Chapter 45: The Master of Stirring Trouble - Xiao Wu!

The twin girls each clung to one arm of the man with dual-colored eyes. He paid no attention to Tang San, and as his gaze swept over Xiao Wu, a lecherous glint flashed in his eyes.

After casually brushing his golden hair with one hand, he slowly spoke to Xiao Wu in a low voice:

"Little sister, my proposal earlier was serious!"

When Xiao Wu heard this, she glanced at the man in front of her and the two women beside him, a look of disgust flashing in her eyes. But seeing Tang San in his current state, a mischievous idea suddenly popped into her head. She smiled sweetly at the blonde man and said:

"But, I already have someone by my side. He's been pursuing me for a while now. I can't just agree to that."

Her voice sounded weak and gentle, making it seem as if Tang San had been pressuring her.

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When Yun Feng and Zhu Zhuqing saw this scene from behind, they were dumbfounded.

Especially Yun Feng, who thought, Since when did Xiao Wu become like this? Although he knew Xiao Wu was just playing around, where had she learned this from? It's only been a month with Tang San, and she's already becoming more and more like a troublemaker.

As expected, Tang San, who already felt a sense of danger, exploded with tension when he heard Xiao Wu's words! Staring warily at Dai Mubai's handsome face, he warned Xiao Wu:

"Xiao Wu, don't listen to him. Just look at him—you can tell he's no good. What decent guy brings two women with him to open a hotel room?"

Xiao Wu only smiled and shook her head, without saying anything further.

Seeing her reaction, Dai Mubai's inner rascal spirit instantly ignited!

He smiled at Tang San and said:

"Can't you see this beautiful lady doesn't want to talk to you? If you're smart, leave now. Otherwise, I won't be so kind as to warn you next time."

As he spoke, Dai Mubai twisted his wrist, his eyes full of mockery.

Tang San snapped. He wasn't exactly a saint, and the fact that this man dared to show off in front of him was too much. His eyes turned cold as ice.

"Get lost!"

Seeing Tang San's fierce response, Dai Mubai's cold and wicked gaze shifted to Xiao Wu. He licked the corner of his lips and nodded.

"Very well. It's been a long time since someone dared to speak to me like that. I can sense spirit power from you—are you a Spirit Master? Beat me, and I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, I suggest you demonstrate what 'get lost' means."

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, the twin girls beside him giggled but showed no concern. They obediently let go of Dai Mubai's arms and stepped aside.

At that moment, a waiter appeared, bringing a middle-aged man along with him. The man had clearly overheard the exchange between Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, and his face was filled with worry.

"Let's calm down, let's calm down. There's no need for violence."

Dai Mubai glanced at the middle-aged man and smirked. But to the man, that smile was terrifying.

The manager, Wang, looked troubled.

Dai Mubai grew impatient and waved him off. "Enough. You don't need to say more. Any damages are on me!"

As the tension between Tang San and Dai Mubai escalated, Yun Feng turned to Zhu Zhuqing and asked:

"Did you come here to find this man?"

A trace of despair flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, but she nodded.

"Yes."

Her voice had dropped so low that if Yun Feng hadn't been standing right beside her, he might not have heard her at all.

Zhu Zhuqing's feelings were complicated as she watched her fiancé enjoy himself with other women while she suffered in the Star Luo Empire. She didn't hate him for pursuing love, but why hadn't he taken her with him when he left? She just wanted to survive.

Yun Feng observed all of this without saying a word. He could tell that Zhu Zhuqing still held some hope for Dai Mubai. Maybe he's been training diligently in secret, he thought.

But even Zhu Zhuqing herself didn't really believe that. Seeing Dai Mubai's current behavior left her feeling utterly hopeless.

Meanwhile, Ah Yin, sensing the confrontation below, used her spiritual power to check the situation and realized it involved Tang San. She instantly became alert and began to observe everything closely. Her feelings were conflicted as well. She hoped Yun Feng was wrong, but also hoped he was right.

Both Tang San and Dai Mubai's anger continued to intensify. Xiao Wu, however, glanced around and quickly noticed Yun Feng standing outside the hotel. A flicker of joy crossed her eyes as she slipped past Tang San and Dai Mubai to reach Yun Feng's side.

When she arrived, Yun Feng smiled and held up a finger to his lips, signaling for silence. Xiao Wu nodded, though the excitement in her eyes couldn't be hidden. She stared at Yun Feng, as if asking why he was there.

Yun Feng had no choice but to quietly explain to her.

Meanwhile, neither Tang San nor Dai Mubai realized that the source of their conflict—Xiao Wu—had already disappeared.

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with wicked intent. He raised his right fist and, with a sudden lunge, aimed a punch directly at Tang San's chest.

The attack was straightforward, without any flair, but Tang San's expression changed. The force and speed of Dai Mubai's punch had reached its peak. Clearly, this was someone with extensive battle experience.

At this point, retreating would only allow Dai Mubai's momentum to grow, making the punch even stronger. So, rather than backing down, Tang San advanced. He took a firm step forward, covering three meters in an instant, closing the distance between them. Tang San's intent was simple: disrupt Dai Mubai's rhythm.

Tang San also threw out his right fist, which instantly turned into a glowing white color.

With a muffled bang, Dai Mubai's forward momentum halted abruptly, but Tang San staggered back four or five steps before regaining his balance.

Surprise flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. He hadn't expected this young boy, who seemed a few years younger than him, to withstand his punch. What shocked Dai Mubai even more was the hardness of Tang San's fist. Although Dai Mubai had the upper hand in strength, his right hand now ached as if he'd struck solid metal.

Tang San, too, was astonished. His punch had been backed by his profound internal power and physical strength, which far exceeded that of an average boy his age, thanks to his blacksmith training and mastery of the Mysterious Jade Hand technique. Yet, he had still lost this exchange.

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