Many people in the inner court knew Wang Yan's identity. His grandteacher was the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult who had betrayed the academy, the one with the Gluttonous Divine Ox martial soul, Elder Xuan. For this reason, even though he had made many contributions to the academy's martial soul research in the past three years, he could not hold an important position.
Wang Yan looked at Han Ruoruo with a calm gaze and said, "Hello, Ruoruo. I know my sudden appearance is a bit presumptuous. However, I also know that this might be my only chance. I am no longer young, and in my past years, all my energy was dedicated to martial soul research. I know my cultivation is not high, and I am somewhat unworthy of you. However, it is not shameful to strive for happiness. I am willing to step forward for you, willing to express the admiration in my heart to you."
Han Ruoruo looked at him, dumbfounded, and said, "You, you actually like me?"
Although Wang Yan's gaze was calm, it lacked the sincerity of Xu Sanshi's from before. He nodded gently, "It was three years ago, I think. I had just returned from a major defeat in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Dueling Soul Contest. Later, I encountered some difficulties in my martial soul research. In order to atone for my mistakes, I proposed to Dean Yan to see if I could find a few inner court students to cooperate with me in my research. The student Dean Yan sent was you. We spent two months together researching martial souls. I'm not afraid of you laughing, but those two months were actually the least serious period of my martial soul research."
"Unconsciously, I was deeply attracted by your gentleness and grace. But, having lived a long life in vain, I did not know that that feeling was love."
"Two months passed, and you left. When you left, I only felt that something important to me had also been taken away by you. It was not until later that I understood that it was my heart that you had taken away."
"I know that we are not suitable. In the inner court, you are a prodigy, and at that time, you were already close to the eight-ring cultivation level, while I, at that time, was only at the five-ring level. There was a great disparity between us in both cultivation and personality, not to mention the teacher-student relationship. In order to bury the feelings in my heart, I devoted myself entirely to the research of martial souls, trying to forget you."
"However, when that feeling came, it was really not something that could be given up just by wanting to. For a period of time, I was once particularly dejected, and even looked down on myself. I had already worked so hard in my research, but as soon as I calmed down, I found that my mind was full of you by my side, practicing your martial soul. Every frown and smile of yours moved my heart. I wanted to find you more than once, but what made me feel helpless was that my low self-esteem suppressed me."
"It wasn't until a year ago that I gradually faced my inner feelings. My chances were really not many. In order to catch up with you, while researching martial souls, I also began to strengthen my own cultivation, hoping to be able to chase after your footsteps. Only by becoming stronger and stronger can I be worthy of you. Not long after, I broke through to level sixty and now have sixty-two levels of soul power. Although I am still far from you, this opportunity today, I really don't want to miss it again. At the very least, I want to express my feelings. Even if I fail, at least I will have no regrets."
"I originally thought that if you could find a good partner at the blind date event today, then I would silently bless you in the dark. However, they don't understand your good qualities. So, I was impulsive. Perhaps, because of my actions now, I will be expelled from the academy tomorrow, but I have no regrets."
Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, then stared at Han Ruoruo's somewhat dazed eyes, as if he had mustered all his courage, and said, "Ruoruo, can you give me a chance?"
Han Ruoruo looked at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan was also looking at her. Their eyes met. She seemed to be able to see the evasion at the deepest part of Wang Yan's clear eyes.
Han Ruoruo hesitated for a long time. She smiled, a smile as brilliant as a blooming flower. Her smile was so moving on this wonderful night.
She stood where she was, not moving, but just smiled lightly and said, "Then I would like to ask, what's the deal with you transferring the personal assets that previously belonged to Elder Xuan to that Qingya auctioneer?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan's face changed drastically. Han Ruoruo had been ordered to follow him and engage in martial soul research for two months. Her strength was far superior to his, so it was inevitable that she had discovered his little tricks.
He had privately misappropriated the assets left by Elder Xuan to support the female auctioneer he had met in the Star Luo Empire. As a result, after the other party had obtained the benefits she needed, she had dumped this old man with no background.
Later, he found out that the Qingya auctioneer came from a power called the Qian Gu family, and the female members of this family were good at using their own beauty to continuously attract men with high-quality martial souls, so as to give birth to offspring with excellent qualifications and to carry on the name of Qian Gu.
He had learned this from Dai Huabin after the Qingya auctioneer had left the Star Luo Empire. Her real name was Qian Gu Qingya.
What she was after was not only the fortune of a Super Douluo contributed by Wang Yan, but also the Coiling Dragon Staff, a high-quality martial soul with a certain potential.
Although not many people knew about this matter, a drunken outburst had allowed Han Ruoruo to see the true face of this good-for-nothing who was just like Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's research theories, placed in the world of ten thousand years later, many of the important theoretical results had been overturned by various people over the millennia, especially the sentence, "There are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters."
"Aren't you going to tell me about that Qian Gu Qingya?"
At this moment, Han Ruoruo only felt that this man named Wang Yan was extremely disgusting. Whenever she thought of the time she had been by his side practicing her martial soul, that undisguised, naked gaze, as if it wanted to strip her completely bare.
"Ruoruo, let me explain. At that time, I was just..." Wang Yan felt that he could not argue his way out. He, a dignified teacher from Shrek Academy, had actually been so infatuated with an auctioneer. If this were to get out, it would be a huge joke.
"Teacher Wang, you shouldn't have appeared here. Your age has already exceeded the requirement for this blind date event. Please go back." Xixi had also heard something unusual from Han Ruoruo's words. Moreover, this segment was the girls' home ground, and it was not the place for an outsider to cause trouble.
Many of the soul masters present, who were from major sects or high-level academies, had heard of the Qian Gu family's style of doing things. This family, which cultivated mating tools, was filthy to the bone.
Facing the strange gazes of nearly ten thousand people, Wang Yan only felt that he had suffered an unprecedented humiliation. Just because he had lost Elder Xuan, this powerful backer, anyone could step on his face.
"You're amazing, you're so noble. You can all mock me now. You've demoted me to an ordinary teacher. Have you ever thought about what would happen if my grandteacher were still here?"