Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Beibei looked into those all-too-familiar eyes, which were filled with bitterness.

Beibei didn't know why she had been gone for two months, and it seemed that a deep rift had formed between her and Tang Ya.

"Beibei, you're different from me. Your future is bright. Do you remember?"

"I want revenge for my parents. You promised me you'd help me restore the Tang Clan, but now..."

As Tang Ya spoke, she lost control of herself, and tears streamed down her face.

"But how can you help me now... Waaah, you're not an ordinary person anymore. You need to consider things from the academy's perspective, Beibei."

Bei Bei understands Tang Ya; if she were to say something like that at this moment, she must have her own reasons. Even before he held the title of Lifetime Shrek Seven Devils.

Without realizing it, he clenched his fist.

He knew that the decline of the Tang Clan was Tang Ya's biggest regret in her life.

At that moment, a face he least wanted to see welled up in his mind, along with the words he had once said.

"How long are you going to keep hiding your identity and playing house?"

Yes, Tang Ya's problem is very easy to solve.

As long as I reveal my identity and ask the Ancestor for help...

Beibei looked up and met Tang Ya's tear-streaked face.

He calmed down. What good would revealing his identity do now? It would only make Tang Ya dislike him even more. After all, she already strongly resisted being associated with the students. If he revealed his true identity now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Damn it... what should I do?

At this moment, Tang Ya, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up again.

"Beibei, how about we..."

Beibei's eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and he didn't have the courage to listen any further. He could completely guess what Tang Ya was going to say next based on the sentence structure. He felt that time was passing so slowly, the world had become so quiet, and he could even hear his own heartbeat.

"Ring ring!"

The welcoming bell of the tea house rang.

A guest arrived uninvited.

"Oh, everyone's here. Looks like I'm not late."

Unable to find a boat on the shore of Poseidon Island, Zhang Mo turned back to look for Elder Mu. Elder Mu remained silent for a moment after hearing this, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhang Mo guessed that they were probably wondering why there were still members of the Sea God Pavilion who needed to take a boat.

Afterwards, Elder Mu summoned Yan Shaozhe, who claimed that he was too busy with official duties to take Zhang Mo back to the other side of the river and back to the outer courtyard. So he found Zhang Mo a small boat.

Zhang Mo felt that Yan Shaozhe was retaliating for making him lose face in front of Elder Mu earlier.

Grass! !

Finally, Zhang Mo rowed back, panting heavily.

Upon returning, he rushed straight to this teahouse.

At this moment, Zhang Mo stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily, looking at the perfect couple in front of him.

One was crying uncontrollably, the other had a tragic expression.

Zhang Mo could guess what had happened here even if he used his ass.

"Zhang Mo? What are you doing here!" Bei Bei's voice was laced with anger. Although he had participated in the Soul Fighting Tournament with Zhang Mo and his opinion of him had changed, he was still angry.

However, he still couldn't fully accept Zhang Mo in his heart, especially since Zhang Mo had interfered in his and Xiao Ya's relationship and meddled in their affairs.

"Go, go sit next to your family member."

Zhang Mo waved his hand, signaling Bei Bei to sit down with Tang Ya and make room for Zhang Mo in his current seat.

Beibei wanted to argue, but he saw Tang Ya moving inside to make room for him.

He had no choice but to give up and sit down first. He also wanted to see what Zhang Mo was up to. He didn't understand why Zhang Mo was there.

Beibei couldn't help but recall that Zhang Mo and Tang Ya had met before the Soul Fighting Tournament, wondering if there was any connection between the two.

Zhang Mo sat down, and Tang Ya wiped away her tears, forcing a smile as she said, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry you had to see this. Why do I always cry every time you come?"

"It's nothing, none of that matters. I'm just glad you kept your promise. You haven't dropped out of school."

Drop out of school?

Upon hearing those two words, Bei Bei turned his head sharply, only then realizing that Tang Ya's true intention was to drop out of school.

"Alright, Beibei. I knew you were here when I got here. I didn't intend to tell you this behind your back."

"What exactly are you trying to do? What are you and Xiaoya plotting?!"

"Sister Wang! A cup of our signature black tea, please." Zhang Mo turned around and called out loudly, then turned to look at Bei Bei, "Plan? That's a really bad word for you. How can reviving the Tang Sect be called a plan? That's called a strategy."

"What?" Beibei felt like she had heard something unbelievable, and for a moment she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I was so angry I laughed.

"You're not even a member of the Tang Clan, yet you say you want to revive it. Zhang Mo, are you out of your mind?"

With a bang, Beibei slammed her fist on the table and stood up.

Zhang Mo wasn't annoyed; he just stared straight into his eyes. His hands didn't stop moving.

He took out the things that Yan Shaozhe had given him along with the small boat when he found it for him.

"This, this is..."

How could Beibei not recognize the token in front of him? He couldn't possibly not recognize it.

Sea God's Decree!

Zhang Mo was very satisfied to see Bei Bei's incredulous expression.

At this moment, Sister Wang, the proprietress of the teahouse, came out from the kitchen and brought over a cup of fragrant black tea. Zhang Mo nodded and gave Sister Wang a symbolic greeting.

He picked up the black tea and held it under his nose, taking a gentle sniff. He then briefly recalled what had happened just fourteen minutes earlier.

Yan Shaozhe handed the token to him, explaining helplessly.

Members of the Sea God's Pavilion don't need any tokens to prove themselves. In their youth, they were all renowned and formidable fighters on the continent. Furthermore, since they all graduated from Shrek Academy, no one would doubt their claim to be members of the Sea God's Pavilion.

Furthermore, most of the members of the Sea God Pavilion are elderly and rarely leave Shrek City.

But Zhang Mo is different. Zhang Mo's strength is currently... far from sufficient. If he were to step out now—no, that's a long story. Even if he claimed to be a member of the Sea God Pavilion in Shrek City, probably no one would believe him.

Therefore, Elder Mu handed over the Sea God Token, which symbolized his status as the head of the Sea God Pavilion, to him.

Elder Mu trusted him and believed he wouldn't do anything too outrageous with the token. If Zhang Mo used the token to publicly declare himself a member of the Sea God Pavilion, no one should doubt him.

After all, no one in this world has ever dared to forge Shrek Academy's Sea God Token.

As Mu Lao's great-grandson, Bei Bei had been exposed to this from a young age, so how could he not know what the Sea God's Token symbolized?

His mind was racing.

"Bebe, what does this token... symbolize?"

Beibei gave a bitter smile, slumped back into her seat, and muttered, "What does this symbolize... that the Tang Clan is truly about to be revived?"