The male students of this period having fantasies is entirely normal.
Of course, while the new students looked and stared, most did so furtively, and very few dared to gaze directly for more than five seconds.
The female War God, Leng Xue, was as her name suggested.
She possessed a nature that kept people at a distance, and no one dared to act frivolously.
From afar.
Lin Weidong, Zhou Yu, Jiang Kui, and Jiang Zhuliu were all facing this direction.
The rest of the observer group were still resting; they would only begin observing after the mobilization assembly concluded.
"Have you ever harbored any improper thoughts about the female War God?"
Zhou Yu stood to Lin Weidong's left. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhuliu had appeared beside him at some point.
He had previously been standing to Jiang Kui's right, two positions away from Zhou Yu.
"The female War God Leng Xue holds an extraordinary position in our Dragon Country. How could I possibly harbor any improper thoughts about such a prodigious talent?" Zhou Yu whispered.
With Lin Weidong and Jiang Kui nearby, he didn't want his conversation with Jiang Zhuliu overheard.
Fortunately, their attention was focused on the training grounds.
"Uncle Lin said your cultivation is at the peak of Postnatal Ming Jin, with astonishing martial arts talent. Is that true?" Jiang Zhuliu pulled Zhou Yu aside and continued to ask.
As the subsequent content was somewhat sensitive, he didn't want Lin Weidong and Jiang Kui to hear.
Zhou Yu, being pulled, did not resist.
"What do you think?" Zhou Yu smiled.
He did not directly admit his strength.
Besides, he was more than just peak Postnatal Ming Jin.
Lin Weidong and the family enshriners already knew Zhou Yu's strength was Postnatal An Jin, and Jiang Kui would soon know as well.
If he admitted it now, he would be humiliated later.
"Although I find it hard to believe that someone who looks about my age could be at peak Ming Jin, if you truly are a person of astonishing talent, then you are indeed worthy of the female War God," Jiang Zhuliu said.
Zhou Yu looked bewildered.
What was going on?
How did the conversation shift to him and the female War God?
What exactly was Jiang Zhuliu planning?
Zhou Yu could never have imagined that the other party would say such a thing.
"Alas, don't look at me like that. The reason I asked you that is because I have a mortal enemy. He has always liked the female War God and wants to make Leng Xue his woman," Jiang Zhuliu explained.
The relationships between the five top families were not as peaceful as they appeared on the surface.
The Jiang family had always been close to the Murong family, while the Long family was allied with the Ye family.
As for the Leng family, they maintained a neutral stance.
Family disciples like Jiang Zhuliu were sent for intensive training from a young age. Because of this, he and Long Lingxiao of the Long family had disliked each other since childhood.
Not only that, but the two even had friction at times.
Jiang Zhuliu knew Long Lingxiao liked Leng Xue and wanted to win over the female War God.
Therefore, he had a sudden whim to have Zhou Yu approach Leng Xue.
If Zhou Yu could win the female War God's heart, it would be ideal. Even if it didn't work out, Jiang Zhuliu wouldn't lose anything.
In short, if Zhou Yu could be with Leng Xue, it would be nothing but beneficial for Jiang Zhuliu.
Indeed, there were disciples in the Jiang family who admired Leng Xue. However, as long as the Ye and Long families could not achieve their desires, the Jiang and Murong families would naturally be accepting.
After listening to Jiang Zhuliu's narration, Zhou Yu felt a headache coming on.
So, this tall guy wanted to play the game of "the snipe and the clam," reaping the benefits for himself!
If he were to actively pursue Leng Xue, wouldn't he become a thorn in Long Lingxiao's side?
The most frustrating part was that Zhou Yu didn't even know what this "Long Lingxiao" looked like.
Suddenly gaining an enemy was not a good thing.
Although he wasn't afraid of having more opponents.
But Leng Xue...
Forgive him, but Zhou Yu really couldn't bring himself to do it.
That woman was difficult to get along with.
"Brother Zhuliu, you should save it. Let alone if I'm at peak Ming Jin, even if I were at peak An Jin, the female War God wouldn't fancy me. She's such an arrogant woman, how could she possibly look at me?"
Zhou Yu was extremely frustrated.
Why did everyone he met want to pair him up with Leng Xue?
That "cold ice block" was utterly uninteresting.
Rather than being with Leng Xue, Zhou Yu felt that Su Yuyan was a better match.
Even Zhao Ruyue was better than Leng Xue!
"Brother Zhou, the female War God is the most beautiful in our Dragon Country. In terms of figure, family background, she's top-notch. Are you truly not moved by her at all?" Jiang Zhuliu sighed.
He and Zhou Yu were now addressing each other as "Brother Zhuliu" and "Brother Zhou."
Before this, they clearly weren't seeing eye to eye...
In truth, it was because Jiang Zhuliu had come to a realization.
Lin Weidong valued Zhou Yu's talent and wanted to nurture him. With this trajectory, Zhou Yu would inevitably rise to prominence.
Even if Jiang Zhuliu didn't want to admit the other party was stronger than him, now was indeed an opportunity to forge connections.
Moreover, more than these things, he was unwilling to see Leng Xue become Long Lingxiao's woman.
Regardless, anything that could make his mortal enemy uncomfortable was the most important thing.
"She's so wonderful, why don't you pursue her yourself? You're a young master from a top family, if you made a move, wouldn't it be easy?" Zhou Yu retorted.
A Leng family, a Jiang family.
A perfect match!
Of course, Zhou Yu knew this was impossible.
In that woman Leng Xue's eyes, Jiang Zhuliu was probably nothing more than an overgrown child.
Jiang Zhuliu: "Brother Zhou, you understand, everyone has different preferences. Some people like chubby women, some like delicate and obedient ones, some like the heavily made-up type. I'm a bit special, I..."
Zhou Yu: "You like men?"
Jiang Zhuliu: "Bah, bah, bah! Are you cursing me?"
Zhou Yu: "I'm not cursing you. You don't like any of the types you just mentioned, so don't you like men? Then what do you like?"
Jiang Zhuliu: "No, I'm not that kind of person."
Zhou Yu: "Then what kind of person are you?"
At this point, Zhou Yu silently took a step back, creating distance from Jiang Zhuliu.
If the tall guy really liked men, it was best to stay away.
"Ah, I can't explain it clearly to you. In short, I don't like men. It's just... my feelings towards women are a bit... a bit special. The type most people like doesn't quite suit me. I prefer... I prefer..."
Jiang Zhuliu stammered, unable to articulate his preference.
Zhou Yu was puzzled.
Was it that difficult to describe the appearance of the woman he liked?
Didn't he know where was bigger, where was fairer, where was curvier?
"Don't worry, I won't discriminate against you. Speak boldly, I will listen carefully."
As he said this, Zhou Yu intended to pat Jiang Zhuliu's shoulder, but on second thought, he decided against it.
Keep a distance...
Keep your distance!
"Brother Zhou, actually... actually, I like tomboys..."
Finally, Jiang Zhuliu uttered the word "tomboy."
Tomboy?
Zhou Yu quickly pictured the scene of Jiang Zhuliu standing next to a tomboy.
Ugh...
The scene was a bit jarring to the eyes.