mind but she can’t do anything in front of her father.
“So, you’re Ye Lin? Your skills are pretty impressive.”
I was embarrassed: “It’s nothing much…”
He Ling became angrier. I guess if my skills were nothing and I defeated her, that means she’s worse than nothing.
“Then Ye Lin, I’ll be in your care.”
She said with hidden meanings, then she told her dad to immediately drive her home.
“Can you wait for a bit?” Uncle He asked, “I want to bring Uncle Ye back to his hotel too.”
My dad shook his hand in a hurry, “Don’t worry, I’ll walk with Ye Lin. Lao Liu, you head back first so your child can rest.”
Uncle He couldn’t withstand her daughter’s urging, so he left first with an apologetic expression.
While our fathers weren’t paying attention, He Ling turned around and made a warning at me with her fist.
Does she still want to get payback? It wasn’t even on purpose, it was her own fault she didn’t wear a bra!
The male students began to scatter and head home after He Ling left and it didn’t seem like Auntie Ren and the master was going to get into a fight. The only ones left were a few curious students and instructor Huang who was waiting outside the office.
The main lights were also closed since there was nobody still using the training grounds. There were only a row of small lights left to illuminate a path for walking.
The doors to the office were thick and soundproof, but you could hear still indistinctly hear Auntie Ren’s high pitched shouts of blame.
After about 40 minutes of discussions, the remaining students couldn’t stand the boredom and went home. Only instructor Huang stayed along with me and my father.
10 minutes later, Auntie Ren finally walked out full of vigor like the victor, but Xu JinSheng didn’t have much of a defeated expression. It seems they were able to make a compromise.