olitary as him, what they need the most are friends.”
Xuan Yuan Po asked from the side, with much curiosity: “You want to become friends with Zhe Xiu?”
Tang Thirty-Six countered with his own question: “Can’t I?”
Chen Chang Sheng’s gaze fell upon the area beyond the crowd, looking at that wolf-tribe youth who was silently eating with his head held low, after a moment’s silence he said: “I thought you didn’t like people resembling him.”
Tang Thirty-Six’s gaze followed his, landing upon Zhe Xiu, he said: “That’s right, pretending to be lonely and acting despondent are things I used to always do… you all know this, I loathe that past-self, which means I will also dislike someone like him.”
Chen Chang Sheng retracted his gaze, turning it towards Tang Thirty-Six and asked: “Yet you still want to insist upon becoming friends with him?”
Tang Thirty-Six replied: “If he becomes our friend, he wouldn’t be able to be as malicious towards you and Her Highness.”
Xuan Yuan Po couldn’t stop himself from exclaiming: “The elders of my tribe were right, humans… really are bad people.”
“Not humans,” Chen Chang Sheng corrected him and said: “Only a particular human called Tang Tang.”
Tang Thirty-Six couldn’t be asked arguing with him, he stood up, patted away loose grass from his rear and said: “There’s nothing wrong with trying, he can’t possibly just kill me in front of so many people.”
Luo Luo hadn’t said anything until this moment, she said: “What my tutor said is correct, a solitary person doesn’t seem to need friends, at least… Wo Fu Zhe Xiu won’t be that type of person.”
Chen Chang Sheng gave her a glance, but didn’t say anything.
Tang Thirty-Six lifted up half a roast chicken that had hardly been touched from the mat. He also took two sheets of oilpaper and messily wrapped it, then headed towards the area beyond the crowd.
The Orthodox Academy group’s discussion didn’t catch the attention of others, but his sudden action of leaving the woodlands alongside his direction of travel, which seemed to be heading towards the location of Wo Fu Zhe Xiu, immediately captured everyone’s gazes.
The examinees were all very startled, not knowing what he was trying to do; the young girls from the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green and Holy Maiden Peak revealed signs of worry on their faces.
For these young girls, no matter how callous Tang Thirty-Six’s words were, or how arrogant his actions, he was still a dreamy and genteel nobleman. While Zhe Xiu, no matter how quiet or how many accolades he had achieved for the human and yao race, he was still a cold-blooded monster that is drenched in blood.
Seeing Tang Thirty-Six walk towards Zhe Xiu, naturally made them feel worried.
This world based upon appearances is indeed unfair.
The four from Li Shan Sword Sect who were currently eating and chatting by the streambank were also rather startled. Guan Fei Bai looked at Tang Thirty-Six with a slightly strange expression and asked: “What kind of crazy thing is that person trying to do now?”
At the Ivy League gathering, Tang Thirty-Six had affronted Li Mountain far too deeply, causing him to dislike Tang Thirty-Six intensely.
Qi Jian looked towards the wolf-tribe youth who was located beyond the crowd, his nose lightly wrinkled and his breathing became coarse, evidently fuming.
Gou Han Shi was slightly perplexed, wondering what had happened between his junior brother and Zhe Xiu in their previous battle, to cause him such anger.
The paved area before the Tower of Purging Dust was very broad, with a forest serenely present and a small stream tinkling by; in comparison, the location Zhe Xiu was sitting at had nothing, only a singular smooth rock.
Tang Thirty-Six walked before that rock, looking at Zhe Xiu, whom was kneeling, or perhaps crouching, in that strange position, he suddenly felt a little hesitant.
Zhe Xiu ignored him, quietly eating.
Tang Thirty-Six quietly looked at him, after a period of time, he suddenly said: “If others were to notice the details to your eating habits, they would definitely consider you to be really scary.”
Zhe Xiu took a drink of the fruit juice supplied by Li Palace, then raised his head and looked at Tang Thirty-Six.