IDWBE -Chapter 68 Yu Xiaoshi

“Who are you?!”

Yu Xiaoshi slapped away the hand resting on his shoulder!

Tian Shiyou, caught completely off guard, felt a tremendous force at his elbow. There was no way to evade it. Instinctively, he tried to grab Yu Xiaoshi’s arm—but to his shock, the boy didn’t move an inch.

Before he could react, he watched helplessly as his own body was pushed back.

Then—plop—he was sent tumbling into the river.

After a few struggles, he realized the water was only waist-deep. Wiping his face, he stared blankly at the tall, hefty Yu Xiaoshi.

“I was trying to be friendly—why did he hit me?”

This kid made no sense!

No wonder everyone called him a “second fool.”

Yet, Tian Shiyou was stunned. Even though he had been pushed in completely unprepared, he himself was a peak Fourth Rank!

Yu Xiaoshi could barely be a Third Rank—where did he get such strength?

And Tian Shiyou hadn’t even managed to counter!

This completely overturned his understanding.

“The chubby one hates being called ‘chubby’!”

Fang Pi, along with Cui Gengren, appeared from somewhere. They laughed heartily at Tian Shiyou in the river.

“You called him that too!”

Tian Shiyou quickly seized on Fang Pi’s words.

“I can’t call him ‘chubby,’ but you can?”

Fang Pi tried to drape an arm over Yu Xiaoshi’s shoulder but, being too short, had to settle for his waist. He shouted toward Tian Shiyou in the river, “You don’t understand! Look at our faces—don’t we look like we were made from the same mold?”

Tian Shiyou stared from afar. One was fat like a pig, the other thin like a monkey—how was that even remotely alike?

Fang Pi grinned proudly. “The chubby one is my brother—we’re cousins! Not some outsider like you!”

Yu Xiaoshi happily said, “This is my younger brother. I’m the elder.”

Tian Shiyou frowned. “You two are brothers, outsiders can’t say anything!”

The three climbed out of the river, removed their shoes, drained and cleaned them, then put them back on. Turning, they walked off together.

Shan Yin tilted his head back, neck sore, and after a long time confirmed he was no longer bleeding. Washing his face in the river, he trudged toward Lin Yi with a scowl.

Lin Yi smiled. “When dealing with children, patience is key—give them warmth like spring.”

“Your Highness, rest assured. My patience is exceptional—I won’t be easily discouraged.”

As he spoke, Shan Yin’s eyes involuntarily glanced at the tall, robust Yu Xiaoshi.

He had truly underestimated the boy!

He hadn’t expected him to act immediately.

What frustrated him most was that the kid didn’t even dodge—he just stood there, motionless, while Shan Yin could only take the hits.

A child hitting a Seventh Rank like him was no different from being tickled.

He had only failed to foresee such severe consequences.

His nose still hurt.

Lin Yi shrugged and ignored him, continuing toward the school.

“Does this chubby one have talent for martial arts?”

Lin Yi suddenly asked Hong Ying.

“Maintain solid grasp of truth, free of distractions, selfless, and forget the world. The Jade Infant transforms—naturally in tune with the Way.”

Hong Ying spoke as he followed Lin Yi closely.

“Why does that sound so familiar?”

Lin Yi couldn’t recall immediately.

Hong Ying laughed. “Your Highness, that’s from your own novel. The fat cat was dumb and scorned from youth, but because of single-minded focus, he mastered martial arts instantly—becoming a master in his own right.”

“Your Highness, I want to hear the fat cat story too!”

Yu Xiaoshi’s voice suddenly came from behind, startling Lin Yi.

“How many times have I told you?”

Lin Yi said sternly, “When you see someone, greet them first. Don’t pounce on them. Do you understand?”

Yu Xiaoshi nodded vigorously. “I understand, Your Highness! I want to hear the fat cat story!”

“Once you can follow this rule, then maybe I’ll tell you. Not now—don’t even think about it.”

The former online novelist felt proud.

He had pieced together unrelated characters and plots—and yet it had so many fans!

Even if he weren’t a prince in this world, writing novels here would make him a best-selling author with countless female fans.

He sighed again. If his pre-travel novel Super Dad had been published, it surely would have sold tens of thousands!

Its abrupt halt must have infuriated countless readers—maybe even some sending death threats.

His departure was irresponsible, a huge loss for Chinese online literature.

He felt a pang of guilt and heartache.

The school was growing busier—from south to north, west to east, more children were being sent here. And it wasn’t just to learn literacy.

One reason was martial arts—fishermen drifting at sea were especially eager for their children to learn a few techniques.

The second was three meals a day. At home, they had only two meals; food was wasted, and they were half-starved.

Here, three meals every day, always full.

Many older adults wanted to learn martial arts but couldn’t enter schools. The prince’s guards wouldn’t take them either.

Fortunately, when He Jixiang, Shen Chu, and Bao Kui taught on the training ground, they never refused anyone. Anyone with ears and limbs who wanted to learn could join.

Ever since a sixty-year-old woman, who had never learned martial arts, achieved energy transformation, the whole of Baiyun City buzzed with excitement.

Previously, she was hunched, walking unsteadily—anyone could tell she wouldn’t live past the year’s end.

Yet, because her grandson was at school, she came every day out of curiosity. Mimicking the exercises, her body gradually stretched, and ailments like back pain vanished.

The old woman became extremely happy and practiced more diligently than the young.

Within just a few months, she easily achieved energy transformation.

Her back no longer ached, her legs didn’t hurt, and she had energy for climbing hills.

Mingyue hired her as the orphanage caretaker, with a monthly salary.

Everyone was stunned.

Anyone with basic martial knowledge knew it usually took three to five years of hard practice to achieve energy transformation. Some never achieved it in a lifetime.

And this woman was well past the age to learn martial arts!

She wasn’t a prodigy—this was practically defying nature.

Gradually, Baiyun City spread the word: the prince, being of the royal family, naturally taught high-level techniques.

Could high-level techniques be compared to low-level ones? Of course not!

With more breakthroughs happening, this rumor spread further, even drawing long-known Third and Fourth Rank experts from Sanhe to the training ground.

The school surroundings became crowded.

Lin Yi glanced from afar, unwilling to squeeze through.

He only hoped Bian Jing would finish the new training ground soon, so the crowd wouldn’t disturb him and ruin his sleep every day.