Chapter 261: "Accept Reality, Dai Mubai!"

"So, Zhu Zhuqing, you've been sneaking around behind my back, outside, doing… doing…"

Dai Mubai couldn't finish his sentence. As angry as he was, he still had some pride. How was he supposed to phrase such an accusation?

Zhu Zhuqing: "???"

Though Dai Mubai hadn't finished his statement, the bystanders filled in the blanks with their imaginations.

"Gasp!"

The crowd collectively inhaled sharply. They hadn't expected such a juicy drama to unfold.

Eyes lit up with excitement, eager to see where this spectacle would lead.

"Dai Mubai, what are you talking about? You and I have nothing to do with each other. And whatever I do is none of your concern," Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.

After saying this, she cast a quick glance at Li Si, as if to ensure there was no misunderstanding.

Li Si: "???"

Xiao Wu: "???"

Gu Yuena: "???"

Both women turned to look at Li Si instinctively.

What was going on here?

Gu Yuena, in particular, was confused. Before this yellow-haired boy had shown up, the black-clad girl had barely spoken to Li Si beyond a simple greeting.

Now this?

Gu Yuena didn't lack strength, but matters like these were far outside her understanding.

Even Li Si was left bewildered. Is Zhu Zhuqing using me as a shield?

No, something didn't add up.

This was Douluo Dalu, a high fantasy world of martial spirits and battles. So why did it suddenly feel like he was caught in the middle of a modern romance drama?

This needs to get back on track…

"I have every right to care! I'm your fiancé!"

Dai Mubai roared, completely losing his composure.

At this point, he no longer cared what the onlookers thought. If this continued, he felt as though his golden hair might truly turn green.

"Wait, Dai Mubai…" Ning Rongrong tried to interject, but Dai Mubai cut her off.

"What's there to wait for? Am I wrong? I've made my mistakes, I admit it! Every mistake, every fault—it's all mine! But I've changed! Why is she treating me like this?"

Dai Mubai bellowed, his frustration boiling over.

Two whole years. For two long years, Zhu Zhuqing had treated him with the same cold indifference.

He had tried to turn over a new leaf, yet her attitude toward him remained unchanged. What more was he supposed to do?

"Um…" Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke up.

"Dai Mubai, about your engagement to Zhu Zhuqing… it's not happening anymore."

Dai Mubai froze, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"What…?"

"We were planning to tell you after the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament ended, but you can't go around accusing Zhu Zhuqing like this. It's inappropriate," Ning Rongrong said firmly.

Zhu Zhuqing followed up coldly, "I've already joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. You and I are no longer connected in any way."

Her tone was frosty, devoid of any room for negotiation.

At least with Ning Rongrong's help, she had found a way out. Zhu Zhuqing had realized long ago that staying with Dai Mubai offered no future.

This matter had been resolved three days ago. Zhu Zhuqing was no longer a member of the Zhu family, nor was she Dai Mubai's fiancée.

As for what price the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had paid to make this happen, she didn't know. All she knew was that she owed Ning Rongrong and would do her utmost to protect her in return.

"Yes, Dai Mubai. The engagement was annulled three days ago. Zhuqing is now a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan," Ning Rongrong added.

Zhu Zhuqing's talent was undeniable, and bringing her into the clan meant gaining a potential powerhouse for the future.

Of course, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo weren't particularly thrilled about the arrangement.

The cost of annulling the engagement had been steep, far outweighing what Zhu Zhuqing's individual value might seem to justify.

But Ning Rongrong had thrown a tantrum—crying, arguing, and threatening—until the elders had no choice but to relent.

Dai Mubai trembled, taking three steps back in shock.

"You're lying to me, aren't you? This can't be true… it can't!"

"Father… my father would never agree to annul the engagement! Never!"

Dai Mubai's denial rang out, though deep down, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's words had already begun to sink in.

The truth was undeniable. His father, the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire, had agreed to the annulment.

From the start, Dai Mubai had been nothing more than a pawn. His engagement to Zhu Zhuqing wasn't about romance or loyalty—it was about consolidating power.

If Zhu Zhuqing could be traded for goodwill and benefits from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, why not?

"Accept reality, Dai Mubai. We're classmates, and for the sake of that, I suggest you move on," Ning Rongrong said bluntly.

"Move on???"

Dai Mubai's face twitched. Ning Rongrong's words felt like a slap in the face.

Move on? How could he just "move on" from something like this?

"Zhu Zhuqing, why… why would you do this to me?"

Dai Mubai's voice cracked as he cried out in despair.

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent. There was no point in dragging this out. Their relationship, whatever it had been, was now severed.

From this day forward, she had no ties to Dai Mubai.

In his despair, Dai Mubai turned his gaze toward Li Si.

That's it. It's this guy's fault. It has to be.

Li Si: "..."

Seriously? With your mess, you still need someone to blame?

"You! You're the one who's been stirring things up between Zhuqing and me, aren't you?"

Dai Mubai stormed toward Li Si, his frustration boiling over.

"Dai Mubai, calm down!" Oscar hurried to stop him.

Even Oscar could see how ridiculous this was. The silver-haired beauty standing next to Li Si was like something out of a painting, and Xiao Wu wasn't far behind.

With two stunning women at his side, why would Li Si have the time or inclination to meddle in Dai Mubai's affairs?

"Boy, if you dare show disrespect to my Fourth Uncle again, I'll make sure you don't live to see tomorrow's sunrise!"

Yu Longliu growled, his face dark with anger.

If not for Dai Mubai's interruption, they would already be on their way to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Releasing the pressure of a Spirit Sage-level expert, Yu Longliu instantly had Dai Mubai drenched in cold sweat.

"F-Fourth Uncle?"

Dai Mubai froze, staring at Li Si in disbelief.

Could this young man really be… some ancient monster in disguise?

(End of Chapter)