"Dad, Mom."
"You're actually eighth-level Mecha Designers!"
At noon that day, after receiving the message from their parents inviting them out for a meal, Tang Luochuan and the others rushed to the academy gates together after school.
Upon seeing their parents, Tang Wulin couldn't help but exclaim. Even though he had mentally accepted it, seeing his parents in person still left him utterly shocked.
Eighth-level secondary profession rank.
When would he ever reach that level?
"Those are your uncle and aunt?"
"Luochuan, what's going on?"
Only Gu Yue froze at this moment. She had only heard Luochuan mention going out to eat, so she had tagged along. Why were they meeting his parents?
Was this really just a casual meal, not meeting the parents?
"Huh?"
"You never asked who I was eating with."
Tang Luochuan blinked and grinned.
Gu Yue, could it be you're feeling shy?
"You..."
"Then isn't it inappropriate for me to eat with your parents?"
Gu Yue was stunned for a moment before blurting out. No matter how much she pushed herself, this was way too early.
"Before, Gu Yue said it was a shame she hadn't seen what my parents looked like. What's wrong with eating together now?"
"Are you backing out now?"
Tang Luochuan wore a teasing smile. Little Silver Dragon King...
What, too scared to meet the parents?
"You... that's not the same thing!"
Gu Yue panicked slightly. It wasn't that she was afraid of meeting his parents, but the key issue was—how old were they right now?
Shouldn't this happen years later? She knew nothing about human relationships, but at the very least, this should start in their teens. Wasn't this way too soon?
At such a young age...
"Isn't this like Na'er's situation, being a child bride?"
Gu Yue couldn't help but muse silently. Raising someone from childhood like Na'er was called a child bride—that much she had learned.
Before, she had often teased Na'er about it, since the girl was clearly head over heels for Luo Chuan.
But she couldn't be like that too!
Meeting the parents this soon?
"Stupid Luochuan..."
Gu Yue quickly composed herself, glancing at Tang Luochuan beside her while gritting her teeth inwardly.
Fine, they'd be together sooner or later anyway...
Meeting the parents now wouldn't hurt!
"Big bro, sis-in-law."
"You never told the kids about being Mecha Designers?"
Watching Tang Wulin run over, Xie Tianhai, who had also come to pick up his child, wore a look of surprise and couldn't help but ask.
The two kids didn't even know what their parents did—the secrecy was way too tight. Then again, it was just like big bro and sis-in-law. If he were a Black-level Mecha Pilot, wouldn't he show off to his son every day?
"Mhm, due to certain reasons, we never mentioned it to the kids before. Wulin, Luochuan..."
"Your mom and dad are both eighth-level Mecha Designers."
Tang Ziran wore a faint smile, stepping forward as usual to hug little Wulin as he spoke.
He still remembered how, when they were very young, Wulin had told Luochuan that he wanted to pilot a cool, awesome mecha in the future.
No wonder he was so shocked by this news.
"Mom and Dad didn't mean to hide it from you."
Lang Yue also smiled warmly.
"Alright..."
Tang Wulin blinked and nodded seriously.
"Hm?"
"Luo Chuan doesn't seem shocked at all..."
"And who is this?"
Looking towards Tang Luochuan's direction and seeing his calm expression, Tang Ziran was about to ask why he wasn't surprised.
But the next moment, his face showed confusion as he noticed Gu Yue standing beside him.
Wait...
Who exactly is this girl?!
"Hmm?"
Lang Yue was even more startled, then her eyes lit up—what an adorable little girl! She seems as well-behaved as Na'er...
"Mom, Dad, you know I have strong adaptability, so I'm not that shocked. By the way, this is..."
"Hello, Uncle and Auntie, I'm Luo Chuan's friend. My name is Gu Yue..."
Tang Luochuan was about to say something with a smile, but Gu Yue beside him had already spoken up, her face inexplicably turning rosy.
She looked exactly like a ripe red apple—delicate, cute, and utterly endearing.
"Hmm?"
"Your face is red..."
"Wait, why are you blushing like this?"
Tang Luochuan stared at her flushed cheeks, momentarily baffled. So the little Silver Dragon King can act too.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was genuinely shy.
"Why is this little girl blushing so much..."
Tang Ziran and his wife exchanged glances, confused.
"Luo Chuan promised to take me out for dinner, so I came along with him. I didn't expect you two to be here, so..."
"Maybe I should come another time."
Gu Yue played hard to get, feigning shyness before quickly turning to leave.
"Don't go, little one! Luo Chuan, hurry up and bring her back. Let's all have dinner together."
Seeing this, Tang Ziran immediately nudged Tang Luochuan.
"..."
"Come eat with us."
Tang Luochuan caught up to Gu Yue and spoke softly.
"I won't eat with you! You made me meet your parents without any warning—that's too much."
Gu Yue huffed. Of course, she was mentally prepared, but at the very least, he should beg her first before...
"Hmm?"
Before she could finish her thought, Gu Yue shuddered as she suddenly felt her small hand being held.
Her pupils instantly dilated.
"You—"
"What about me? Let's go eat."
Tang Luochuan smiled nonchalantly and shook his head slightly.
"..."
Gu Yue stayed silent, but the blush on her face deepened—whether from her own emotions or because of Tang Luochuan, she couldn't tell.
"Fine, I'll eat. Now let go..."
Gu Yue quickly pulled her hand away, muttering under her breath.
"Already holding hands? Even though we'll be together in the future, isn't this a bit too fast..."
"..."
That night, back in his dorm, Tang Wulin lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, his mind replaying the day's events—his parents' black mechas flashing repeatedly in his thoughts.
"Brother is a super genius with Innate Full Soul Power, and Mom and Dad are geniuses too, powerful Mecha Designers."
"They're all amazing..."
Tang Wulin couldn't help but murmur subconsciously, "So it's not just Brother who's so strong, everyone is amazing." Of course, he would work hard and strive to catch up with his brother, but...
"Am I really my parents' biological child?"
Tang Wulin questioned himself again in his heart.
It was hard for him not to doubt. If not for his father's Martial Soul being the Golden Dragon Lion and the fact that he, like his brother, possessed draconic bloodline, he might have seriously questioned his parentage.
"Tang Wulin, what are you even thinking about..."
Tang Wulin soon laughed at his own silly thoughts and quickly shook his head. How could he not be his parents' child!
Even if the world were to end, even if his talents were lacking, he would always be their beloved Wu Lin, forever cherished by his parents!
"I must train hard!"
"Train hard..."
"Train really hard!!!"
Tang Wulin silently pumped himself up before sitting up again to begin his evening meditation.
He loved training, and training would surely love him back!
Soon, he cleared his mind and immersed himself in the optimal state, but gradually...
He arrived in the world of consciousness.
"Where is this?"
"The place where the Golden Dragon was before?"
Tang Wulin wore a puzzled expression as he stared blankly at the empty surroundings.
This was indeed the place where the giant dragon had once been. Now, that dragon had long disappeared, becoming his second Martial Soul. So why was he here again?
"Child."
"You've finally awakened the blood within..."
At that moment, the figure of a man in black appeared, and a deep voice suddenly rang out—only to pause noticeably almost immediately.
"Huh?"
"Where's the seal?"
This wisp of Tang San's divine sense was utterly bewildered.
But where was the seal? Where was the dragon?
Where was that massive Golden Dragon King!
"Huh?"
"This is a..."
"Person!?"
Witnessing this scene, Tang Wulin's eyes widened completely, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
It was one thing for there to have been a giant dragon here before...
But now there was a person too!
"Child, listen to me first."
"Where's the dragon that was here before??"
Tang San took a deep breath before asking, his face anything but calm.
The Golden Dragon King was gone.
Was this good or bad? Of course, it was bad!
His ten-thousand-year plan, his son—everything had been meticulously calculated, and nothing could be missing.
"Dragon?"
"What's it to you?"
Tang Wulin fell silent for a moment before replying coldly.
This person had appeared in his mind without warning and was now asking about the whereabouts of his Martial Soul.
"I would never harm you."
"Tell me, where's that dragon!"
Tang San grew anxious and couldn't help but press.
This wisp of his divine sense had been left behind during the spacetime turbulence. It couldn't communicate with his main body and could only wait for the main body to reach out. There was no way to send messages back!
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be..."
(End of chapter)