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"Another gathering?"
"I really don't want to go."
For Huo Wu and the others, attending a noble's banquet was quite troublesome; they couldn't stand all those formalities.
However, as students of the Tian Dou Royal Academy, and outstanding ones at that, they had to attend. Otherwise, it would seem like they were arrogant and conceited.
Although this world respected strength, their strength clearly wasn't at a level where they could refuse invitations. Moreover, with both Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Xuexing attending, the status of tomorrow's new students joining the Tian Dou Royal Academy would undoubtedly be extremely prestigious.
"Alright, don't say such things. Interacting with those noble kids is also a kind of social exercise for you." Qin Ming smiled, "If you build good relationships with those nobles, it will be greatly beneficial for you when traveling to other places within the Tian Dou Empire."
The world not only revolved around fighting; there were also social graces to consider.
Unconsciously, Tang San thought of a saying that applied just as well in the Douluo Continent...
The next afternoon.
The entire Tian Dou Royal Academy was bustling.
All the noble children in the academy dressed appropriately and made their way to the square, which was adorned with tables and flowers. At this moment, even the nobles restrained themselves a bit.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Guang Ling also changed into formal attire and followed Huo Wu and the others to the venue.
"It's really lively here." Xiao Wu looked at the students and nobles chatting with each other, picked up a pastry from a nearby table, and started munching on it directly.
That gesture was completely lacking in the etiquette expected of a noble.
The nearby noble students chuckled when they saw this, then distanced themselves from Xiao Wu and the others.
"Tsk," Xiao Wu shrugged it off, continuing to enjoy her pastry, ignoring the stares and even giving them a defiant glare, quite mischievous.
Tang San smiled and didn't intervene. As long as Xiao Wu didn't insult anyone or steal anything, it wasn't a big deal.
To be honest, Tang San himself didn't know how to converse with the nobles here. After all, they couldn't find common ground in their topics. If he took the initiative to talk, others might not even be interested in soul master cultivation.
So, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Guang Ling joined the ranks of pastry and beverage consumption. Surprisingly, the royal specialty tasted really good.
"Why do you guys only know how to eat pastries?" Huo Wu approached Tang San, who was trying to avoid the Xue Beng that wanted to chat with him, holding a transparent glass filled with purplish-red liquid.
After sniffing it, Tang San thought it was some kind of wine.
"No common topics, better not talk." Tang San swallowed a piece of cake-like dessert, scanned the surroundings, and shook his head, "As a master of soul theory with a somewhat solitary personality, you should understand."
"They all have these squinty eyes, don't like it," Xiao Wu's reason was simple.
"They're too noisy," Guang Ling added her excuse. Having received Tang San's true inheritance, she preferred to research quietly. She had no interest in the conversations and debates of the upper class. She felt like she was from a completely different world, unable to engage with them at all.
In fact, she felt that holding such a grand banquet just to welcome two new students was a waste of time and money. If this money were spent on various impoverished villages to help them establish larger living areas, or even cities, wouldn't that be better?
What's the point of this welcoming ceremony anyway?
Half an hour later, the main figures finally appeared.
A middle-aged man dressed in magnificent robes, wearing a crown, stepped forward, accompanied by a middle-aged man with a rather gloomy expression, and then, a familiar figure: Xue Qinghe.
Following that, the Xue Beng, who had previously conversed with Huo Wu, was also called over and joined the middle-aged man with the gloomy expression.
Emperor Xue Ye, Prince Xue Xing, Xue Qinghe, Xue Beng.
Tang San had already recognized them all and then looked towards the four people walking towards them.
One person exuded elegance and scholarly refinement; another, though over thirty, was spirited with sharp eyes, like a sword pointing straight to the sky, radiating sharpness.
Judging by the two girls beside them, one was cute and lively, and Tang San felt she looked familiar, guessing her identity:
Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
As for the other two, the elegant one must be Ning Fengzhi, and the other, the Sword Douluo.
No wonder the Emperor Xue Ye and the Prince Xue Xing came personally; it turned out Ning Rongrong was joining the Tian Dou Royal Academy.
The future possible successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong, deserved such solemn treatment!
However, Tang San was slightly surprised that Ning Rongrong hadn't mischievously run off to Shrek Academy. And who was the other little girl?
Where did the hot-tempered Mu Tian go?
This curiosity didn't last long, as Ning Fengzhi, after exchanging pleasantries with the Emperor Xue Ye, began introducing the two joining the Tian Dou Royal Academy to everyone.
The first, naturally, was Ning Rongrong.
The second, surprisingly, was Bai Chenxiang!
"The Min Clan..." Tang San squinted, stroking his chin, thinking to himself, "Why would Bai Chenxiang be with someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Wait, could it be because of the theories I've proposed, prompting the major powers on the continent to vie for the four major single-attribute families that once belonged to the Hao Tian Sect?"
"It seems I've caused quite a stir."
"But all this doesn't matter. The changes in some forces won't have a significant impact on the continent's landscape. When the time comes, no matter which force aims to unify the continent, it will be beneficial for me."
At this moment, Tang San realized the changes his crossing had caused, but he didn't mind because he understood that as his wings gradually matured, the number of people who could threaten him would decrease.
Other crossers?
Humph!
A group of small fries hiding in the shadows, not daring to disrupt the "plot" too much, afraid of unforeseen events. Such timid individuals weren't worthy of being his enemies.
After Ning Fengzhi finished introducing Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang, he let them make friends on their own, while the Emperor Xue Ye ascended to a high position and began speaking to the crowd about the future of the empire, soul masters, and nobility...
Many people appeared to be attentively listening, but in reality, they were whispering among themselves and not taking the Emperor's impassioned declarations to heart.
"Tang San?" Ning Rongrong noticed Xiao Wu's scorpion braid, a very distinctive feature. So naturally, the boy next to Xiao Wu was the humorous Tang San she remembered.
And Ning Rongrong's actions also caught the attention of other students and nobles.
"Long time no see, Your Highness, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School," Tang San nodded slightly.
"It's really you. You're even more handsome than before," Ning Rongrong circled around Tang San, blinked, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to really come to the Tian Dou Royal Academy."
"Oh? Your Highness, did you know I was coming?" Tang San's tone carried a hint of curiosity.
"Of course..."
(End of Chapter)