After Yang Juan was back in his seat, he got a notification that there was a new message from Night Ferry.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Where are you?]
Yang Juan sent his location.
He Lang soon arrived on his white tiger.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Why did you come back on after you got off last night?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: My roommate left her key, so I waited to open the door for her.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Just call me when someone tries to look for trouble.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: You were offline.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: …]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Did we not add each other on QQ? Is that all just for show?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: You might not hear it if you are sleeping.]
There was an unsettling light flashed through He Lang’s eyes.
Almost immediately, he suspected that Sheep Curls was deliberately hinting at him.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: You want my phone number?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: ?]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: There should be no issue in me giving you my number, but you can only send me text messages. I cannot guarantee I will reply immediately as I get very busy at times.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Wait a minute.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Are you saying that you want to call me?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: No.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Fine, if it is an emergency, I will allow you to call me. Is that fine?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: But.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: But?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I did not want your phone number.]
He Lang’s face froze. After a moment, he replied in an unhappy manner.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Could you at least finish your sentence?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Sorry, I didn’t mean to.]
Seeing the other party apologize, the upset feeling remained inside.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Fine, but the next time you want to apologize, just call me gege, got that? Calling that is more useful than apologizing.]
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He Lang patiently taught the other one to use the gender advantage.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Okay, gege.]
Lf Ojcu kjr rlifca obg akb rfmbcvr. Vegf fcbeut, atf gjuf lc tlr tfjga gfjiis vlrrlqjafv.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Who was the player that helped you last night?]
Coafg rbwf mbcrlvfgjalbc, Tjcu Aejc vfmlvfv cba ab fzqbrf Iteb Ojc.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: A new friend I met in the game.]
Ktf ilaaif rqs regf lr j rbmlji yeaafgois.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: How come Cherry in Snow Breeze was able to plunder you twice? If I remember correctly, she was one of the worst members in the guild.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I was away from my keyboard the second time.]
Lf Ojcu vlv cba xcbk ktfatfg tf rtbeiv yf jcugs bg jwerfv.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: When you go afk while doing commerce, even if Cherry in Snow Breeze did not plunder you, some other players would have.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
Lf Ojcu vfilyfgjafis mtjcufv tlr abcf ab atja bo j rfglber ifmaegfg.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Man, you got into problems as soon as I left. What are you going to do when I am not online one day?]
Yang Juan’s purpose in playing this game was to get close to him.
If the other was not online, it meant there was no need for him to waste time in the game.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Then I will go offline then.]
He Lang felt inexplicably charm by the other player’s words.
When this little spy was ignorant of things, it was nothing but irritation. But once the dancer got it through her head, she could kill anyone with her honey words.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: So you plan to follow me like that?]
Yang Juan paused and typed his reply without thinking, as if he was becoming more and more proficient in chatting like this.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I want to follow gege.]
He Lang coughed lightly and uncontrollably.
The assassin in the game raised his hand and rubbed the head of Yang Juan’s dancer.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Little Sheep is so good.]
Yang Juan lowered his eyes and pinched his ears in embarrassment.
It felt completely different from the way his father, mother, and older brother praised him at home.
As for where, he himself could not give a concrete answer.
Now that He Lang was in a good mood, he wanted to do something with Yang Juan.
With Cherry’s equipment and ability, Sheep Curls should be able to completely wipe the floor with her. No one said that the healer class could not do damage. There are many famous combat healers in the server for dealing out insane amounts of damage.
The equipment could be replaced, but first he needed to work on improving the dancer’s mechanics and awareness.
So he decided to take the other player to the arena.
Verbally, he wanted to play arena, but he might as well say that he was going to be the dancer’s sparring partner in the arena, as it was more appropriate.
First, he took Yang Juan to the dancer’s sect to learn the damage output mental skill, then opened a custom area room for one on one PK, using himself as training target for Yang Juan to practice new skills.
Let the dancer be familiar with playing around all sorts of main damage output skills for the dancer class.
This was the scene Shao Ye saw when he dropped by his friend’s dorm.
Seeing that He Lang was teaching Sheep Curls how to fight, he was amazed. “I never thought I would see you in the arena as a sparring partner in my lifetime. He Lang, are you keeping a spy or raising a wife?”
“What do you want?” Hearing the other man’s voice, Ha Lang asked without turning his head.
Without answering the question, Shao Ye held his chin and recalled, “The last time I saw you practice with another player, it was with Sweet-mei. I am pretty sure that was nearly a year ago.”
He only managed to remember because it left a very deep impression.
He Lang was actually not a suitable sparring partner, as someone with little patience.
One year ago, when He Lang took Sweet One, and according to how he remembered it, He Lang yelled at him at least fifty times in the arena.
Even in the following weeks, Sweet One got so fearful of doing arena with the small trauma.
“Have you yelled at her yet?” Breaking out his memory, Shao Ye asked curiously.
He Lang paused and replied, “No.”
“No?” Shao Ye’s eyes widened, being genuinely surprised.
He Lang really not lost temper with the other player yet?
Although Yang Juan was a good student with excellent academic performance, he obviously did not have any talent when it came to playing games. In addition, because this was not his area of expertise, he inevitably would make mistakes.
The first time he made a mistake, He Lang was already typing angry words in the input box.
Although Yang Juan was not a genius at gaming, he was a good student who was very respectful of the teacher at least.
So he took the initiative to admit his mistake in the chat and always kept He Lang’s words in mind.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Sorry, gege.]
He Lang’s finger froze on the top of the enter key.
In the second mistake, Yang Juan did not even wait for the other to finish typing a complete sentence.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: That was my fault, gege.]
In the third mistake, He Lang decided to directly look for an angry emoji to use instead of expressing his displeasure in words.
With the new knowledge, Yang Juan integrated it with the old knowledge he had picked up in the past, and made innovations.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Go ahead and yell at me, gege qaq]
Inexplicably, He Lang felt piteous slightly as the flame inside was extinguished completely, not able to utter a single scold.
Of course Shao Ye was not aware of this, since he did come to find He Lang to talk business, “The official site has released the list for next week’s guild war.”
He Lang turned to look at him. “Are there going to be group stages again this year?”
Shao Ye nodded. “Because we placed first last year, we are directly moved up to the semi-finals, which will be next Saturday.”
“Which guilds do you think will make it into the semi-finals?” He Lang asked.
“Spring Snow, Clash of Swords—” Shao Ye listed the name of three possible guilds, “and maybe Polaris.”
Polaris, which might be connected to the little spy. He Lang nodded calmly.
Feeling a little unsure of what his friend was thinking, Shao Ye reminded, “You have not forgotten, have you? The connection between Sheep Curls and Polaris.”
He Lang raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “Don’t worry, I am well aware.”
“Good. We will fill the storage with materials this week.” Shao Ye was lost in thought. “It is not clear who we will be up against, so we should prepare a few more tactical plans—”
“Speaking of materials,” He Lang interrupted him off-handedly, “I remember you have a few rare stones on your main account?”
“I do.” Shao Ye turned to him. “How many do you need?”
“Give me all of them.” He Lang said.
“I will send them to you later.” Shao Ye was confused. “What do you need those stones for? Don’t you already have a weapon?”
“Oh, that?” He Lang brushed over his explanation, “I want to forge a weapon for Sheep Curls.”
Shao Ye gawked, “For free?”
He Lang was puzzled. “Do you think I am someone who lacks this money?”
“This is not about the money.” Shao Ye tried to wake his friend up.
“Then what?” He Lang used a very normal tone.
Shao Ye: “…”
And you called this being fucking well aware?
The author has something to say:
A’Ruan has Wine:
I am super-duper long
The translator has something to add:
Teo: 🪓
Man’s a goner ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
No, he is not well aware 😂😂
Thank u for the update!
Ah, sarcasm. The well aware player…pfft! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️
He knows what he’s doing! He doing beautiful things for his wife!!!!!!
Thank you for your translation 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
I know he is a spy… * goes to buy gifts* I know he is a spy…… goes to buy fireworks I know he is a spy………. goes hunting for equipment I know he is a spy……..…. goes forging a weapon Like hell he knows!!!!! 😅🤣😅🤣😂😅
😂😂😂 lol he’s so aware 🙄😏
Thank you for the chapter!
is the awareness here with us rn