“Master…” Song Ye looked a little nervous, as if he was afraid that Song Xia would be taken away by someone.
Song Xia looked relaxed: "Did you sleep well? Do you have any plans for today?"
"No." Song Ye shook his head, looking in the direction Rogge had left, and asked, "What did the commander just say to you?"
"It's nothing, just some election stuff." Song Xia didn't take Roger's confession to heart. Since she didn't intend to accept it, she felt there was no need to say anything. "If you're free today, why don't you help Master train these students?"
"Okay." Song Ye didn't press further, his sharp eyes fixed on the new students in the training field.
Many freshmen felt a chill run down their spines, a bad premonition. When he looked at Zuo Yue, he saw her staring back at him intently. Song Ye was surprised for a moment, then continued to look at the others with a blank expression.
With Song Ye's help, Song Xia was happy to handle other matters. The election for deputy commander was imminent, and she did have a lot to do: "I'll come back later. If anyone is dissatisfied, just beat them up."
"Master, don't worry."
Compared to Song Xia, Song Ye was even stricter. A group of students complained endlessly, and in less than half a day, some of them couldn't hold on any longer. Seeing that everyone's legs were weak, he had to stop and let them rest. Back then, in addition to completing the training every day, he would also have to do extra training at night. These students had too little endurance. However, there was one exception.
"Senior Brother Song, may I ask you for some private instruction?" Zuo Yue's expression was eager, as if the torture she had just endured for others was merely an appetizer for her.
Song Ye noticed her yesterday. Seeing that she was a rare talent, he nodded, but his expression remained cold: "You're ruthless, so be careful."
Zuo Yue began, "Senior Brother Song, please feel free to greet me."
The sparring between the two forced the students present to retreat to the edge of the training field. Yesterday, that person lost too quickly. At this moment, they realized how big the gap was between them and Zuo Yue. How could she have fought so many rounds against Song Ye, the Lord of Song? They were trained together.
However, Zuo Yue, who was in the middle of the fight, could clearly feel that Senior Brother Song was giving her practice moves. Before it started, she thought that Senior Brother Song would really not be polite, but she did not expect him to deliberately guide her on the mistakes and flaws in the moves.
Therefore, Zuo Yue fought even more excitedly until she was exhausted.
As soon as he stopped, Song Ye saw Nikas watching with great interest, having been observing for who knows how long.
When did you arrive?
“You didn’t even know when I arrived, Song Ye, you’ve changed.” Nikas said, winking at Zuo Yue, “You have good taste.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? He's just a student of the master, and he doesn't even look like an adult yet."
"Good job." Nikas nodded in approval as he looked at Zuo Yue who was walking over. "How old are you this year?"
"Sixteen." Zuo Yue pursed her lips, then thanked Song Ye, "Senior Brother Song, thank you for your guidance just now. I will practice diligently."
"Hmm." Song Ye's expression remained indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who had just broken his own rules.
"Sixteen." Nikas pondered for a moment. "Since he has such good talent, why was he recruited so late?"
Zuo Yue shrugged: "Maybe I wasn't qualified before."
Nicas opened his mouth. It wasn't that he wasn't qualified; it was that the previous quotas had been suppressed, and most of the acceptance letters had been given to the sons of pirates in the group. No wonder his master insisted on vying for the position of vice captain. Everyone said that the Federation was dark, and the current Mist Sea Pirate Group was no better in its own way.
Zuo Yue is only four years younger than them. According to their age when they joined the group, Zuo Yue should have joined in the next or third year after them. It's a pity that they wasted their time, otherwise their achievements would have been even greater.
"Keep up the good work, you have great talent."
"Thank you, senior brother. I will definitely persevere." It is said that internal strength should be trained from a young age for better results, but being able to get started is already a great fortune for her, so she will never slack off because of her age.
"One last hour of meditation, and that's it for today's training." Song Ye sat cross-legged and explained the key points of breathing to everyone. Nikas also sat down cross-legged beside him. In the past few years of traveling, he rarely had such a peaceful time. He really hoped that there would be no more trouble in the interstellar space.
An hour passed, and people began to leave one after another. Song Ye looked at Nikas: "Want to practice?"
Nicas raised an eyebrow and smiled: "You really are the same as before, never missing a chance."
After saying that, he attacked Song Ye. Song Ye reacted quickly, and in just one breath, the two exchanged several moves. Their movements were so fast that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.
The remaining students stared at the two in amazement. No wonder they rose through the ranks so quickly; they were incredibly capable!
Zuo Yue, meanwhile, memorized their moves without blinking an eye. Only then did she realize how much mercy Senior Brother Song had shown her earlier! She clenched her fist inwardly, knowing she needed to work even harder.
Song Ye and Nikas had been busy with different missions for the past year, and only recently reunited in the same star system. It's hard to remember the last time they had such a good fight.
Both fighters enjoyed the fight immensely. They only stopped fighting after Song Xia returned from dealing with his business, with no clear winner.
Of course, this is only from the perspective of an outsider like Zuo Yue. In reality, Nikas understands that Song Ye has surpassed him in the past two years. He held back just now because he doesn't have Song Ye's perseverance. This madman really doesn't care about his life when he cultivates.
Song Xia smiled at the two of them: "Want to come to my place for dinner?"
"No, thank you." Nikas waved his hand. "It's tiring for you to cook all the time, Master. Besides, the election is just around the corner. I'm sure you have a lot of things to do."
“Well, I also have something to do tonight.” Song Ye shook his head and refused, so Song Xia had no choice but to give up. Indeed, she was very busy right now. It wasn’t that she couldn’t have a simple meal, but she wanted to take care of her son more when he was around.
Zuo Yue looked at them with envy, especially Song Ye. After all, they had both come from orphanages. Now, Song Ye not only had strength and status, but also people who cared about him. In the future, she would definitely work hard to gain the teacher's approval.
Before leaving, Song Xia said gently to Zuo Yue, "Don't be impatient. You have good talent. If you are too impatient, your internal strength will easily run into problems."
Zuo Yue was delighted, but her expression remained obedient: "Teacher, I've remembered."
This appearance drew another glance from Song Ye, and even Song Xia couldn't help but find it amusing.
Zuo Yue is a good girl, so it's understandable that her son is paying attention to her. However, she is still too young. If she wants to date, she will have to wait two more years. Moreover, dating can be distracting. Even if her son is interested, it's uncertain whether Zuo Yue will reciprocate. After all, Zuo Yue is a very competitive girl, and all her attention is currently focused on training.
However, since they both grew up in an orphanage, if they are both willing, they could comfort each other and become loyal partners, which would be really nice.
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