Douluo Continent: Starting with the Burning Blade, he was then entangled with Ma Xiaotao.

Chapter 16 Wang Dong's Secret

Is anyone home?

After finishing dinner, Lin Feng gently knocked on Huo Yuhao's dormitory door and called out.

"Wait a moment!"

A slightly hurried response came from inside, the voice clear and bright, with a touch of youthful innocence.

Wang Dong?

Lin Feng glanced at the sanitation duty roster posted on the door, unaware that the door was actually only slightly ajar.

Just then, a gust of wind swept through without warning, and the door opened with a bang.

His gaze involuntarily fell into the room.

What first catches the eye is a head of wet, light blue hair, with water droplets rolling down the ends and tracing a path...

A back that was too white and smooth, with firm lines, was almost dazzlingly white in the dim light of the dormitory.

He had only ever glimpsed such a sight on that tomboy, Wu Feng.

"ah--!"

A short scream rang out, followed by an astonishing burst of soul power.

On the boy's bare back, a pair of huge and beautiful butterfly wings suddenly bloomed without warning, shimmering with light and color, like standing on a vast ocean or gazing at the blue sky.

Using the barrier created by the butterfly wings, he was completely protected within it.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment; it was the first time he had ever seen such a beautiful martial spirit form.

As the butterfly wings vanished like phantoms, the boy inside had already quickly dressed.

Lin Feng then truly saw the other person's appearance. He was a man with feminine features, so handsome that he seemed unreal, especially his pinkish-blue eyes that matched his hair color, making him appear both real and illusory.

"I'm so sorry, that gust of wind just now..."

"I understand," Wang Dong interrupted him, her tone now calm. "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Huo Yuhao."

"Huo Yuhao? He's still doing extra physical training on the field. He should be back soon. Come in and sit down for a bit."

Lin Feng followed instructions and went into the dormitory, where he sat down on a chair.

Wang Dong turned to get the kettle to make tea. Just as he turned to the side, Lin Feng's gaze inadvertently swept over the other man's chest...

The slightly protruding silhouette made his heart skip a beat, even though the clothes weren't exactly loose.

Your son's pectoral muscles... are they perhaps a little too developed?

Is it...

Lin Feng's gaze swept aimlessly across the somewhat messy dormitory, finally landing unintentionally on Wang Dong's bedside.

A section of clean white bandage slipped out from under the pillow; its texture was fine and its style familiar…

It was exactly the same as the one Wu Feng usually used to bind his upper body.

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

Could it be that Wang Dong is also...?

"What are you looking at?" Wang Dong's voice suddenly came from beside him, and a cup of hot tea was handed to him.

When Wang Dong followed Lin Feng's gaze, his expression changed drastically, his hand trembled, and he almost spilled his tea: "Oh no!"

"I didn't see anything," Lin Feng said calmly, taking the tea.

"W-What? I didn't see anything? What nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Dong's ears turned red, and his voice unconsciously rose a little. "That was just... just the medical bandage I used when I was injured before, it's not what you think!"

"I didn't say anything, I don't know anything." Lin Feng looked up at her innocently, then changed the subject, "I don't know your name yet, shall we get to know each other?"

"...You'd better be." Wang Dong turned his face away, his voice muffled. "My name is Wang Dong."

"My name is Lin Feng, and I'm in Class 9."

"Lin... Feng? Could you be Dean Yan's newly accepted personal disciple?"

"It's me, keep a low profile."

Unlike the other freshmen, Lin Feng did not see any admiration in Wang Dong's eyes, but instead felt a calm confidence.

"How is Senior Brother Huo doing in your class?"

"Senior Brother Huo? You mean Huo Yuhao? He's the worst in Class One, while you're at least in the top three among the freshmen... This relationship seems a bit off, doesn't it?"

"I joined the sect later than him, that's how we are in terms of seniority."

"May I ask what your martial soul is? The butterfly wings I just glimpsed were the most beautiful martial soul form I have ever seen in my life."

"Anyway, we'll run into each other during the freshman assessment, so telling you won't hurt. Listen carefully, my martial soul is the Goddess of Light Butterfly, the most beautiful beast martial soul on the continent."

"Goddess of Light... no wonder you're so beautiful, but this martial spirit shouldn't be on a woman's body..."

"What nonsense are you thinking? I am a man, and this martial soul is genuine!"

Wang Dong interrupted abruptly, but his ears involuntarily flushed red, like a child caught lying. Though his tone was sharp, his eyes instinctively darted away.

"I'm sorry, I was ignorant and presumptuous."

"Good to know."

Wang Dong slightly raised his chin, trying to use his usual arrogance to cover up the panic he felt at that moment.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Huo Yuhao walked in, his body drenched in sweat and exhausted from training.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, a hint of surprise appeared on his slightly pale face: "Lin Feng? What brings you here?"

"You guys chat, I'm going to water those potted plants," Wang Dong interjected, then got up and walked away.

"I've come to see you, Senior Brother Huo," Lin Feng said with a smile, pushing a package onto the table. "The semester is halfway over, and the freshman assessment is just around the corner. Sister Xiaoya knows you've been cultivating diligently, so she specially asked me to bring you some medicinal herbs to strengthen your foundation. You must accept them. There's also something else. I've asked and received approval from Granny Zhou Yi to let you become Fan Yu's disciple. The main reason is that your martial soul is too suitable for the Soul Guidance Department."

Huo Yuhao felt a slight pang of emotion as he looked at the bag full of care and concern.

At Shrek Academy, he was all alone and had to rely on his own hard work, making the warmth and kindness of the Tang Sect all the more precious.

"Thank you... I really don't know how to repay you."

"Since we are fellow disciples, there is no need for thanks." Lin Feng patted his shoulder, his tone sincere.

Looking at the young man before him, still drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, he couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions.

Huo Yuhao is a decent person, hardworking, but unfortunately his talent is limited and he seems to have had fewer opportunities. In particular, he missed out on the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

However, Lin Feng reconsidered.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Perhaps, living a steady and ordinary life as a Soul Master, and passing through life peacefully, is not such a bad thing as a stable and happy existence.

Senior brother, the Douluo Continent is too complex. You can't handle the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, so in the end, your junior brother will have to take over...

Lin Feng said, "I should go back to cultivate too. Let's see how you perform in the freshman assessment. I hope you won't let Sister Xiaoya down."

Huo Yuhao nodded solemnly: "I will definitely do my best!"

Watching this scene, Wang Dong interjected, "What deep brotherly affection! Lin Feng, is your Tang Clan still accepting members? How about I become your junior brother?"

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow at him: "Are you really coming?"

"Hehe, just kidding!" Wang Dong immediately regained his carefree demeanor. "I already have a sect. But... I might visit your Tang Sect more often in the future."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, his tone calm: "The gates of the Tang Clan will always be open for you."

Huo Yuhao quickly chimed in, his tone sincere: "Yes, Wang Dong, you're welcome to come and learn more anytime. Next time, I'll take you to meet Sister Xiaoya... and Senior Brother Beibei."

Lin Feng lowered his voice slightly: "Bei Bei... he has already left the Tang Sect. There's no need to mention him anymore."

After he finished speaking, a brief silence filled the three of them.

"Nothing else, I'll be going now." Lin Feng broke the silence, his tone returning to normal. "See you at the freshman assessment. I hope to see you two in the semi-finals."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong scoffed defiantly, "Who do you think you are? If you want to see me, let's meet in the finals!"

Lin Feng smiled, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

He was increasingly looking forward to the rookie assessment match, especially the battle against Wang Dong, hoping to give old lady Zhou Yi a good slap in the face for Mu Jin.