They had a very pleasant meal. After returning home, Tang Muzhou left early because he had something else to do.

Xie Mingzhe was originally going to go back with Chen Xiao, but Chen Xiao whispered in his ear, "Xiao Xie, you go back first. I'm staying here tonight to help my brother pack his luggage and help him move tomorrow."

Xie Mingzhe knew that he was trying to get rid of him on purpose, so he nodded and turned to walk out.

At the door, Tang Muzhou was waiting for him. Xie Mingzhe asked in confusion, "Brother, you didn't leave?"

Tang Muzhou smiled: "Chen Xiao asked me to take you home on the way, get in the car."

He brought Xie Mingzhe to an open space near the villa, where they saw a bright red luxury sports car parked.

Xie Mingzhe was poor before and couldn't afford a car, but a man's love for cars seems to come from his blood. Although he couldn't afford one, he often looked up introductions to various cars online. In the Earth Age, he particularly liked red sports cars, such as Ferrari and Porsche, and he felt very happy just by looking at the pictures to satisfy his eyes.

In today's interstellar age, suspended cars are everywhere, and the price of this kind of private sports car is still very expensive. Xie Mingzhe has seen Tang Muzhou's car on the Internet. It is a new model released this year, and it costs at least tens of millions. The exterior design is particularly beautiful, and the smooth body lines emit a bright luster under the light. The entire body is like a sharp sword, showing the beauty of metal machinery to the fullest. You can almost imagine how handsome it is when it is full of horsepower and flying at high speed in the air.

Tang Muzhou opened the car door very gentlemanly and invited Xie Mingzhe to get in.

After getting into the sports car, Xie Mingzhe looked at the interior of the car. The workmanship was very high-end, and the seats were all made of leather, which was more comfortable than a massage chair. The central control was a transparent holographic screen, which looked very technological.

When he has enough money in the future, he will also buy one.

Just as he was thinking about it, Tang Muzhou suddenly raised his lips, turned around and looked at him and asked, "Do you like this car?"

Xie Mingzhe did not hide the admiration in his eyes: "It looks pretty good."

Tang Muzhou said: "Then Senior Brother will take you for a ride."

Xie Mingzhe was stunned: "Don't you have something urgent to do back at Fenghua Club?"

Tang Muzhou pressed his temple helplessly: "I'm just looking for an excuse to leave. Give them some time to chat more."

As he spoke, he started the car, and only when the fiery red sports car was running smoothly on the suspended track did Tang Muzhou continue, "Do you know why I stopped you at the dinner just now?"

When Master said "I won't come back to play", Xie Mingzhe wanted to continue to persuade him, but Tang Muzhou stopped him with a look. He was a little confused: "I don't quite understand. Master is only in his early thirties, about the same age as Nie Shen and others. People like Nie Yuandao and Zheng Feng can continue to stay in the alliance, so why doesn't Master want to come back? Is he really willing?"

A complicated look flashed across Tang Muzhou's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and whispered, "Your idea is too simple. When Master comes back, he and I will definitely face off in the arena. No matter who wins or loses, the reporters will make a big fuss about this matter. If I win, everyone will definitely say that Master Lin is old, the apprentice is better than the master, and Master Lin can't beat the apprentice. If Master wins, people who don't like me will definitely say that Tang Muzhou has no strength and can only sit in the position of the top wood player because of Master's halo."

Tang Muzhou paused and said, "And you. You have already decided to debut next season. If Master comes back and competes with you for the championship in the individual competition, it will go against his original intention of training you."

Xie Mingzhe: “…”

Chen Qianlin didn't come back, not to escape, but for his two disciples Tang Muzhou and Xie Mingzhe. If the individual competition is to compete for the championship, will the two disciples really give their all? It's not good to defeat the master. But losing to the master is not good for me either...

The best option for Chen Qianlin is to stay away from showing up.

After thinking it through, Xie Mingzhe was shocked: "Master is really thoughtful. If he competes with his apprentice for the trophy after returning, people will definitely gossip about him. If he loses to his apprentice, he will become a laughing stock among his haters. It is wise for him to retreat behind the scenes."

Tang Muzhou said: "The copyright of the wood-type cards he made can't be taken back, but the alliance has been updated in recent years, and those cards are no longer suitable for today's competition. There is also Chen Xiao in the wood-type. Master will definitely guide Chen Xiao to make all the cards that were not completed back then. Chen Xiao and I are destined to have a civil war in the wood-type. But compared to the civil war between master and apprentice, Chen Xiao's influence is much smaller."

Xie Mingzhe was very curious: "If Brother Chen and you were to fight in the Wood category, who do you think would win?"

Tang Muzhou said: "My advantage is that I have more experience in major competitions than him, but Chen Xiao is very smart and will definitely improve very quickly. When we actually play against each other next year, it's hard to say who will win."

Xie Mingzhe couldn't believe that the former useless young man Brother Chen was so powerful that even Tang Muzhou couldn't guarantee that he could beat him.

Tang Muzhou looked at the boy's shocked expression, smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Let's talk about you."

Xie Mingzhe smiled and said, "Are you talking about my fat uncle's account? I just picked the name randomly. I just started playing the game and didn't know anything. I didn't think too much about it."

Tang Muzhou raised his eyebrows: "Don't mention the name Fat Uncle. It doesn't fit your image at all. Tell me about your next plan..."

"Oh!" Xie Mingzhe said, "My master asked me to spend some time in the Star Card Expert rank to hone my skills and get to know all the card decks in the game and find my own shortcomings. I plan to make more cards and participate in the Grandmaster Invitational next year."

Tang Muzhou asked: "Besides the instant death card, how many cards do you have for playing the arena?"

Xie Mingzhe said: "Eight."

"Too few." Tang Muzhou said directly, "In the dark card mode, you need to bring out at least two sets of lineups, which means fourteen cards. To reach the Star Card Master level with only one set of lineups, you must be an extremely experienced alliance master who relies purely on consciousness to crush the opponent."

"I know." Xie Mingzhe said with a bitter face, "But I don't have much idea about making new cards right now. I'll just play more in the arena to gain experience."

"If you play in the Star Card Expert rank every day, you will only meet average players and won't be able to hone any high-end skills. It's better to play against real professional players so that you can grow as quickly as possible," Tang Muzhou suggested.

"If I play against a professional player, I will be beaten to the ground, right?" Xie Mingzhe knew his own level. There were so many solutions to crack his deck just by discussing it in the group. He would definitely have no chance of winning against a professional player.

"If you are not pinned to the ground and beaten by a master, how do you know the gap between yourself and the master?" Tang Muzhou asked back.

"Well... that makes sense." Xie Mingzhe scratched his head, "But would a professional player have nothing better to do than to play against a rookie like me?"

"Yes, because you have me as your senior brother." Tang Muzhou looked at him with a smile, "We have a group of newcomers in Fenghua Club. I can call them all over to serve as sparring partners for you. How about that?"

"…………" Xie Mingzhe suddenly felt like a mountain was crushing his head. If he was beaten by so many professional players in turn, would he set a record of losing 100 games in a row?

"Several young players in our second team have been playing individual competitions recently and have lost badly. It's a good opportunity for them to beat you a few more games and regain some confidence from you." Tang Muzhou said seriously.

"..." Xie Mingzhe was speechless, "Are you going to send me over there to be a punching bag for them to vent their anger on?"

Tang Muzhou asked with a smile: "Then are you willing to be the sandbag?"

Xie Mingzhe clenched his fists: "Alright! Sandbags are fine. Anyway, no one will die in this game, and there is no pain. Just ask them to come and torture me!"

The chance to play against real professional players will only come after he completes the Star Card Master Invitational Tournament and registers as a professional player.

But now, he can rely on Tang Muzhou's relationship to fight against these masters in advance, which is equivalent to taking a shortcut to learn about the alliance's most advanced decks and playing methods in advance.

Fenghua is the top club in the league, and all its players, even those in the second team, are very strong. Only by interacting with these masters can he realize more clearly how big the gap is between himself and the masters.

Only then can you know how other people's decks are matched, where the flaws of your own deck are, and what types of cards you should add.

This is much more useful than him blindly trying to reach the Star Card Expert level!

The senior brother was jokingly asking him to be a punching bag, but he was actually helping him to improve quickly.

Tang Muzhou never puts on a condescending attitude of "I'm helping you, you should be grateful to me", no matter if he is subtly teaching him how to make instant death cards in the game, or now he is mobilizing the entire Fenghua Club's second team of players for him, every time he helps, Tang Muzhou uses this euphemism that is easy for people to accept. This man is really graceful.

Some people's broad-mindedness and demeanor are ingrained in their blood and bones; they don't require any deliberate effort, yet they make people feel like a spring breeze.

Xie Mingzhe was very grateful to this senior brother. He looked at him and said seriously, "Senior brother, you can find people to come to the arena to beat me up. One day, I will beat them all back!"

Tang Muzhou looked at the boy's shining eyes and high spirits, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "You are ambitious, I hope you can do what you say."

The friendly fat uncle in the game turned out to be so interesting in real life. And this interesting boy turned out to be his junior fellow apprentice... that was even more interesting.

Tang Muzhou originally wanted to carve this rough jade himself.

In the game before, Uncle Fatty politely rejected Tang Muzhou’s request to become his apprentice, but after meeting Xie Mingzhe in person today, Tang Muzhou became more determined to “sculpt him personally”.

Tang Muzhou could see the same confidence in the boy's eyes as he had in his own youth. He admired and loved this talented and energetic boy from the bottom of his heart.

He will be his senior brother in the future, and he will have no reason to refuse as he is being guided by his senior brother.

Thinking of this, Tang Muzhou raised the corners of his lips happily.

Personally raising a talented junior fellow apprentice, this doesn't seem to be a bad feeling? The master still has to instruct Chen Xiao, so I can be considered to be sharing the pressure for the master!

The author has something to say:

Tang Muzhou seems to want to play the raising game :)

This is the most gentle and tolerant top I have ever written. He dotes on his junior brother to the sky. Pipiche is lucky to meet him. There is no abuse and it is super sweet!