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Arrow God of Douluo

A lone survivor of a village was picked up by Title Douluo Tang Hao and raised as Tang San's brother. Lets watch this child as he embarks his journey to be one of the strongest Title Douluo in the entire continent.

Lindorm · Anime & Comics
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49 Chs

Flute

Next morning sharp at 9, Tang Feng was standing at the hotel auditorium, waiting for Qing Yun. But even after twenty minutes, Qing Yun was no where to be seen. Tang Feng kept standing there, like a statue, waiting for Qing Yun.

Finally after almost an hour, Qing Yun came walking leisurely. Looking at Tang Feng, he smiled "Well there kid, why are you so early? Didn't I tell you to report at 10?"

"No sir, the reporting time was 9am!" Tang Feng replied

"Oh, is that so! Well, I forgot, so it doesn't matter I guess!" Qing Yun laughed nonchalantly.

"So I guess, lets start with your killing intent! This is not the military barracks, so sit down and try to enjoy the music here!" Qing Yun said. Then he summoned his martial spirit, It was a majestic jade dizi.

Suddenly after summoning his spirit, his naughtiness was nowhere to be seen. Qing Yun's eyes became focused! He gently pulled up his flute and started playing it.

A melodious voice started reverberating through the whole auditorium. Tang Feng, who was sitting beside Qing Yun, felt his soul soothing after hearing the music. All the depressing memories, the memories of their empty house in the village without their dad, the memories of the atrocities of the evil spirit masters he saw, the memories of the killings- all started fading away.

They were replaced with the memories of his childhood with his brother, his dad gifting him Shadow Step and ring, his dad gifting him a bow, his time with his companions of emperor team- all the memories he cherished flashed through his mind.

Gradually, his killing intent was suppressed. He felt his heart lighten up! He didn't realize when he started smiling himself.

After a while, the music stopped. Qing Yun looked at Tang Feng. Tang Feng looked a lot more childish now, with his smile. He didn't look like a statue anymore. Tang Feng stood up and bowed to Qing Yun. This bow was a respect to the beautiful melody presented by him.

Qing Yun smiled satisfyingly. He then took out a bamboo flute and handed it over to Tang Feng. "Your teacher Lu Yu not only wanted you to listen to music, but to also learn it! Also, the killing intent of yours is just suppressed temporarily. You still need to learn how to suppress and express your killing intent whenever necessary!

As your Master Hu says, a qualified assassin is one who blends in the environment and doesn't reveal a flaw before striking his target."

After saying his piece, Qing Yun started teaching Tang Feng basics about playing flute. Luckily, Tang Feng proved to have quite a sense of music and was quickly able to grasp the basic.

"Good, we will continue practicing tomorrow. Now, let's go eat. Today's treat is on me kid! Now, are you touched?" Qing Yun laughed and took Tang Feng to the dining area.

The dining area were divided into two floors. The first floor was common area where tables were set up for dining. The fine dining arrangements with array of staffs looked magnificent.

On the second floor were private booths. Qing Yun took Tang Feng to a private booth. A lot of delicious dishes were categorically kept on a well decorated table.

Qing Yun started instructing on table manners. "Pick up the knife and cut the pork gently while pressing it down with a fork."

"Sir, can we omit the pork please" Tang Feng requested. He had loved eating meat when he was a child. But after the military missions where he burned so many people, Tang Feng didn't like the smell of burnt meat anymore. He rather tried to ignore meat in his diet!

Qing Yun smiled and replied "It is the meat of Blue Mane Boar. Its a shame to waste such a delicacy. Have it. Don't worry about anything else! Enjoy it"

Tang Feng cut a piece and bit it. It was really delicious. A lot of spirit power from the spirit beast entered his body. His nausea towards burnt meat didn't trigger.

After lunch, Qing Yun took him to his suit where he was lectured again on noble etiquettes and proper dressing habits.

Days went by just like that.

Qing Yun started making Tang Feng practice musical pieces every morning. At noon he would teach Tang Feng more about table manners and noble etiquettes.