Chapter 101 Protective Husband-Crazy Demon Xiaowu_1

"Tang San, what are you talking about? Did Xu Ran ask you guys to keep watch here?" Xiaowu's mood worsened at the sight of Tang San, and now with Tang San slandering Xu Ran, it made her impression of him even worse. In her heart, Tang San was nothing but a shameless scoundrel.

She had been uncertain whether Tang San was truly shameless, but now she was completely sure.

It must have been Tang San stalking them that brought him to Shrek Academy. Otherwise, how could he have found this place? The world is full of advanced Soul Master academies, yet he didn't go to any of them and specifically chose the remote Shrek Academy. Tang San must have been tracking her and Xu Ran's whereabouts these last few days.

No sooner had he discovered that Xu Ran and she were at Shrek Academy than he had hurried over, proving how sneaky Tang San really was.

But now, she wasn't the naive and overly sweet girl she had been before. After all, she had once been a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. Even if naive, having been deceived by Tang San once, she wouldn't be deceived a second time.

She was a hundred-thousand-year rabbit, not a hundred-thousand-year pig. How could she fall for Tang San's tricks again?

"Xiaowu, I don't want to argue with you," Tang San said, glancing at Xiaowu and feeling some heartache.

Xiaowu was now much more beautiful than before. He had not understood much in the past, nor did he know what to buy for Xiaowu or how to dress her up. Now in the hands of Xu Ran, with her pink dress and white socks, she looked even more charming and womanly than before.

But the more beautiful Xiaowu became, the more his heart ached and the more he hated Xu Ran.

That damned Xu Ran, it was already outrageous for him to have taken Xiaowu away, but to dare find other women while out. And now, to be flirting with another girl in front of Xiaowu, that was unbearable.

"Hmph, I insist on speaking my mind," she retorted.

"Did you and Grandmaster get Xu Ran's permission to come see his poems? You just read them? Even if you had the nerve to do that, it would be bad enough, but with your slow wit, your 'Cultivation Level' has gone backwards, and now you have the gall to stand here spouting nonsense about troubling Xu Ran. Tang San, do you think you are worthy?"

"In strength, status, talent, and literary prowess, where does Xu Ran not surpass you? Does he need to resort to underhanded tactics against you? You could not withstand even a casual move from him, so why would he need to use such sneaky methods?" Xiaowu spoke outright, relentlessly defending her position like a protective demon on behalf of her husband, leaving Xu Ran gaping. Xu Ran already held a very high place in Xiaowu's heart after their relationship had become more confirmed, surpassing everyone else.

Girls are very partial to their husbands, and even if there are conflicts between them, she cannot bear anyone speaking ill of him in public.

Zhu Zhuqing also felt some indignation after hearing Tang San's slander against Xu Ran. However, Zhu Qing could tell that Xu Ran and Xiaowu knew the person in front of them, so she didn't say anything.

Ning Rongrong felt some contempt toward Tang San as well; although she didn't have that kind of affection for Xu Ran, he was the one who had dramatically increased her 'Cultivation Level.' He was her benefactor. And here was Tang San, who had come to study Xu Ran's poetry, blaming Xu Ran for his own rapid decline in 'Cultivation Level,' which was ridiculous.

Looking at Xiaowu's fierce protection of her husband, Xu Ran felt a deep sense of satisfaction, not expecting Xiaowu to have such an adorable side. Meanwhile, Tang San was furious.

How could he not be angry after being rebuked by Xiaowu?

After all, the Xiaowu of before always followed him around, calling him "brother." Now she doesn't even call him that anymore and is opposing him in every aspect.

But he didn't blame Xiaowu; he blamed Xu Ran alone.

Once he exposed Xu Ran's true nature, his relationship with Xiaowu would return to how it was. Xiaowu, out of guilt, would then love him even more.

However, at this moment Tang San was unaware that Xiaowu had already been taken advantage of by Xu Ran, or else he might have died of anger, perhaps even going as far as to fight Xu Ran to the death.

"Xu Ran, if you have the guts, why don't you step out from behind a woman? Try standing up like a man," Tang San couldn't help but shout as he looked at Xu Ran. He didn't want to get into a conflict with Xiaowu.

"Oh? Junior, what brings you here?" Xu Ran looked at Tang San and the Grandmaster with a faint smile, revealing a gentle expression. Xiaowu was just bickering with him, but if he stood up, Tang San would probably not be able to handle it. However, with so many people around, it was better not to beat him up today.

"Xu Ran. Was it you who did this?"

"Was it you who sabotaged me and my teacher from behind?"

"Everyone's 'Cultivation Level' has increased except for me and my teacher, who are both declining. If you say you're not targeting us on purpose, I won't believe it," Tang San said coldly, his gaze fixed fiercely on Xu Ran.

Even if everyone else believed it was just a coincidence, that it was just their poor comprehension, he would not believe it. Because he knew just how despicable Xu Ran could be. Xu Ran was a wolf in sheep's clothing, appearing decent on the surface but full of schemes and countless tricks, falling into his traps before one even realized it.

Clearly, he and his teacher had fallen into Xu Ran's hands once again.

"Tang San, you have to speak with your conscience here. The dean must have already informed you about the negative effects from the start, right? Now that your 'Cultivation Level' has dropped, you come looking for me; can't you handle it?" Xu Ran looked at Tang San and the Grandmaster with disdain, even if their comprehension was high, it was useless. He had already blacklisted the two of them, their comprehension of the poetry on the stone walls not only reduced their 'Cultivation Level', but in the future, Xu Ran's playing and painting would also negatively affect them.

"Yes, Tang San. I was the one who informed you of the consequences right from the start. If you're dissatisfied, come to me. It was me who led you here," Flander said, somewhat displeased when he saw Tang San directly questioning Xu Ran.

How could Xu Ran possibly target them?

Xu Ran had already mentioned this consequence a week ago. Back then, Tang San and Brock had not yet arrived at the academy, and he was the only one in the entire academy who knew about Tang San and Brock coming.

So how could Xu Ran have targeted Tang San and the others?

Xu Ran didn't even know they were coming, how could he target them?

Could Xu Ran have the ability to foresee the future? That would simply be too outrageous. If Xu Ran really had such an ability, he would have switched to fortune-telling long ago.

"Dean, I..." Tang San opened his mouth, unsure of how to refute. He knew he had been trapped, but what then? If everyone else believed Xu Ran was right, what more could he say?

Being the only sober person in a world of drunks sometimes is a sad thing. When everyone thinks you are wrong, leaving you with an indescribable bitterness, it's just too tragic.

"Xiaosan, this is indeed due to our own lack of comprehension, and we can't blame anyone else," Brock said as he patted Tang San's shoulder and then spoke. Of course, he also understood that he and Tang San had definitely been duped by Xu Ran, but they had no evidence and nothing to refute. What's more, if they hadn't been greedy, how could they have been tricked by Xu Ran?

In his view, it was clear that Xu Ran had duped them because of a grudge between his disciple Tang San and him. He was simply collateral damage.

Thinking this, Brock's resentment towards Xu Ran lessened quite a bit. If he could take Xu Ran as his disciple, he could offset his losses.

Xu Ran, a peerless genius, had an even brighter future than Tang San.

If he took Xu Ran as his disciple, he, Brock, would become famous throughout the Continent.