Chapter 2676: Chapter 897: Xiao Xiao’s Dragon Butt Story
Is the crow his graduation task? Zheng Qing doesn’t know.
Just like he is equally unsure, if he follows Su Shijun’s plan to adopt three Great Elves as his daughters, what uncertain consequences this might bring him in the future.
This Friday evening’s visit to Greenhill Mansion seemed to discuss many issues, yet none received a satisfying answer.
Zheng Qing felt even more confused.
Like dressing in early spring, wearing a cloak makes sense to prevent rain; wearing single attire makes sense as the weather has warmed; wearing a robe also makes sense as it can prevent rain and roll up sleeves.
Returning to the dormitory at night.
He habitually discussed today’s talks at Greenhill Mansion with his Diviner, hoping to receive some third-party, more objective opinions.
But it’s evident that including the Ph.D., the companions’ focus wasn’t on any crow conspiracy, the new status of the Great Elves, or Sister Korma’s legendary crisis—these topics with more hype and value.
"You mean, you and Jiang Da Headmaster visited Su Councilor at Greenhill Mansion?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, with a solemn face: "Still discussing the identity of the Great Elves?"
"Is there a problem?"
Zheng Qing was puzzled, but seeing the Ph.D.’s expression, couldn’t help feeling a bit guilty: "They’ve met before... During winter vacation she lived at Greenhill Mansion for a while, and nothing unexpected happened!"
"Why do I feel like a couple going to the big house to snatch the kids... fight for custody?" The Fat Wizard muttered, poking his head out from the Six-pillar bed with Tuan Tuan, gossip written all over their faces.
Zheng Qing turned a blind eye and deaf ear to this, continuing to look at Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao sighed deeply.
Removed his glasses and rubbed his temples.
"This isn’t their first meeting, right?" he asked rhetorically.
Zheng Qing didn’t know what he meant: "Of course not..."
"No, no, I mean, this isn’t the first time they’ve met in your presence." This time, Xiao Xiao emphasized the words ’in your presence’.
Zheng Qing was still a bit muddled: "No, it’s not... what are you trying to say?"
"I also want to know what you’re thinking."
Xiao Xiao grabbed a heavy Bamboo Slip Law Book, knocking on his head, looking very distressed: "Let me sort it out: The situation now is, you are dating Jiang Yu but also have kids with Su Councilor—not just one, don’t argue—both express clear attitudes toward you, yet you are indecisive..."
"You could use a more pleasant term." Zheng Qing finally couldn’t help but softly remind.
Xiao Xiao glared at him, slowly continuing his analysis: "...not only failing to give either woman enough commitment, also allowing them to meet in your presence... um, confirm, did any conflict occur after their meeting?"
Upon hearing the last question.
Many words Zheng Qing had planned to say in defense suddenly became unspeakable; he thought of Su Shijun’s territorial declaration, thought of Jiang Yu forcefully opening the study door, involuntarily showing a trace of discomfort on his face.
This hesitation was immediately captured by the two companions.
"Truly... scum." The Fat Wizard shook his head, thinking a repeated term was necessary to fully express the inner outrage.
Xiao Xiao donned his glasses again, seriously scrutinizing Zheng Qing: "Fatty is right. I’m surprised you’d do such things, and it’s not just once... Earlier calling you Zheng Zha had a joking sense, but calling you Scum now is because you truly are."
"I don’t quite understand..." Zheng Qing pulled at his loose collar, feeling a bit suffocated.
Xiao Xiao scratched his head.
"Let me tell you a story." Suddenly inspired with a good idea, he snapped his fingers: "So, a Wizard goes venturing in the forest, and comes across a Fire Dragon, the largest he’s ever seen. He opens his Law Book, casting a spell at the Dragon. Unsurprisingly, the spell rebounds off the Dragon’s thick Scale Armor. Turning to flee, the Wizard is pinned by the Dragon who, you know, dragons are inherently licentious..."
Inside the small dormitory, three gasp sounds are heard.
Zheng Qing, Xin, and Tuan Tuan.
"Is the Wizard a Warlock or a Witch?" The Fat Wizard couldn’t help interrupting the Ph.D.’s story, full of curiosity: "What about the Fire Dragon? Is it male or female?"
"All males, all males! Don’t interrupt my story!"
Xiao Xiao impatiently waved his hand, signaling Fatty to shut up: "Anyway, the Dragon stretches out its strong arms, wrapping around the Wizard’s shoulder, chuckling,
’You cast one on me, now I want to cast one on you, it’s fair, right?’
The Hunter stifles his fear, asking, ’If I refuse?’
’Then I’ll have to eat you,’ the Dragon shrugs its paws, sparking flames from its nose, ’Buddy, you can’t rampage on my turf, then swagger away.’
After weighing the options, the Wizard chose to live."
"Wow!" The Fat Wizard let out a low exclamation, his rear squirming unconsciously.
Zheng Qing furrowed his brows, striving to capture each keyword in the story, pondering what the Ph.D. meant by this tale.
"...Then on the next day, the Hunter charges into the forest again, carrying a thicker Law Book, casting a stronger spell. The spell rebounds, he runs, it chases, paws placed on his shoulders, ’Hey buddy, you know the rules.’ Then the Hunter chose life again."
"...On the third day, the Hunter brought an ancient Law Book, went into the forest again. Seeing the Fire Dragon, he opened the book, casting a spell. As you know, magic associated with ancient times is very powerful. The Hunter fainted amidst the intense magic fluctuation. When he awoke, the Dragon was sitting beside him, arms crossed, full of melancholy.
Seeing the Hunter awake, the Dragon tilted its head, glimpsing at his rear, suddenly asking ’Buddy, you aren’t coming to the forest for dragon hunting, right?’"
The story concludes here.
The Fat Wizard and Fat Cat are rolling with laughter on the bed.
Zheng Qing is still clueless.
Xiao Xiao looked at him seriously, patiently explaining: "Returning to the current situation, I also want to ask you, buddy, you didn’t develop a forest to burn yourself, right! ...You could privately gather the two Witches’ attitudes, then seek each other’s opinion under your own name, but instead, you placed them in the same room. You knew they might clash. From my impression, you weren’t this bad in nature... So, do you actually enjoy them clashing in front of you, or do you enjoy the feeling of thrill and fear?"
