Chapter 30 Shifting the Concept
So for the next half hour...
The pampered young lady, who had never lifted a finger, experienced being ordered around like a laborer for the first time.
Ning: "This is way too crooked. Zhang Lexuan, come help!"
Zhang: "Wait a moment, I'll be right there."
Ning: "Hiss~ It's already cracked. I'll just order a new one tomorrow... Don't stare at me with those big pretty eyes. I don't need you to pay for it."
Zhang: "...Thank you."
Ning: "Come on, face me and align it. One, two, go!"
Ning: "Hey, hey! Big sister, wait! If you move left and I move right, that's horizontal movement. If we both move left, that's spinning!"
Zhang: "Sorry, let's try again."
Before long, the moved bookshelf was restored to its original position.
The scattered books were also rearranged neatly.
Seeing that the timing was right, Ning Huan finally revealed his true intention.
He turned his gaze toward the extra bookshelf he had deliberately left aside.
"Since you're already helping, might as well finish it. Let's move this last one."
"It's not far—just to that corner."
As he spoke, Ning Huan stepped forward and grabbed one side, signaling Zhang Lexuan with a look.
She didn't suspect anything and immediately took the other side.
Together, they lifted the bookshelf and slowly moved it forward.
However, the contrast between them was obvious.
Zhang Lexuan looked completely relaxed, while Ning Huan was already sweating.
"High cultivation level… really is something!"
Ning Huan, his face slightly red, gritted his teeth and said:
"My strength isn't weak at all!"
Zhang Lexuan, still calm as if she hadn't used any effort, replied:
"Among power-type Soul Masters of the same level, your strength is indeed impressive—far stronger than ordinary Soul Kings."
"But the gap in cultivation level cannot be made up with strength alone."
"..."
Has anyone ever told you your way of comforting people is…unique?
She clearly meant to comfort him, yet somehow it sounded like showing off.
But unexpectedly, his casual remark made Zhang Lexuan's mood visibly drop.
"Holy—what's wrong with you now?!"
Caught off guard, Ning Huan panicked.
He hurriedly recalled everything he had just said, worried he might have revealed something sensitive.
"Sorry… no one has ever said that."
"Hmm? You seem to have a good relationship with Han Ruoruo."
"Having a good relationship and having someone to confide in are different… after all, I…"
"Hiss… big sister, can you stop showing off your status and strength in front of me?"
Seeing her hesitation, Ning Huan immediately understood and clicked his tongue.
"High status and great strength—what's so special about that?"
"If I had your power, I'd probably look down on everyone and wouldn't bother with relationships!"
"Anyone who dares provoke me gets beaten first!"
He silently added in his heart:
'Unlike now… running around exhausting myself…'
"Hehe, you're quite interesting."
Amused by his expression, Zhang Lexuan quickly regained her composure.
She even teased him lightly:
"But little brother, remember—strength is important, but humility is also essential."
Thud!
With a heavy sound as the bookshelf landed, Ning Huan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Then came his blunt rebuttal.
"Sometimes, words are the most useless thing."
"When reason can't convince, only strength can make people listen!"
Zhang Lexuan: "!!!"
Who raised this kid?!
His mindset is way too extreme!
Just as she was about to argue, Ning Huan continued relentlessly:
"For thousands of years, the continent has been in constant conflict."
"Even titled Douluo suffer if they get caught in it, let alone ordinary people."
"And evil spirit masters? There are as many as stray dogs—we can't kill them all."
"Now tell me honestly—living in such a world, what's more useful? Words or fists?"
As he spoke, he casually pulled out a book and tossed it to her.
"Isn't Shrek Academy itself proof? Four thousand years ago, you repelled the Sun Moon Empire."
The moment she heard this, Zhang Lexuan's expression turned serious.
"No! Our predecessors fought for peace—it was the will of the people!"
"So did they rely on speeches… or strength?"
"You…!"
She was speechless.
Seeing her unable to refute him, Ning Huan inwardly panicked.
No matter how confident he was, he was still no match for a Soul Saint.
If she got angry, he'd be done for.
'Just one step left… please don't explode…'
Suppressing his nerves, he pressed forward:
"Stop saying 'you, you.' Read more books—especially history."
"History shows the rise and fall of nations, and teaches us gains and losses."
"But judging from your clear eyes… you probably haven't read much."
"I…"
Zhang Lexuan froze.
His words hit exactly where it hurt most.
She had spent nearly all her time cultivating.
Even when she read, it was mostly academy history or Soul Master knowledge.
As for the continent's long history…
She only had a general understanding at best.
"It's quiet here. Stay and read for a while—calm your mind."
"If I offended you, I apologize."
After saying that, Ning Huan turned and walked upstairs without looking back, leaving her standing there.
Only after he disappeared did she murmur:
"Zhang Lexuan… twenty years of life, yet rendered speechless by a child…"
"Well, I'm not sleepy anyway. I'll read for a while."
She sat down, opened the book he had given her, and began reading carefully.
Meanwhile—
Hidden in a corner on the second floor, out of her sight, a faint whisper sounded:
"Finally… took the bait…"
"Once doubt is planted, cracks in trust are inevitable."
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