...
Looking at Bibi Dong's horrified expression, Luo Nan curled his lips in disdain and continued to deliver a fatal blow:
"Not only do I know you have the Rakshasa God Trial, but I also know..."
"After you and Yu Xiaogang separated back then, Yu Xiaogang immediately went to look for other women and forgot about you."
"Shut up! You are not allowed to insult Xiaogang!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's name, Bibi Dong seemed to have her reverse scale touched, and she screamed hysterically.
"Insult? I'm merely stating a fact."
Luo Nan looked at her coldly and said, every word piercing her heart:
"You say Yu Xiaogang's Spirit theory is invincible under heaven?"
"That is simply ridiculous to the extreme!"
"If his theory were really that strong, why has he researched for so many years—"
"—and his Spirit is still that trash Luo San Pao whose farts sound like thunder?"
"Why has he been unable to make his own Spirit evolve?"
Luo Nan pointed at the Golden Sacred Dragon circling above his head, radiating endless majesty, and said proudly:
"Open your eyes wide and look closely!"
"My Spirit was originally Luo San Pao as well!"
"But now, it has evolved into the top-tier Golden Sacred Dragon!"
"What Yu Xiaogang couldn't do, I have done!"
"Those so-called theories of his are not even worth dog shit in the face of absolute strength and facts!"
"For such a piece of trash who can't even figure out his own Spirit and only knows how to swindle everywhere—"
"—you actually didn't hesitate to abandon the foundation of Spirit Hall and run over to look for trouble with me?"
"Bibi Dong, not only is your strength weak, but your brain is also filled with water!"
"Remember, next time before you want to stand up for others, take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror."
"See how much you weigh! Don't come out and make a fool of yourself anymore!"
Luo Nan's words directly shattered her deepest and most solid defense line into pieces.
Bibi Dong was blasted into speechlessness, her lips trembling violently, yet she couldn't refute even half a word.
That's right, if Xiaogang's theory was truly invincible, why couldn't his Spirit evolve?
Why could Luo Nan's Luo San Pao evolve into the Golden Sacred Dragon?
Could it be... that Xiaogang really is trash?
Could it be that everything she had persisted in all along was just a joke?
Bibi Dong's mentality completely collapsed.
She slumped blankly in the ruins, her eyes empty, as if she had lost her Soul.
Luo Nan couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to this hopeless lovesick brain.
He put away his Spirit, turned into a streak of light, and sped away toward Heaven Dou City without looking back.
Watching Luo Nan's retreating figure disappear into the horizon, Bibi Dong's gaze was extremely complex.
There was resentment, fear, and confusion, but even more so, a profound sense of powerlessness.
In her mind, the content of the second Rakshasa God Trial involuntarily surfaced.
[Rakshasa God Second Trial: Conquer Luo Nan. Whether by suppressing him with strength or making him submit in other aspects, both are acceptable. Time limit: Five years.]
When she first received this divine trial, Bibi Dong even thought the Rakshasa God was handing her free points.
Conquering a Spirit Douluo who had insulted Xiaogang wouldn't that be as easy as taking candy from a baby?
But now, Bibi Dong was utterly despairing.
Conquer him?
Stop joking!
With her current strength, she couldn't even take a single move from him; what would she use to conquer him?!
"Luo Nan... what kind of person are you, really..."
...
On the other side, after teaching Bibi Dong a lesson, Luo Nan was in a great mood.
Travelling at lightning speed all the way, he quickly returned to the bustling Heaven Dou City.
He returned to the Moon Pavilion.
It was currently afternoon; inside the Moon Pavilion, the sound of the zither was melodious, presenting an elegant and tranquil atmosphere.
Familiar with the path, Luo Nan arrived outside a spacious classroom on the top floor of the Moon Pavilion.
Through the half-closed door, he saw a graceful figure that haunted his dreams.
Tang Yuehua was wearing a luxurious silver court long dress, which perfectly set off her graceful, gentle, and dignified temperament.
She was standing on the podium, holding a pointer, patiently guiding dozens of noble youths of the Heaven Dou Empire below to learn court etiquette.
"Yuehua."
Luo Nan leaned sideways against the door frame, a gentle smile hanging on the corners of his lips as he softly called out.
Although the voice was not loud, it appeared exceptionally clear in the quiet classroom.
Tang Yuehua's delicate body on the podium shuddered violently.
She turned her head in disbelief, and when she saw the one standing at the doorway—
—that familiar figure, dusty from travel yet still handsome and upright—
—crystal tears instantly welled up in her beautiful eyes that were usually as calm as ancient wells.
"Luo Nan!"
Under the dumbfounded gazes of all the noble students, this usually noble, elegant, dignified, and reserved...
...Moon Pavilion Master, hailed as the number one socialite of Heaven Dou City, actually lifted the hem of her long dress directly.
Like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest, she threw herself recklessly into Luo Nan's arms!
"Bang!"
Tang Yuehua tightly hugged Luo Nan's neck, burying her cheeks deeply into his broad chest.
Greedily breathing in the familiar masculine aura on his body, her tears flowed down unstoppably.
"You bad man... leaving for over a month without even a single letter... I thought something happened to you..."
Tang Yuehua's voice carried a hint of grievance and lingering fear.
Where was there still half an ounce of the Moon Pavilion Master's majesty? She was completely a little woman missing her husband.
Those noble students in the classroom were all dumbfounded.
One by one, their mouths widened, and their chins almost dropped to the floor.
Was this still their high-and-mighty, inviolable Pavilion Master?!
Who on earth was this man who suddenly popped out, actually able to make the Pavilion Master lose her composure like this?!
Feeling the softness and tenderness of the beauty in his arms, the trace of fatigue in Luo Nan's heart instantly vanished into thin air.
He gently stroked Tang Yuehua's smooth, long hair and softly comforted her:
"I'm sorry for making you worry. Didn't I come back safely?"
Afterwards, Luo Nan raised his head, his gaze sweeping across those students in the classroom who were still dazed.
With a wave of his big hand, he said:
"All right, today's class ends here."
"Your Pavilion Master has no time to teach you now; hurry up and dismiss class to go home, and come back tomorrow!"
The students were awed by Luo Nan's aura; how dare they say anything more? They hurriedly packed their things and fled the classroom like a flock of startled birds.
After everyone left, Luo Nan directly locked the classroom door from the inside with a backhand motion.
He lowered his head, looking at Tang Yuehua in his arms whose cheeks were flushed and whose eyes were like water, a mischievous smile curling at the corners of his lips.
"Yuehua, as the saying goes, a brief parting is sweeter than a wedding."
"For this past month or more, I've missed you to death..."
Luo Nan directly picked Tang Yuehua up horizontally in a princess carry as she gasped in surprise.
He strode toward the large, soft resting couch at the back of the classroom.
"Aiya... what are you doing... this is a classroom..."
Tang Yuehua's face flushed red with shyness, and she struggled symbolically a few times, but her hands still tightly hugged Luo Nan's neck.
"What's wrong with a classroom? There are only the two of us here now."
Outside the window, the sunlight was bright; inside the classroom, spring was full of life.
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