Chapter 1940 - 1920:

Chapter 1940: Chapter 1920:

An Hao raised her brows, glanced at the chopsticks in Luo Qianqian’s hand, and reached toward He Wenyu: "Sister Shiliu, I want chopsticks too."

He Wenyu froze, looked at An Hao’s fork, a bit puzzled: "What’s wrong? The fork isn’t easy to use?"

"I’m a grown-up now, I’m not going to be like the little kids." She finished and glanced at Tantan, who was struggling to stab a fish ball with her fork.

Tantan stared at the fish ball on her fork, pouting in grievance. What did she do wrong again?

She thought for a moment, then viciously bit down on the fish ball, and stretched her hand out to He Wenyu...

"Yeah yeah yeah, chopsticks, right? Here." He Wenyu silently handed over the chopsticks, looked at the two little brats who both weren’t good at using them, rolled her eyes, and after a long while glanced speechlessly at Luo Qianqian: "Do you want a fork?"

"Sure, spoon for curry rice, fork for noodles, that makes perfect sense." Luo Qianqian had originally been waiting for the food to cool a bit before eating. Now, hearing He Wenyu say that, she instantly understood, calmly nodded, and took the new fork.

Off to the side, An Hao and Tantan, both struggling to eat noodles, were completely stunned...

An Hao was about to cry...

"You two use forks as well." Luo Qianqian said evenly, "Even your big sis doesn’t dare say she’s grown up yet, what are you two rushing for? Are you afraid growing up is some thing that’ll run off and not wait for you?"

Hearing that, An Hao immediately put down the chopsticks, picked up the fork he’d set aside, and quietly started eating his noodles, no longer as messy as before.

Tantan also put down her chopsticks, pouting: "I still want two more fish balls."

He Wenyu looked down and saw that there were only noodles left in Tantan’s bowl. She’d originally put ten fish balls into each bowl, but now the fish balls had all disappeared.

He Wenyu checked the pot—there were still ten left—so she naturally scooped out five for Tantan, planning to give the remaining five to An Hao.

An Hao watched the ladle appear over his own bowl and immediately pointed at Tantan: "Give them to her, I’ve had enough."

Hearing that, Tantan was moved into a muddled mess, her big eyes filled with happiness...

He Wenyu had no choice but to give all the fish balls to Tantan, then chuckled: "Once you finish, there won’t be any more; I only made this much. If you want to eat more, there’ll just be noodles left." Since it was noodles for kids, they were colorful veggie noodles, so they looked pretty appealing too.

"Okay then..." Tantan stared at the round little Wanzi in her bowl, swallowed, and decided to eat the noodles first...

Who knew the noodles would be delicious too...

So Tantan ended up eating more than twice as much as An Hao all by herself.

An Hao, however, was completely used to it by now.

After all, she’d already eaten more than him in the morning, plus had little meat patties as snacks...

Probably because she’s in a growth spurt, that’s why she eats more, right?

His big brother had said before that girls hit their growth spurts earlier than boys and develop faster. ℯℯ𝑙.

So he was used to it.

Tantan rubbed her own round little belly, ran over to the sunny spot by the window, and squinted in comfort...

"An Hao, you and Tantan rest for a bit. Sis will be back in a while." Luo Qianqian looked at the remaining stuff in the room. Mistress and the others had to go dump the trash, and more importantly, they needed to go settle the bill and all that. Their class wasn’t a bunch of cowards—how could they just let Heaven Class humiliate them like that? And doing it behind Long Tu’s and her back! Why didn’t they come challenge her one-on-one?

Mo stayed in the classroom to watch the kids—no matter what, Luo Qianqian just couldn’t feel at ease leaving little kids alone, right?

Watching the group leave, Di Jun rubbed his belly. Even though He Wenyu had sounded really serious, she still wouldn’t refuse to feed him. It was just that his portion was a bit different from everyone else’s... His was basically all noodles, with curry about the size of a fingernail...

Even so, he stubbornly kept eating, completely unmoved.

"Aren’t we going?" He looked at Long Tu, a bit hesitant.

One way or another, they were part of the class too, right? It was just that his strength wasn’t enough, so he firmly rejected going, while Long Tu’s strength was way too excessive, so... no one paid attention to him.

"We’re going, but not to the same place. We’re headed to the Arena. They’ll handle the revenge part; I’ll handle drawing aggro." Long Tu calmly stood up, glanced at the three-person sunbathing group by the window. With Mo there, those two little kids should be fine.

After Luo Qianqian transferred a sum of Glory Points to everyone, the whole group went off to decide on tomorrow’s battle targets.

"What are we doing now?" He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian and stretched lazily. "Sometimes I really feel like... having money is awesome."

"Us? We’re gonna go draw aggro. Our class’s name isn’t something they get to stomp on. Within our grade, fine, whatever; a grade above us is about the same level anyway, so let’s go challenge them a bit." Luo Qianqian’s lips curled in an evil grin.

He Wenyu’s eyes instantly lit up: "This move is genius! Let them see that, in our eyes, they’re nothing."

"Not necessarily nothing. Isn’t he supposedly the number one before breaking through? I don’t mind finding someone about his level and paying Glory Points to have them beat him up." Luo Qianqian smirked in mockery. "But we’ll wait until our class has gone through one round first."

"Then should I... go too?" He Wenyu was also looking totally raring to go.

"I think they allow two-on-two, right? Let’s go find ourselves some opponents." Luo Qianqian snorted. "Happens that I’m annoyed—time to blow off some steam..."

Only, by the time the two of them reached the Arena, Long Tu and Di Jun were already on stage...

"Whoa, there are people thinking the same thing as you?" He Wenyu exclaimed, then called out, "So are we still going up?"

"Nah. With that many people stepping up, it’s not called ’clearing our name’ anymore, it’s called ’provocation’." Luo Qianqian curled her lip. "Let’s watch first..."

Right as she finished speaking, the platform collapsed. Their opponents were knocked out of bounds before they could even make a move. Di Jun and Long Tu stood on the intact section, completely motionless, as if none of this had been their doing.

"I have a feeling..." He Wenyu suddenly said oddly.

"What feeling?"

"That the Arena might end up flattened into open ground." He Wenyu stated with certainty.

"That’s fine too. The way he’s doing it burns through quite a bit of energy." Luo Qianqian shrugged calmly. Before they could even sit down, it was already over—they could just leave now.

And right then they ran into the two who’d just lost and were full of resentment.

"Yo, if it isn’t the Freshman Yellow Class sisters. Feeling up for a round?" Seeing the two of them, the pair were instantly filled with murderous intent.

After all, they’d just lost to people from their class!

"We going?" Luo Qianqian glanced at He Wenyu.

He Wenyu looked a bit torn: "Isn’t that bad? Two losses in a row would be pretty embarrassing, right?"

"Big words, huh? If you lose, you’re gonna kneel and call us daddy!" The other side’s anger was practically bursting out of their eyes.

"Mm, I might not have sons as big as you, but if you lose, the stakes can be the same as theirs." Luo Qianqian lifted her chin, pointing at Di Jun and Long Tu walking up behind them.