"But—this is really unexpected. I thought—your last question would be, who was it that came to eat strawberry cake with Wei Shengfan?"
"From the moment I chose to believe all your words, it no longer mattered to me who ate strawberry cake with Fan... Weisheng Fan. After all, no one wants to sincerely fall in love with a tool—not only would he feel wronged, but everyone around him wouldn't allow it. So, they must have been instilling in him the concept of "I am a tool" all along. Even if he did have a little bit of true love, it would definitely not be able to withstand the long-term brainwashing—I don't believe that anyone can truly go against the education they have received. Someone who regards humans as the most advanced creatures must have a condescending attitude towards all creatures in nature—"
"It's great that you're self-aware. I was thinking it would take more time to correct your mindset, but you're more understanding than I thought. By the way, I've already checked your fortune. I already calculated your future, but I need to recalculate it to see if anything has changed."
"As expected..." Ying Meng complained, "Are you planning to change your career and become a fortune teller? However, this place is actually very secretive, and your clothes are strange. If you want to fool others, and your words do have some charm, you might really be mistaken for a mysterious and reclusive master in a mysterious corner."
"If you want to praise yourself, just say so. I don't mind." The Cheshire Cat smiled and said, "Didn't you open a club here yourself? Does that prove you're a reclusive master, too? All the food stalls here have flavors you can't find elsewhere in the market?"
"..." Ying Meng curled her lips. "Besides the fact that I don't consider myself a powerful figure at all, the food stalls here basically offer flavors you can't find outside. Isn't that the truth?"
"Well, just because you can't taste something doesn't mean it's good. Only by being able to go beyond your circle can you be recognized by the public. Doesn't always favoring one corner prove that you don't have the courage to prove that you don't have the ability?"
"You're just trying to get me to sign up for the martial arts tournament—"
"Oh, could it be that Miss Chu Shangli has some kind of BUFF? You're exceptionally smart when you're with her, and you even understood this meaning. I was originally thinking about what kind of hints I should use to make you understand me faster. "
"Haa..." Ying Meng pinched his arm: "I just have stronger muscles, but having stronger muscles doesn't mean I have the same fighting skills..."
"But, Ying Meng, you do, don't you? If you use weapons, you may not be able to defeat Miss Chu Moyin, but once you put away your weapons, you will have strength comparable to hers."
"Is this true?" Chu Shangli exclaimed.
"But, most people in the martial arts tournament carry weapons, don't they?"
"Isn't there also a [No Weapon Group]? Of course, the [No Weapon Group] doesn't get a lot of attention—because people think that just punching each other is boring. Actually, the martial arts competition is divided into so many categories, like the [Sword Group], the [Spear Group], and the [Knife Group], but not many people watch each of these sub-categories. If you want more visibility, you should definitely join the [Free Group]—"
“What do I need fame for?!”
"Nothing. Aren't you interested in Luo Dongxia these days? I think if you ask her to give up her weapons, she might agree. I want to see it myself, but don't you want to give it a try?"
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