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Beside him.

Although Ye Qiu was taking in the lively, smoke-filled atmosphere around them...

He caught every single expression on Ning Rongrong's face.

He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

This little witch, Ning Rongrong, was nothing more than a child who hadn't been properly taught a harsh lesson yet.

He wondered—once he tricked her later...

What kind of face would she make?

Ye Qiu walked lightly beside Ning Rongrong, who had her own sneaky thoughts.

Suddenly, something pink flashed in the corner of his eye.

He turned to look.

It was a pink, flower-shaped building, openly seductive in its appearance.

The Rose Hotel?

Ye Qiu whispered to himself curiously.

This was one of the more notable landmarks in the original story.

> "Ye Qiu, you're not planning to drag that little girl into doing something indecent, are you?"

> "You only just met her!"

Ah Yin frowned slightly.

Of course she knew what kind of place that hotel was.

It was all about bloody battles, desperate fights...

Solo duels, group brawls, one-vs-many!

Ye Qiu heard Ah Yin accusing him of being a pervert in her mind.

His mouth twitched, and he argued inwardly:

> "Ah Yin, when did your thoughts become so filthy? You know exactly what I'm thinking. Don't project your dirty imagination onto me."

> "I-I wasn't thinking that at all!"

Ah Yin immediately denied it, blushing and a bit flustered.

She really hadn't sensed any improper thoughts from Ye Qiu, but she still muttered unreasonably:

> "It's your own fault for always thinking impure things! That's why I misunderstood!"

> "Misunderstood?"

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile curling his lips.

> "Since you misunderstood me, I should give you a small punishment."

> "Punishment? What punishment?"

Ah Yin was confused and instinctively tried to read Ye Qiu's thoughts.

But before she could peek in—

Ye Qiu grabbed the blue-and-gold belt around his waist, preventing Ah Yin from escaping.

Then…

He mentally replayed the various enlightening scenes he had seen while studying a wide range of educational films.

Just as Ah Yin was about to read his thoughts—

Those unfamiliar, never-before-experienced scenes played out clearly in her mind, causing her face to flush bright red.

> "Ah—! Ye Qiu!"

> "L-Let go of me! I don't want to see this stuff!"

> "You pervert! You shameless scoundrel!"

> "Stop! I don't want to see it! Don't think like that! I won't let you—"

Ah Yin was absolutely mortified, yelling in shame and fury. Even if she closed her eyes and covered her ears, the battle scenes she had experienced with Ye Qiu in that green spiritual space were now etched into her soul.

Their exchange didn't take long.

While Ye Qiu was distracted—

Explaining the "Dao" to Ah Yin and clearing up her "misunderstanding"—

His gaze never left the Rose Hotel.

That moment of him standing there, gazing...

Was caught exactly by Ning Rongrong.

> "?"

Noticing Ye Qiu's look, Ning Rongrong followed his line of sight—and saw the pink, shimmering Rose Hotel.

Her face changed immediately.

She tugged at her collar, her expression toward Ye Qiu becoming more guarded.

She wasn't some naïve little girl who'd never seen the world.

She knew exactly what kind of place that was.

She never imagined—this guy, who looked so proper and well-dressed, was actually no different from those sleazy middle-aged men, completely ruled by his lower half!

If that's the case...

Then don't blame me for going all out!

Ning Rongrong scoffed coldly, her eyes full of contempt as she looked at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu only stopped reviewing those "informative scenes" when Ah Yin was red-faced, screaming apologies and nearly in tears.

Ah Yin's branches also quietly withdrew.

As for whatever Ye Qiu was planning to do to Ning Rongrong—she didn't have the energy to worry anymore.

As the female lead in that imaginary scene, she probably wouldn't be able to face Ye Qiu for a while.

Otherwise, whenever she saw Ye Qiu, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from imagining... him riding her... or rather, carrying her.

From an outsider's view—

Ye Qiu had merely paused for a second, then showed a mischievous smile.

Ning Rongrong frowned.

Sensing Ye Qiu's gaze on her—

She instantly folded her arms in front of her chest, protecting her hard-as-a-board little "door."

She secretly spat and cursed softly:

> "Beast!"

> "Hmm?"

Ye Qiu blinked and looked at her, then rolled his eyes helplessly.

It was obvious—Ning Rongrong had ended up thinking the same thing as Ah Yin.

Do I really look that perverted?

Why do they both think I'm about to drag Ning Rongrong into a hotel?

Ye Qiu chuckled. Since he had punished Ah Yin already...

He figured he shouldn't show favoritism.

Time to fire back a little.

Ye Qiu's dark eyes swept across Ning Rongrong's flat chest like a tablet screen. He rolled his eyes and muttered with disdain:

> "Tch~ Princess Flat-chest!"

Ning Rongrong froze for a second.

Such a simple term—of course she understood it.

Her face immediately twisted in anger, turning red with rage.

Before she could retort—

Ye Qiu's voice came again:

> "Sigh~ Miss Rongrong is really too... flat and ordinary. Someone might think you stole a doorboard from someone's house and stuffed it under your clothes."

In Ning Rongrong's eyes—

As Ye Qiu spoke, he straightened his back proudly, looked at her chest, and shook his head mockingly.

As if saying:

> "Even my weak muscles are more developed than yours!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Qiu's figure. How could she possibly lose to this bastard?

She let out a cold snort, then confidently looked down at herself.

Her pupils instantly shook.

Her face turned bright red, her green eyes filled with disbelief.

She couldn't accept it.

In an instant, she exploded with rage, screaming:

> "Ah—!"

> "Ye! Qiu!"

Ning Rongrong called out his name word by word, her fists clenched tightly. She looked up, about to punch his chest—

But he was already gone.

Ning Rongrong blinked.

Looking around frantically, she locked onto Ye Qiu, who had already strode far ahead.

She stomped her feet twice in frustration.

> "Ye Qiu! If I don't deal with you, then I'm not the little witch Ning Rongrong!"

Her emerald eyes filled with both shame and anger, she quickly chased after him.

She had originally planned to go easy on him...

But Ye Qiu's humiliation had completely shattered her restraint!

She actually couldn't compare to a boy?!

Ning Rongrong, both embarrassed and furious, stopped hesitating and shouted:

> "Ye Qiu!"

> "I already picked a place—we're eating there!"

> "Well? Can you handle it?!"

Without hesitation, she pointed to the tallest restaurant nearby.

Forget the height.

Just the gilded signboard showed how upscale it was.

"Sure!"

Ye Qiu didn't bother answering Ning Rongrong's "can we or can't we?" question. He just shrugged indifferently and agreed.

A gentle, pleasant smile was on his face.

After all, he wasn't the one paying.

As for whether he could handle it—well, he'd just make her cry in bed later to prove himself. Easy enough, right?

"Alright! Then let's go."

Seeing Ye Qiu agree, a sly glint flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes as she secretly rejoiced.

Ye Qiu played along just enough, putting on a worried look.

He reminded her:

"Just saying this upfront—that place looks expensive. Don't order too much, alright? I can't afford it."

"Hmph! Don't worry! This lady knows her limits. I won't eat you into poverty!"

Ning Rongrong patted her tiny chest.

Then, as if remembering something, she fumbled around her body—flat!

Her mood immediately turned sour. Face flushing red, she awkwardly lowered her little hand.

But in her mind, she had a clear plan:

She wouldn't eat Ye Qiu into poverty.

She'd eat him straight into bankruptcy!

She was dead set on it.

Halfway through the meal, she'd sneakily order the most expensive signature dishes to go—then vanish!

---

The sun dipped toward the west, its remaining rays slicing across the sky like blades.

Before long...

Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong arrived together at the entrance of the Soto Grand Hotel.

The upscale vibe was obvious.

Even the steps were made of seamless white marble—smooth and flawless—with sparkling gems embedded into the doorframe.

Four young hostesses stood at the entrance, a pleasing sight.

They looked about twenty years old, similar in height, with delicate features and graceful figures. Each wore a white floor-length gown adorned with fine silver threads, adding a hint of luxury. On their faces were polite, professional smiles.

"Welcome to Soto Grand Hotel!"

As the two entered, the hostesses greeted them sweetly in unison.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but glance sideways, quietly appreciating the view.

"Hmph! Lecher!"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly.

Ye Qiu's gaze slid down for a moment, then he raised an eyebrow at her.

"…"

Ning Rongrong clenched her teeth, chest tight with irritation, her face darkening.

This bastard!

Why did he always have to focus on that part of her?!

Even though she was pissed, she couldn't do anything right now and obediently followed him inside.

---

While Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong made their way to the private dining room, A Yin was off alone, still digesting the shock from the newfangled knowledge Ye Qiu had dumped on her.

In the pitch-black darkness…

A sharp, trembling breath broke the silence.

A Yin curled up in a corner, her delicate palm pressed gently to her chest.

Her red lips moved faintly, her cheeks flushed like spring blossoms, eyes full of shyness and lingering affection.

Those… concepts he told her wouldn't leave her mind.

Even now, her body still felt warm. Despite the utter darkness around her, she didn't feel cold—just agitated, embarrassed.

And in her mind, Ye Qiu's mischievous grin kept flashing back…

---

Meanwhile, Ye Qiu, following a young lady with Ning Rongrong in tow, walked down a long corridor.

Dragons and phoenixes were carved along the walls, along with bas-reliefs of various soul beasts. Every few steps stood a crystal-inlaid door, shimmering with flowing colors.

Each door was marked with a number and guarded by a female attendant.

Ye Qiu pretended to worry.

"Didn't think there'd be no public dining area here."

"Relax, relax. I told you—I won't make you spend too much," Ning Rongrong replied with a big smile.

"So I'm supposed to thank you then?"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

He wasn't worried about the cost of the private room—he was planning how to escape.

Guided by the staff, they soon arrived at a small private room with the number "6" on the door.

Ye Qiu felt it was fitting—after all, he was about to become the "Sixth Fool."

The interior was simple but elegant.

A warm-toned chandelier hung above the dining table, and a fine piece of aloeswood sat in the corner, adding a touch of classical charm.

As soon as they sat down…

Ning Rongrong snatched up the menu with a grin and asked sweetly, "Ye Qiu, since you're treating me, letting this lady order the dishes is fine, right?"

Ye Qiu replied indifferently:

"I'm here to apologize anyway. Go ahead and pick."

Though he said that, his eyes remained fixed on her with a trace of nervousness.

How much of that nervousness was real—

That was for the inexperienced little witch to judge.

Ning Rongrong kept her head down, eyes flicking up to gauge his reaction.

Seeing Ye Qiu's performance, she was quite satisfied.

With elegant fingers, she pointed at the menu, flipping through like a pro.

"This stir-fried seasonal veg… this pan-fried century-old pork… this glazed sweet-and-sour meat… and this clam abalone soup…"

She rattled off a list of dishes.

Then glanced up at Ye Qiu—seeing no major change in his expression, she decided not to push it further. She set the menu down and said to the attendant beside her:

"That'll be all. Please hurry."

"Yes, please wait a moment, honored guests."

The waitress bowed politely and left with small, quick steps.

---

"Didn't expect you to just order a few dishes."

Ye Qiu looked at Ning Rongrong with surprise.

He had thought she'd wave her hand and order one of everything on the menu.

Apparently, he had slightly underestimated her.

Only slightly.

"Hmph! I was just thinking of your poor wallet!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, but her mind was gleeful.

The prices here were insane. She wasn't worried about ordering too much—she was worried Ye Qiu would run if she did.

Her plan was simple: wait until midway, sneakily order more, and leave.

That would definitely bleed Ye Qiu dry—even his underwear wouldn't cover the cost!

Ye Qiu chuckled softly.

He didn't believe this little witch would let him off the hook that easily.

If he didn't act first, he'd definitely be the one in trouble.

---

He looked down at the tea set on the table: a transparent glass teapot, with several thumb-thick ginseng roots soaking inside.

Ye Qiu's black eyes moved slightly.

He picked up the pot and poured himself a cup.

Since he'd be leaving soon, might as well have a drink.

With a calm smile, Ye Qiu took a sip.

Slightly bitter, slightly sweet, the ginseng's herbal aroma spread through his mouth.

"Hey! Ye Qiu, how can you be so rude? Don't you have any manners?"

"Where's my tea?"

Ning Rongrong raised her pretty face and tapped her finger on the table with a haughty expression.

Far ruder than Ye Qiu, ironically.

But Ye Qiu thought—since he was about to scam her out of a big sum—he might as well be patient for now.

"Alright, alright. I'll pour you a cup."

"Hmph, good that you know your place."

Ning Rongrong swayed her jade-like feet, rested her cheek in her hand, and slowly sipped the ginseng tea.

Ye Qiu drank his tea…

And silently admired Ning Rongrong's lovely face.

---

Half a quarter-hour later, Ye Qiu had already downed several cups.

Yet his eyes never left Ning Rongrong for a second.

Her cheeks flushed red, body tense and uncomfortable.

Seeing Ye Qiu pour yet another cup of tea for himself—clearly ready to keep sipping and admiring—

Ning Rongrong finally couldn't take it anymore!

Smack!

Ning Rongrong slapped her palm on the table.

Her willow-like brows arched sharply, and her eyes flared with a mix of embarrassment and anger as she snapped,

"Ye Qiu! Why do you keep staring at this young lady?!"

"Haha… sorry about that. I just took a quiet moment and realized… you're actually quite pretty."

Ye Qiu let out a laugh and withdrew his gaze.

What he said wasn't false—Ning Rongrong's looks were undeniably top-tier.

"Hmph! As if I need you to tell me that. This young lady was born beautiful!"

Ning Rongrong gave him a sidelong glance, proud and smug—but the joy and satisfaction were evident. No woman disliked being complimented for her looks, and the little witch Ning Rongrong was no exception.

"Yes, yes, naturally beautiful indeed."

Ye Qiu nodded in agreement, then downed the rest of his tea and stood up.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't tell me you're trying to skip the bill?"

Seeing Ye Qiu stand, Ning Rongrong immediately perked up, eyeing him suspiciously.

Logically speaking, given Ye Qiu's outfit and demeanor…

He didn't look like someone who couldn't afford the meal she just ordered. Surely he hadn't been scared off that easily?

"What are you imagining?!"

"I invited you out to apologize. Of course I can afford this little meal!"

Ye Qiu looked at her, clearly annoyed at being underestimated.

"It's just that I was so focused on watching you earlier, I drank a little too much tea. Nature calls—you know the saying, 'man has three urgent needs.' I really need to go drain the excess water now."

"Pfft—haha!"

Ning Rongrong burst out laughing.

She didn't expect someone to describe going to the restroom in such a poetic and refined way. Her suspicion vanished as she gave Ye Qiu a playful glare.

"Hmph! Serves you right for staring. Hurry up and go!"

"Alrighty then."

Ye Qiu nodded, as if granted amnesty, turned around, and walked toward the door.

As he exited, he didn't forget to call back,

"Ning Rongrong, don't start eating when the food comes—wait for me to start first!"

"Got it! Now go!"

Ning Rongrong propped her chin with her hand, waving him off without much concern.

The unease in her heart had completely disappeared.

But just as Ye Qiu stepped out, his face couldn't help but curve into a smug smile. He glanced back at the room number, then gestured at the server near the door.

The two of them exchanged hushed words.

Just half a quarter of an hour later—

Ye Qiu walked out of the hotel, full of satisfaction.

Inside his soul guide device was a fully packed gourmet meal. Now all he needed was a place to enjoy it.

---

Inside Room Six.

As Ye Qiu exited the hotel, a server knocked on the door to start serving the dishes.

Knock knock!

"Come in."

Ning Rongrong, bored out of her mind, was kicking at the table leg. She looked toward the door expectantly—disappointed to find it wasn't Ye Qiu.

A young maid carried in a jade platter covered by a domed lid.

Under Ning Rongrong's confused gaze—

The lid was lifted, revealing a dish that looked just like a milky-white pudding, smooth and plump, shaped like an upside-down bowl. A single red goji berry sat perfectly on top.

The server placed a golden spoon at the edge of the plate and politely explained,

"Honored guest, this is the dessert you requested to be served first—papaya milk pudding."

"Papaya milk pudding? Did you bring the wrong order? I never ordered this."

Ning Rongrong stared at the dessert, a bad feeling rising in her chest—it felt like it was mocking her for some reason.

"No mistake. Your companion specially requested it for you before he left. He also asked me to pass on a message: Please eat more, so you can grow better. He can endure some hardship, but… but the child mustn't suffer."

At the end, even the server blushed and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Ning Rongrong's completely flat chest.

"That bastard! What nonsense is he spouting!"

"I have nothing to do with him—! I'm going to die from rage! How dare he take advantage of me like this! What the hell does his child being hungry have to do with me?!"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed red, and she slammed the table furiously, practically fuming.

Then she suddenly realized something and quickly asked:

"What did you say just now?!"

"Left?!"

"That bastard Ye Qiu already left?! Did he even pay?!"

"Nope~"

The server maintained her professional smile as she delivered the final blow like a dagger to the heart:

"Your companion packed a full meal and left. He said you'd be paying the bill."

Hearing this—

Ning Rongrong instantly realized she had been completely and utterly played.

Her modest chest rose and fell furiously—she was practically seething with rage.

She looked down at the papaya pudding, a dish clearly mocking her with the phrase "eat to grow." Her face turned crimson, and she bit her lip so hard it almost bled.

Her hands pounded the table as she lost her mind.

Smack!

"Ahhhh—!"

"That jerk! I'm going to kill him!"

"Get this stupid giant boob pudding out of my sight! I don't need to eat this kind of crap!"

"Certainly, miss. But may I kindly ask you to settle the bill first?"

"Ye Qiu!!!"

"You just wait!!!"

At that moment, Ye Qiu—searching for a place to stay—paused mid-step, as if he had just heard Ning Rongrong's angry curses in the wind.

He chuckled and shook his head, stepping into an inn.

---

Inside a fairly decent inn...

From one of the rooms came Ye Qiu's satisfied sigh after finishing his meal:

"Whew~ That hit the spot!"

Ye Qiu smacked his lips, poured himself another cup of leftover ginseng tea, and sipped it leisurely.

As for Ning Rongrong—he wasn't worried about her at all. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was filthy rich; a few expensive dishes wouldn't make a dent.

She could more than afford it.

He sipped his tea, then poured the rest into a Blue Silver Emperor potted plant beside him.

Afterward, he took out a special crystal he had intercepted earlier.

At first glance, the crystal was murky and full of yellowish flecks.

But if one looked closely—

It was densely packed with countless tiny golden threads.

These were the Dragon Hair Needles!

As Tang San had once said: This was top-tier among hair crystals—called "board crystal." And for it to be this size, it had likely existed for at least 100,000 years. Its rarity went without saying.

Buzz!

A strange wave of energy spread out.

Ye Qiu's hands became enveloped in his martial spirit.

He activated the Purple Demon Eye.

Targeting the weakest spot in the crystal, he threw it into the air.

Boom!

Ye Qiu's hands transformed into iron meteor hammers, smashing together midair and pulverizing the crystal instantly.

An astonishing sight followed.

Countless golden particles burst forth from within the board crystal—

They scattered all around the room, blanketing it in a golden glow.

The dazzling brilliance made it feel like the whole room had been draped in gold.

Ting! Clang! Clink!

The soft chiming sounds of the needles echoed as they bounced off the walls, the doors, the windows—and even Ye Qiu himself.

The crystal shattered into fine powder.

The golden glow that had filled the air slowly drifted down, layering the floor with a dusting of gold particles.

Each of those particles was perfectly uniform in size—about as big as a sesame seed. They were smooth, round, and shimmered with a soft golden light.

A flicker of light gleamed in Ye Qiu's eyes.

Using his Purple Demon Eye, he carefully gathered every single golden particle.

Holding a handful of what looked like fine gold sand—Dragon Hair Needles—Ye Qiu couldn't help but grow interested.

He left one particle in his palm.

Eyeing the blanket on the bed, Ye Qiu flicked his finger. That tiny particle, infused with soul power, instantly transformed into a slender golden thread and shot into the quilt.

"…"

A black crow of awkwardness seemed to fly above Ye Qiu's head.

Staring at the completely still blanket, he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Why didn't it work the way he expected?

He vaguely remembered that in the original story, when Tang San used the Dragon Hair Needle on a blanket, it caused the whole thing to twist and curl. Shouldn't the same thing happen here?

If it weren't for the fact that he still had the Purple Demon Eye activated, Ye Qiu would've doubted whether he'd hit the mark at all.

With a sigh, he lay on the bed and searched for a while before finally retrieving the Dragon Hair Needle from within the fabric.

"Damn it…"

Looking at the tiny needle in his hand, Ye Qiu pursed his lips helplessly. Seemed like he'd gotten a little too caught up in the drama—thinking everything would go just like the novel.

Dragon Hair Needles…

They could create swelling if shot into flesh, sure.

But to expect such a tiny needle to lift a whole blanket? That was wishful thinking. Especially when the inside was soft cotton.

Even so, Ye Qiu didn't underestimate the needle.

After all, this was ranked eighth among all hidden weapons.

He gave it another go—patiently tinkering and testing its effective range.

After some experiments, he stored the Dragon Hair Needles away.

Given his current soul power, the effective range was around five meters. Beyond that, the needles would retract due to lack of energy.

Looking at the nearby Blue Silver Emperor plant, which remained still...

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow. He reached out and grabbed a leaf. A faint black mist spread along the surface.

"Ah Yin, want to train together tonight?"

"…No!"

After a long silence, Ah Yin's voice finally responded—still tinged with indignation and shyness.

"Alright then."

Ye Qiu chuckled softly, not bothering to hide the teasing in his tone. It amused him that Ah Yin feared being bullied by him. Such a pity… there was still so much knowledge he hadn't shared with her.

The connection between them remained open.

All of Ye Qiu's thoughts flowed straight into Ah Yin's mind.

She could only grit her teeth.

She couldn't do anything about Ye Qiu's possessive desires toward her—and all her embarrassment and anger were completely perceived by him.

At the same time…

Ye Qiu's recent memories flowed into Ah Yin's consciousness as well.

Suddenly, Ah Yin felt a little sorry for Ning Rongrong.

Trying to pull a fast one and ending up with nothing in return.

She finally understood why Ye Qiu had gone out of his way to buy that strange crystal.

---

Time passed quickly.

Since Ah Yin didn't want to cultivate, Ye Qiu took the opportunity to give himself a short break. After a quick wash, he dove into bed—

Planning to sleep in and wake up naturally.

---

The Next Day

By midday, the sun blazed overhead like fire.

The western gate of Soto City bustled with a steady stream of pedestrians.

Near the city gate, a boy and a girl walked side by side.

The boy had a head of black hair and stood nearly 1.7 meters tall, dressed in a pale blue tunic. Around his waist was a belt adorned with twenty-four gemstones.

Who else could it be but Tang San?

Seeing the sturdy, ancient walls ahead, Tang San turned and smiled gently at the pink-clad girl beside him.

"Xiao Wu, that's Soto City just ahead."

Xiao Wu was holding a large lotus leaf, using it to shield herself from the scorching sun.

Her cute pink rabbit ears on top of her head swayed gently.

Her delicate face was full of excitement.

The lotus leaf had already wilted into a dark color. Normally, Ye Qiu would be the one using his Martial Spirit to shade her from the sun.

Looking down at the pink ring on her ring finger, Xiao Wu's crescent-shaped brows curved into a delighted smile.

Her pink clothes hugged her now-developing body. Beneath her small waist, her long and slender legs extended gracefully, making her appear tall and lithe.

Compared to Tang San beside her, she was at least half a head taller. Standing next to her made Tang San look rather plain—ordinary, even stubby.

Hearing Tang San's voice—

Xiao Wu lifted her gaze toward the city walls and nodded with a smile.

"Mm, I see it."

Looking at Xiao Wu's beaming face—

Tang San, who had always been indifferent toward women, felt a slight stir in his heart.

Unfortunately, he knew…

That smile did not belong to him.

"Xiao San, hurry up and follow me!"

Xiao Wu tossed aside the lotus leaf and skipped cheerfully toward the city. She just wanted to see Ye Qiu as soon as possible.

Whoever wanted the lotus leaf could have it—it wasn't her concern.

"Oh, coming."

Watching her joyful back, Tang San couldn't help smiling… though there was a faint bitterness behind it.

He kept reminding himself:

She's just my little sister.

Xiao Wu bounded into the city. But after only a few steps, she paused, momentarily dazed.

Compared to Notting City, Soto City was indeed much bigger. The tall buildings were overwhelming to the eyes.

Looking at the crowds bustling around her—

Though it was lively, without Ye Qiu by her side, Xiao Wu didn't feel like playing at all.

Her rabbit ears drooped.

She pouted and muttered,

"Why is this place so huge?! When will Big Sister Xiao Wu find Ye Qiu…"

Her dejected expression—

Made Tang San smile wryly.

No matter how long Ye Qiu had been gone, Xiao Wu's thoughts remained fixed on him.

And her longing for Ye Qiu only seemed to grow stronger over time.

In his heart, Tang San's jealousy grew by the day.

But he quickly calmed his emotions and softly reassured her:

"Xiao Wu, don't worry. Ye Qiu will be going to Shrek Academy too. We'll definitely meet him there."

Then he offered a suggestion:

"How about we find a place to stay first? After that, we can go out for a walk—maybe we'll even bump into Ye Qiu."

Xiao Wu blinked her pink eyes twice and looked around.

Though unwilling, she nodded.

"Alright."

"Great, let's find an inn then."

Tang San smiled faintly.

Xiao Wu wanted to find Ye Qiu.

And he… just wanted to spend time walking with Xiao Wu.

There was no conflict.

After reaching an agreement—

The two of them started wandering through Soto City.

Soon, Tang San's gaze landed on a three-story red building.

The entire exterior was pinkish-red.

He figured Xiao Wu would definitely like this place.

Pointing toward it, he said:

"Xiao Wu, how about we ask over there?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Wu glanced toward the red building in the distance.

Just based on the color, it matched her preferences. It looked nice, too.

Without much thought, she nodded.

"Sure."

"Then let's go."

Tang San smiled and took the lead toward the inn.

Xiao Wu followed behind, keeping a bit of distance.

Just as they walked into the entrance—

A blond man could be seen not far away, slowly approaching while holding a pair of twin sisters in his arms.

Just as Xiao Wu and Tang San entered the city and were looking for a place to stay...

Ye Qiu had also just opened his eyes not long ago.

He was preparing to head out to find something to eat—and maybe run into Xiao Wu or other key characters.

He brought Ah Yin along.

After casually picking a small eatery and satisfying his hunger...

Ye Qiu began to wander the streets.

Without Ah Yin nagging in his ear, he actually felt a bit unaccustomed to the silence.

Tomorrow would be the registration day for Shrek Academy.

According to the original storyline, Tang San and Dai Mubai were supposed to have a confrontation at the Rose Hotel.

Ye Qiu figured—

Even with his interference in the plot, Xiao Wu's heart and eyes were completely on him.

That silly bunny would likely still walk into the same situation.

After all, Xiao Wu had only been human for a little over ten years—she wasn't familiar with this sort of environment.

Still, Ye Qiu wasn't really worried about her.

Xiao Wu was now a Soul Sect, possessing Teleportation and especially Invincible Golden Body as soul skills.

If Dai Mubai dared to act indecently, he'd definitely get beaten up.

With that in mind—

Ye Qiu changed direction and began heading toward the Rose Hotel.

If luck was on his side, he might just witness Dai Mubai getting his butt handed to him.

---

Rose Hotel

The moment Xiao Wu stepped inside, she sensed something was off.

With Tang San by her side...

The ambiance of the hotel—especially the suggestive look in the receptionist's eyes—made Xiao Wu feel extremely uncomfortable.

She felt like this was the kind of place that Ye Qiu should've brought her to, not Tang San.

Upon learning there was only one room left, she decisively chose to leave.

She hadn't forgotten a single word of what Ye Qiu told her.

Even without his warnings, she would never share a room with another man.

Tang San had no choice.

Of course, he didn't dare to say much—he could only quietly follow after her.

But—

Just as Xiao Wu and Tang San were about to leave the hotel, they were blocked at the door.

A blond, heterochromatic-eyed teenager, around fifteen or sixteen, stood there. He wore a tight platinum-colored outfit, with long golden hair flowing down to his waist. His eyes were two different colors.

He was holding a pair of twin sisters, one in each arm.

Those twin sisters were about eighteen or nineteen, heavily made up, curvy—but with a cheap and vulgar air.

Dai Mubai took in the scene of Xiao Wu and Tang San trying to leave. When he saw Xiao Wu's face, he tilted his mouth into a smirk, letting out a few sleazy chuckles. His behavior was full of arrogance and flirtation.

Laughing, he called out to Tang San:

"Hahaha... Little brother, letting such premium goods go just like that—what a waste, don't you think?"

Tang San frowned, about to speak up and explain.

But Xiao Wu didn't have the patience for nonsense.

All she could think about now was—

What if Ye Qiu saw her coming out of a place like this?! Would he misunderstand her?!

The way Dai Mubai stared at her made her feel disgusted.

Her eyes filled with disdain.

She coldly snapped:

"Who the hell are you?! Get lost, now—Xiao Wu-jie doesn't have time for creeps like you!"

"Haha…"

Dai Mubai was momentarily stunned—then laughed even harder.

His hands began to move more, and the twins in his arms swayed their bodies seductively, lifting their chests shamelessly.

A glint of lust and mockery flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

"Didn't expect a feisty little pepper, huh? Seems like I got lucky today. How about it, babe—wanna…"

"A good dog doesn't block the road! Get lost before I beat the crap out of you!"

Xiao Wu interrupted with another cold shout, frowning.

She was already annoyed from walking into a place like this, and now this sleazebag dared to look at her like that?

"Premium goods"?! Xiao Wu-jie is nobody's property!

And even if she were...

She would only ever be Ye Qiu's personal treasure—something to be held like fine porcelain.

Tang San witnessed the entire scene.

He could tell that Dai Mubai wasn't an ordinary person and wanted to warn Xiao Wu to stay calm—but he also knew she wouldn't listen to him.

All he could do was watch quietly.

Besides, the other guy was also quite young.

With Xiao Wu being a Soul Sect, there shouldn't be any issue.

"Pfft—hahaha!"

Tang San knew Xiao Wu's strength. But the others didn't.

As soon as Xiao Wu spoke—

The twin sisters burst into laughter, as if they'd heard a joke.

Dai Mubai might have been all bark and no bite, but he was generous with his spending. So the twins were happy to fake a little affection for money.

Maybe Dai Mubai was lacking in skill and patience...

But he was undoubtedly a genius soul master.

That alone was enough for the twins to flirt and cling to him.

They gave Xiao Wu a scornful glance.

Then continued shaking their hips and teasing Dai Mubai, eyes brimming with flirtatious intent, laughter never ceasing.

Hearing Xiao Wu's sharp words—

Dai Mubai's smile turned cold.

He had a bad temper, was naturally combative, and easily angered. Even when dealing with women, he didn't hold back!

Staring at Xiao Wu, he sneered:

"You really are a little wildcat, huh? No fear at all. You actually want to fight me? Fine, I'll humor you! If you win, I'll step aside. But if you lose—you'll pay for that mouth of yours."

As he spoke, he gave Xiao Wu another scan.

His eyes filled with lewd intent.

If she lost, what would happen was obvious.

The twin sisters gave Dai Mubai dreamy, affectionate looks. They released his arms and swayed off to the side, giving the two room to fight.

"Fight? Bring it on. You think I'm afraid of you?"

Having been the queen bee at Notting Academy for years...

Unless it was to avoid upsetting Ye Qiu, Xiao Wu was never afraid of anything.

She immediately resolved to teach this Dai Mubai a lesson.

Just as she was about to attack—

Tang San suddenly stepped forward, narrowing his eyes in caution.

It was the damned male instinct to protect kicking in.

Tang San felt that this was his moment to shine.

"Xiao Wu, how about I take care of this?"

"No need. Xiao Wu-jie wants to do this herself. You stay out of it."

Xiao Wu waved him off.

When it came to fighting, why would she let anyone else do it?

She had been bored to death for the past two months without Ye Qiu—and now, after all that frustration, she was ready to explode.

This was the perfect time to vent!

"Heh… no need to argue. Both of you can come at once—I can handle it."

Dai Mubai sneered, waving them over. His eyes were full of disdain, his fighting spirit lazy but cocky.

"Hmm?"

Tang San gave Dai Mubai a strange look—his gaze filled with pity.

"Hmph! Big talker. If I don't beat you so bad you're picking your teeth off the ground, I'm not Xiao Wu-jie!"

Xiao Wu snorted and planted her hands on her hips, standing confidently across from Dai Mubai.

She was full of confidence for this battle.

"Young Master Dai—please, go easy! Please!"

At that moment, the hotel manager finally rushed over, face full of panic.

Begging,

"Young Master Dai, for my sake—please let this go. My little hotel can't handle this kind of destruction! Peace is priceless, after all!"

"Cut the crap. Bill it all to me!"

Dai Mubai shoved the manager aside.

He was looking forward to enjoying himself after the fight—there was no way he was going to let this go so easily.

"White Tiger Possession!"

Dai Mubai shouted coldly, and two yellow and one purple soul rings immediately rose around him.

A soft milky-white glow flashed across his body.

His bones cracked and popped as his muscles bulged, stretching his clothes to the limit. White fur appeared faintly on his skin, and every muscle line became pronounced and powerful.

Sharp claws extended from his fingers, his hair turned black and white, and a 王 (king) character appeared on his forehead. His face was filled with arrogance as he proudly declared:

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger. Rank 37 Battle Soul Elder!"

Tang San's expression turned serious. He hadn't expected someone that young to have such a high cultivation level.

By any standard, that was a genius.

Unfortunately, any genius paled in comparison to the person standing before him now—

Even their teacher once said:

Xiao Wu broke the record for becoming a Soul Sect!

She was the youngest Soul Sect ever recorded across the continent!

---

"Pfft! So it's just a little tiger?"

Seeing Dai Mubai's martial soul and rings, Xiao Wu snorted in disdain. Her eyes were full of scorn as she raised her tiny fists.

"Just wait—I'll beat you into a sick kitty!"

"Oh? I hope your skills are as sharp as your tongue."

Dai Mubai gave her a strange look, assuming she was just bluffing.

"Then come and find out."

Xiao Wu extended her hand and beckoned with her finger provocatively.

"Come on, sick kitty—let's see if you can play with big sis Xiao Wu!"

At the same time—

The rabbit ears on Xiao Wu's head twitched slightly, and a fluffy white tail emerged from her lower back.

Her body grew taller and her curves more graceful, her movements smoother and more feline.

As her soul rings rose slowly beneath her feet, Dai Mubai's scornful face began to shift into one of seriousness.

By the time the fourth ring appeared—

Dai Mubai's eyes were wide with utter shock!

His mismatched pupils dilated, staring as if he'd seen a ghost. He locked his gaze on the four soul rings at Xiao Wu's feet, filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! No way in hell!"

"How old are you?! And you're already a Soul Sect?! Are you kidding me?!"

"Hmph! Scared now? Too late."

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, paying no mind to Dai Mubai's shock. She stomped hard on the floor and launched herself toward him.

"Scared? I've never feared anyone in my life!"

Dai Mubai's face darkened. Though his heart wavered, he knew he had no way to walk away now.

So he had no choice but to go all in—even if he lost, he wouldn't go down without a fight!

Even against a Soul Sect—

He, Dai Mubai, still had a chance to win!

Watching Xiao Wu charge at him, Dai Mubai took a deep breath and roared with all his strength:

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"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Haaah—!"

As the third soul ring beneath him flashed brightly—

His body expanded even further. His clothes burst apart, becoming shredded rags. Black and white stripes appeared on his skin.

He now looked nearly indistinguishable from a real tiger, lacking only the full fur.

His tiger-like hands expanded again, sharp claws gleaming coldly.

Dai Mubai's strange eyes locked tightly on Xiao Wu.

No unnecessary words.

This third skill doubled his resistance, attack, defense, and strength, lasting for half an hour.

Dai Mubai understood clearly:

In front of a Soul Sect, there was no time for testing the waters.

He had to go all out from the start.

Maybe he could catch her off guard and end the fight quickly!

---

Crack!

The ground under Dai Mubai's feet shattered as he rooted himself down.

Tang San felt as if Dai Mubai had turned into a feral tiger—

Even the air around him grew violent and fierce.

---

"Quit your posturing, sick kitty! Big sis Xiao Wu is about to beat you senseless!"

Whoosh!

Her first soul ring flashed.

Xiao Wu leapt through the air. Using her flexible waist, she twisted into a whip-like kick aimed straight for Dai Mubai's temple.

Dai Mubai coldly smiled and crossed his arms to block.

But Xiao Wu suddenly changed her move mid-air—

Her strong, elegant leg smashed downward, aiming to teach him a lesson.

But Dai Mubai didn't react.

As Xiao Wu closed in above him—

He suddenly uncrossed his arms, lifted his head—

A milky-white light ball formed in his mouth. At the same time, his second soul ring flashed.

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Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Light Wave!

Dai Mubai moved lightning-fast. Before anyone could react—

There was a faint sound of a tiger's roar.

His chest caved inward, and—

Boom!

A beam of white energy erupted from his mouth and shot toward Xiao Wu in mid-air.

He was not going to lose to a girl—his pride wouldn't allow it!

He had faked defense to lure her in and exploit her opening.

Xiao Wu was airborne, just a few feet away. Dai Mubai was confident—

There's no way she could dodge the White Tiger Light Wave!

---

The twin sisters nearby had already covered their eyes, afraid to witness what they assumed would be a brutal outcome.

BOOM!

A massive bang.

The rose-pink ceiling overhead was blasted into a crater, with cracks radiating outward. Dust and fragments rained down.

---

"What?! Where is she?!"

Dai Mubai's pupils widened in disbelief.

He was sure this close-range blast should have landed—how did she dodge it?!

Before he could stay stunned for long—

He suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head.

He quickly channeled soul power—

His first soul ring flashed!

---

Tang San couldn't help but smile.

Seeing Xiao Wu appear behind Dai Mubai, he knew:

In that split second—

Xiao Wu had used her third soul skill: Teleportation.

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Whoosh!

Xiao Wu's eyes were icy cold. Her long leg cracked like a whip toward the back of Dai Mubai's skull.

---

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Barrier!"

Dai Mubai shouted, and a white shield enveloped him.

Xiao Wu's kick only caused his body to wobble slightly.

---

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Light Wave!"

"ROAR—!"

Barely having recovered, Dai Mubai spun around and unleashed another blinding white beam.

Xiao Wu frowned.

Her third soul ring flashed again, and she vanished before his eyes.

---

BOOM!

The beam slammed into the hotel's front beam, causing another explosion.

---

"So fast!"

Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with surprise. He focused hard, trying to locate Xiao Wu's movements.

---

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Xiao Wu's body kept flickering, vanishing and reappearing.

Dai Mubai grew more nervous, standing in place and shaking his head, trying to track her.

---

Whoosh!

"You're dead meat!"

Suddenly, Xiao Wu appeared right in front of him.

Dai Mubai roared:

"Second Soul Skill—uh!"

Just as he was about to use the Light Wave again, his vision turned pink and his head went foggy—

---

Second Soul Skill: Charm!

This skill caused temporary stun and confusion!

Xiao Wu's second soul ring dimmed, and the first one flashed immediately.

---

"Pffft!"

A powerful leg sweep smashed into Dai Mubai's left cheek!

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Dai Mubai stumbled, about to collapse.

---

"First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!"

As Xiao Wu called out—

Her long braid snapped like a whip, flinging Dai Mubai high into the air.

Not good!

Dai Mubai had just shaken off the dizziness.

Feeling the sharp pain on his face and the weightlessness of being airborne, he tried to stabilize his body—but there was nothing to grab onto.

His evil eyes darted around, but Xiao Wu was nowhere in sight.

Left with no choice, he clenched his teeth and activated his first soul skill—White Tiger Body Barrier!

---

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Using Teleportation and Waist Bow, Xiao Wu launched a fierce combo, treating Dai Mubai like a ball in midair—kicking him around repeatedly.

Even with the white protective barrier, Dai Mubai's internal organs were jolted, and his breathing became labored.

Watching the scene unfold—

The twin sisters had their mouths wide open, unable to make a sound.

They never imagined—

That Dai Mubai's real strength, just like his bedroom boasting, was all show, no substance.

All bark and no bite.

---

Crack!

The White Tiger Body Barrier shattered with a sound.

"Pfft!"

Dai Mubai's face filled with panic. He coughed up blood, his body stamped with multiple shoeprints.

Xiao Wu had finally had her fun.

She let out a crisp shout and prepared her finishing move.

"Good dogs don't block the road—get lost!"

---

BANG!

Amid Dai Mubai's scream, his brawny body flew out of the Rose Hotel like a ragged sack, crashing hard onto the street outside.

---

Meanwhile—

Ye Qiu had been walking for about fifteen minutes.

The three-story pink building, shaped like a blooming rose, finally came into view.

The street was wide.

Ye Qiu stepped forward to cross.

Using thermal vision, he could already sense the soul power fluctuations inside.

Just as he reached the middle of the road—

He sharply sensed a slender black figure about to brush past him.

Activating his Purple Demon Eye, he zoomed in—

Immediately drawn to her impressive figure.

He couldn't see her toes beneath her, her expression was cold, and she had the cultivation of a Grand Soul Master.

She was wearing leather pants and had cat ear accessories.

In Ye Qiu's eyes—

This woman's identity was as obvious as her figure.

---

Nether Shadow Milk Cat — Zhu Zhuqing!

Ye Qiu hesitated.

He was just thinking about whether to bump into that glorious silhouette and maybe build a little rapport…

When suddenly—

A miserable scream pierced the air, drawing everyone's attention on the street.

---

A figure was thrown out of the hotel, soaring through the air and slamming into the ground with a dull thud—incredibly disheveled.

Then—

A very familiar pink silhouette appeared at the hotel entrance.

One hand on her waist—

Her large crimson eyes were filled with mockery as she looked down at the furious Dai Mubai crawling up from the ground.

With arrogance, she declared:

"Well? Still think you can block people and talk nonsense, sick kitty?"

"No, wait—now you're more like a stray kitty lying in the street with no one picking you up! Hahaha!"

---

Dai Mubai's martial soul possession had collapsed.

His clothes were in tatters, bruises and shoeprints covered his body, and his once flowing golden hair was a mess—

He looked exactly like a stray cat.

Crouching, he barely stood upright.

Hearing Xiao Wu's sharp laughter and feeling the crowd's pointing and whispering—

Dai Mubai's eyes turned savage.

Clenching his fists tightly—this was the biggest loss he had suffered since arriving in Soto City.

But now that the opponent was stronger and he was weaker, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

Gritting his teeth, he said:

"This time… I, Dai Mubai, admit defeat!"

---

Beside Ye Qiu, the black-clothed girl's pupils contracted.

She stared straight at Dai Mubai, her expression conflicted.

She never imagined she'd see this man again like this.

---

Ye Qiu was close enough to the Rose Hotel that, even with Dai Mubai's lowered voice, he heard him clearly.

He also expected Zhu Zhuqing's reaction.

---

"Haha, I told you—good dogs don't block the road. Now you really look like a mangy dog with no home."

Xiao Wu giggled as she mocked, feeling totally satisfied.

She had just enjoyed beating up that "sandbag"—solid and relaxing.

---

"You! Cough cough..."

Dai Mubai glared at Xiao Wu. The rage overwhelmed him and triggered another bloody cough.

Being kicked around like that had rattled his internal organs—

At least three ribs were broken, which was why he couldn't even stand up straight.

Even so—

Dai Mubai still tried to throw out some tough words.

---

"Don't get cocky! The river flows long—we'll meet again!"

"I will get back at you someday!"

With a hateful glare at Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai's face was twisted with resentment.

He knew he couldn't stay here anymore.

He was a prideful man—

But the watchful eyes of the crowd stabbed into his pride like knives.

Leaving behind one last threat—

Dai Mubai limped away.

---

To make things worse—

The hotel manager chased after him, not wanting to suffer any more losses.

"Young Master Dai, are you alright? We—"

"Get lost!"

Dai Mubai threw down a pouch of gold soul coins, pushing away the approaching twin sisters.

Seeing the twins—

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes grew colder, her face even more frosty.

---

Dai Mubai had only taken a few steps—

When he seemed to sense something, turned around—

But only caught sight of a graceful figure's back.

Dai Mubai frowned.

In his current state, he couldn't afford to stay and deal with that emotion.

Suppressing the flutter in his heart, he quickly left.

---

"Tch! Like big sis Xiao Wu would be scared of you!"

Xiao Wu pouted disdainfully at Dai Mubai's retreating back and deactivated her martial soul.

She turned to Tang San and said:

"Little San, let's go and find a new place."

"Ah, alright."

Tang San's eyes subtly swept toward Ye Qiu's direction—he had noticed Ye Qiu, but said nothing and quickly followed Xiao Wu.

---

Watching the arrogant little bunny walk away, Ye Qiu chuckled.

He temporarily gave up the idea of bumping into Zhu Zhuqing.

Just as he passed by her and was about to call out to Xiao Wu—

---

A loud, furious voice halted Ye Qiu's steps.

"Ye Qiu——!"

The crisp two-syllable name echoed down the entire street.

---

Xiao Wu froze, body trembling slightly. She immediately turned around, locking her eyes on a figure she had been thinking about day and night.

Her crimson eyes overflowed with joy.

But following that joyful cry—

Came a burst of shouting.

---

"You bastard! How dare you lie to me!"

"We're not done, you and I!"

As the voice grew louder and louder—

Ye Qiu turned his head.

And saw a blue-robed figure charging toward him.

Her delicate, beautiful face was flushed with anger.

Her blue eyes glinted sharply, and her stride was fierce and fast.

It was none other than—

Miss Ning Rongrong, who had been played like a fiddle by Ye Qiu.

---

Since getting tricked by him the day before—

Ning Rongrong had been running nonstop across the city, other than to eat or sleep—

All just to find Ye Qiu and get her revenge.

---

She, Ning Rongrong, had never been humiliated or toyed with like this before in her life!

---

"Ahhh—Ye Qiu!!"

Ning Rongrong screeched and lunged at Ye Qiu like a madwoman, claws bared—

Clearly about to bite or scratch him.

---

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu stepped aside gracefully, dodging with ease.

With hands behind his back, he looked composed and relaxed, a smirk tugging at his lips as he greeted her playfully:

"Yo! If it isn't Miss Ning. What a coincidence~"

Seeing Ye Qiu's smiling face,

Ning Rongrong's delicate fists clenched—she wished she could smash his smug face to pieces.

In a fury, she cursed:

"You bastard! Coincidence my ass!"

"Still daring to dodge? Still laughing?! I'm telling you—you're done!"

"This lady won't let you off!"

This sudden scene made Zhu Zhuqing pause again.

She glanced over at Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong, then prepared to leave again.

---

"Ye Qiu~!"

But then—

Another voice calling "Ye Qiu!" rang out in her ears.

The difference was—

This voice was clear, filled with joy and excitement, and also felt a bit familiar.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned and turned to look again.

It turned out to be the pink-clothed girl who had just humiliated Dai Mubai, now cheerfully leaping into Ye Qiu's arms.

She was fast—so fast that Zhu Zhuqing's eyes couldn't help but show seriousness.

---

"Ye Qiu!"

Ye Qiu once again dodged Ning Rongrong's swipes—

Then opened his arms and caught Xiao Wu, who had been separated from him for a long time.

---

"Ye Qiu~"

Xiao Wu clung to Ye Qiu like an octopus, her slender, soft legs wrapped tightly around him, pouring out all her longing.

"Ye Qiu, Sis Xiao Wu really, really missed you…"

Hugging Ye Qiu's neck tightly,

Her tender rosy face rubbed against Ye Qiu's cheeks nonstop.

---

"Mm. I missed you quite a bit too."

Ye Qiu gently stroked her waist, lifting her comfortably in his arms, eyes half-closed—

Enjoying the soft warmth and silky texture brushing against his face. It felt great.

---

"Really?"

Xiao Wu's face lit up with joy.

"Of course it's true."

Ye Qiu responded with a gentle smile and sincere tone.

Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed, her crimson eyes shimmering, staring at Ye Qiu with deep affection.

---

Watching the scene before her—

Ning Rongrong was curious but didn't have time to think too much.

Seizing the chance, she grabbed Ye Qiu's hand that was wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist—feeling triumphant:

"Hmph! Ye Qiu! This lady's got you now! I'm telling you—you're dead meat!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong baring her teeth like that,

Ye Qiu reminded her with a chuckle:

"Ning Rongrong, I advise you to be kind."

---

"Kind? In your dreams! Watch me bite you to death!"

And with that—

Ning Rongrong raised Ye Qiu's hand and bit down!

---

Ye Qiu didn't mind being bitten…

But the spot she bit and the force were not to his liking.

Suddenly, his arm was coated in iron armor.

---

Crack!

"Ah! So hard~!"

Ning Rongrong yelped in pain the moment her teeth hit metal.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Wuu~"

She quickly let go, clutching her mouth, her teary blue eyes glaring at Ye Qiu like an abandoned little wife.

Her teary eyes and pitiful expression could melt hearts.

---

"Haha… Ning Rongrong, I did warn you."

"Big brother here is tough—you can't bite through me."

Seeing her tear-streaked face, Ye Qiu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

---

"You bastard, still laughing?! What's so great about being hard?!"

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her speech slightly slurred from pain.

---

"Ye Qiu~ who is she? Why is she biting you?"

Still wrapped around Ye Qiu, Xiao Wu finally let herself down but remained clinging to him.

Her gaze toward Ning Rongrong was alert and wary.

---

"Her?"

"Just a spoiled rich girl. Ignore her."

"Have you eaten yet? I'll take you to get something."

Ye Qiu waved dismissively, barely sparing a glance at Ning Rongrong, instead wrapping his arm around Xiao Wu to lead her away.

---

Food?!

The moment she heard that, Ning Rongrong exploded.

"Ye Qiu!"

"You dare scam me and now think you can go eat?! Not happening!"

She stomped her feet twice, reaching forward to grab Ye Qiu.

---

Xiao Wu quickly shifted, blocking in front of Ye Qiu.

Her back pressed firmly against his chest, glaring warily at Ning Rongrong.

---

"Back off! Don't touch my Ye Qiu!"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes, unable to help laughing.

He didn't expect this silly rabbit to be so possessive.

---

"Your Ye Qiu?!"

Ning Rongrong froze.

Looking at the graceful Xiao Wu, a flicker of fear appeared in her eyes.

She had seen how Xiao Wu threw Dai Mubai out like trash, and knew she was no match.

But seeing Ye Qiu's smiling face, her heart still burned with jealousy.

---

Looking at their intimate closeness, Ning Rongrong's clever blue eyes spun—

A plan forming instantly.

Tears welled up even more as she wiped her eyes.

Putting on a delicate act, she began her emotional performance, sobbing:

---

"Ye Qiu, you two-timing scumbag…"

---

What?!

A cheating scumbag?!

The moment Ning Rongrong said that, everyone nearby perked up—

Ready for some juicy drama.

---

No one could resist that kind of gossip.

Even Zhu Zhuqing stopped in her tracks, eyes wide in surprise as she looked at Ye Qiu.

She didn't think Ning Rongrong was lying.

After all—

What kind of girl would joke about her own chastity?

Not to mention—

Ning Rongrong showed up shouting that Ye Qiu had deceived her.

And now it turned out he played with her emotions?

---

Immediately—

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze toward Ye Qiu took on a hint of disgust.

---

Ye Qiu's brow twitched.

When did I ever deceive Ning Rongrong's feelings?!

Even if he had the idea, he hadn't even made a move yet!

---

Off in the distance, Tang San's eyes flickered with a touch of admiration.

He didn't expect Ye Qiu to be such a master at charming girls.

---

Xiao Wu's mouth fell open in surprise.

She looked at Ning Rongrong, doubtful and confused.

With that face and figure—

She definitely was Ye Qiu's type…

---

But Ye Qiu ignored the judging stares, sneered, and said coldly:

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"Ning Rongrong, don't talk nonsense."

"You're not a child anymore. Be responsible for what you say."

---

Seeing Ye Qiu's nonchalant expression, Ning Rongrong got angrier—

She cried out louder, escalating her act:

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"I'm not talking nonsense!"

---

And with that—

Tears flowed harder, ready to spill over.

Sniffling, she clutched her clothes.

---

Then, to add more color to the story—

She recalled Ye Qiu criticizing her egg cooking the day before.

Humiliation and rage rose in her chest.

Her fair face turned bright red, head lowered in embarrassment.

In a timid voice, she sobbed:

---

"You clearly tricked me into a hotel yesterday…"

"After it was all over, you left me a complete mess… and then snuck away!"

---

After saying that—

She crossed her arms over her chest, like she was recalling a night of utter ravaging.

Looking up, her tear-soaked face, red eyes, and gaze toward Ye Qiu was filled with both love and hate.

Her acting was masterful.

---

"Huh??"

A few black lines popped up on Ye Qiu's forehead.

Is Ning Rongrong seriously crying right now?!

This performance is way too over-the-top!

---

Ning Rongrong glared hatefully at Ye Qiu.

Then turned her gaze to Xiao Wu, gritting her teeth:

---

"So you already had a woman… and still used me for fun?!"