Transmigrate inside a Web Novel as a Side Character.

Lin fan turned his gaze to the side, seeing Xiao Lian, who was oblivious to the two males\' actions that was filled with tension. He could see her gulping down a lot of side dishes wholeheartedly, making Soma\'s face beamed with happiness.

At that moment, Lin Fan\'s mind began to be divided into two forces. Should he take the bait or ignore it? But he felt that if he ignored this deal, he would regret it for the rest of his life. Also, the matter about his family, who needs help, drives him into the corners.

Lin Fan wants to know if Soma has the things to start the negotiations with him. If he does, at the very least, Lin Fan should gain something in this negotiation.

While clicking his tongue, reluctantly, Lin Fan sat back in his seat and shot his glare at Soma, who was still spoiling Xiao Lian.

"So how about it?".

Soma, who saw Lin Fan back in his seat, turned his attention in front of him.

Internally, Soma strikes a winning pose while screaming. Soma made this offer not just because of the matter of the book but because he tried to use this chance to get to know him better and wanted to see if Lin Fan was worth saving or not.

In the story, Lin Fan has an awful backstory when he is being played by the demon. In the first place, the demon side knows who Lin Fan is and what kind of bloodline he carries in his veins.

They began to use some trickery to fool the young Lin Fan and then took him under their wing. In the end, Lin Fan was defeated by the Savior not because he was Weak but because of the betrayal he received from the demon side.

That is why Soma wanted to make sure that his backstory ran smoothly, the same as in the novel. With that, without the plead from Martial Saint, Soma is willing to save him with his own hands.

Soma straightened his spine and looked at Lin Fan in the eyes.

"...Show me the book first!".

With a single flick of his palm, Soma holds a thin book and a parchment that he had just bought from the store earlier in his hands.

After seeing the book, a nostalgic feeling began to creep up from deep within Lin Fan\'s consciousness. Lin Fan almost took action by stealing the book from Soma\'s hand but he realized that his strength was nothing compared to Soma.

Lin Fan was too bitter to acknowledged it, but Soma was without a doubt the strongest in the first-year students at the current year. That is also why Lin Fan, who holds his family pride on his shoulders, couldn\'t care less and began to seek his ancestor\'s inheritance from the past, which could be useful in his growth.

"What do you want?".

"Let me ask you first! Can you read this book?".

Soma pointed his index finger to the book, to which Lin Fan replied with a slight nod. He sighs in relief because it seems Lin Fan can still be reasoned with.

"I want you to translate it so that I can learn it too".

"Pointless, because you are…".

"I know I am not Martial Saint\'s descendant, but…".

Lin Fan\'s body stiffened like a rock as he widened his eyes to look at Soma, who casually uttered those words. Never had he met someone who knew that term—a Martial Saint descendant.

That topic was so classified that only his direct descendants or the family\'s close aides who had pledged their lives to the Lin Family would be told.

However, that term was spoken by a stranger, and the fact that he said those words means that Soma knows Lin Fan\'s true identity as the direct descendant of Martial Saint.

"You!...".

"Wait, hold up. I didn\'t say that to make you angry. I just want to clarify something".

Lin Fan clenched his hands below the table, and Xiao Lian, noticing his current behavior, stopped her hands and knit her brows in annoyance. But with a single tap to her shoulder by Soma, her demeanor changed, and she resumed her eating.

"It seemed not easy to convince him any more than this. Furthermore, if I pressed more than this, I could guess what he would do to me," Soma muttered while pondering his next step.

Soma pondered for a second before he sighed. "I can\'t help to do this, but, well, if he is not something worth my time or tries to inflict harm to my close aides, I will Kill Him!". Soma muttered coldly.

With a single wave from his palm, a translucent window appeared in front of Lin Fan, jolting his body up and making a cluttered sound because of the falling chair.

[Status Window]

Name: Soma

Class: Martial Saint

"What, how?!".

Lin Fan\'s common sense was just turned upside down by the appearance of the second Martial Saint class before him. He still remembered vividly. Lin Fan retained this class when he read that stone inscription that he had gotten after the deal with that fellow.

Yet here and now, someone had the same Class as him, and it genuinely broke his understanding of the world\'s intention. "How? The story in my family said that there will be only one Martial Saint in one generation, which is only from its direct bloodlines, but…". Lin Fan began to get lost in thought and flinched as he realized something new. "Is he a descendants from the branch family of our clan?

Or?".

"So, how about it?".

Soma\'s casual remark caught Lin Fan off guard in his deep thoughts. He began to dismiss the thought and focus his attention on the person before him.

"Where did you get that class?".

Lin Fan softly opened his mouth. Internally, Soma smirked as this plan seemed to work. He began to explain the details and add some bittersweet lies to that. He is once battling a demon and in his death door trying to save someone, Soma received the Class and managed to chase away the demon.

Soma\'s story contained no lies; he just twisted some important truth about the inscription and how he could read the unknown letter on it.

Hearing that story, Lin Fan felt a pang in his chest. He recalled that he received the Class for only reading the text his ancestor left behind, and the boy before him had to fight for his life, trying to save someone and gain the recognition of the world himself that he was worthy of the Class of Martial Saints.

He clenched his hands and slowly returned to his seat, fixing the chair position. Then, with unwavering eyes, he looked at Soma.

"Give me the book! I will do it! Do you trust me to hold it, though? "

Soma was a bit hesitant, and he still has something he need to tell Lin Fan this.

"...Thank you. I will leave it in your hand".

[Extra Skill Puppeteer activated]

Without hesitation, Soma willingly gave the book to Lin Fan, which made Lin Fan\'s eyes bloated in surprise, looking at how sincere Soma\'s gaze was.

"How Could you trust someone so willingly like that? Do you not think that I would just take this and translate it into a misleading one?"

"No, I believe in your nature. I believe in your pride as a person and as a Martial Artist like me. You aren\'t someone that would do that foolish act! Am I right?".

"Hmph?!".

Lin Fan snatched the book in front of him. He slightly peeked through the content inside, and it was genuine. There was also the parchment that contained some martial moves that his ancestor had created.

After confirming the book\'s content, Lin Fan stood up from the seat, but before he left, he softly added.

"Why did you seek strength?".

Soma, who couldn\'t believe how soft Lin Fan\'s tone was directed at him, began to part his lips and speak.

"It\'s simple. Just like everyone\'s else. I need strength to protect what\'s important to me".

"Protect, huh!".

Both of them became silent, and Xiao Lian also felt the lax tension between the males, which seemed to confuse her.

"...I will return it to you, I promised!".

"Many thanks, Lin Fan".

Soma saw Lin Fan\'s retreating figure and began to sigh in relief at the talk\'s success.

"You want some?".

Xiao Lian, from the side, began to offer him one of her half-eaten dumplings, brimming with broth juice that stimulated his appetite. But Soma shook his head and smiled, looking at Xiao Lian, who still didn\'t show any intention of stopping her meal.

"No, but thanks, Xiao Lian".

Soma patted her head, which made Xiao Lian\'s face flushed in red and squirmed in delight. He didn\'t notice it, but all the customers in the room looked toward their side with wholesome expressions.