Ning Rongrong Came to His Door

Seeing that the fight had gone far enough, Flender hurriedly cleared his throat twice and said with feigned severity, "What are you two doing? Fighting in public? What kind of behavior is that!"

"Tang San, your punishment is to run another ten laps!"

"Ma Hongjun! Go back to your room and stay in confinement for half a day!"

Tang San wanted to cry, but no tears came. He was the one who beat me up! Why should I have to run laps?

And why should he get confinement in weather this hot? They call it confinement, but isn't he just going back to his room to cool off?

But he didn't dare say a word. He was isolated and helpless here, with no one to support him. A moment's impatience could ruin a grand plan! He would just have to endure it!

It was all that damned Jiang Qin's fault! If he hadn't had nothing better to do than stand up for Ning Rongrong, would Tang San have taken a beating?!

Just you wait!

God King Tang turned his sights on Jiang Qin again, his dead-fish eyes fixed on him as he gave off a sinister air.

God King Tang didn't care whether he had been the one to start the trouble, or who had beaten him up. Either way, it was all Jiang Qin's fault!

Of course, ordinary people couldn't understand God King Tang's train of thought.

Then he jogged off to run his laps again.

Ma Hongjun, meanwhile, brightened and trotted happily back to his room. He had no desire to stand out here baking in the sun!

Afterward, the mood on the field cooled, and an eerie silence settled over everyone.

Jiang Qin knew that Flender was basically scared now, but couldn't back down because of his pride, so he changed tack:

"Dean, I know you're concerned about your students, but when it comes to teaching, we should pay attention to our methods too, shouldn't we?"

Flender took the hint and hurriedly put on a warm smile. "Rongrong, my tone was a little harsh just now. Please don't take it to heart! Your teacher only wanted what was best for the students..."

Ning Rongrong knew Flender was apologizing in his own way. She didn't want to make things too awkward either, so she nodded and accepted it.

Only then did Flender breathe a sigh of relief. He shot Jiang Qin a look brimming with gratitude!

If not for Jiang Qin, he might have lost his life here this time!

He didn't want to die yet!

As for that Tang San fellow, he couldn't help frowning whenever he thought of him. What the hell was that guy? He really couldn't stand him anymore.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin chuckled inwardly.

See that? He even has to thank me!

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, took the opportunity to size Jiang Qin up. Her little face was flushed, and both pairs of eyes seemed glued to him, unable to look away.

She gazed at Jiang Qin's long, finely layered hair, his golden eyes, and his sharply defined, rugged features, as if carved by blade and axe. His whole body radiated a heroic bearing, and she couldn't help staring in a daze.

If not for her, Flender would probably have succeeded in fooling her!

And for some reason, whenever she saw him, she felt happy. In his arms, she felt completely safe and very comfortable.

She also couldn't help wanting to get close to him and cuddle up against him.

And she really wanted to...

Ning Rongrong blushed and shook her head. She couldn't help recalling what had happened that afternoon. She didn't know why she had pressed herself against him. Could he have some kind of magic?

A succubus in human form?

Just then, Jiang Qin walked over, patted Ning Rongrong on the head, and said gently, "Rongrong, what are you thinking about?"

Only then did Ning Rongrong come to her senses. Two red clouds instantly rose on her cheeks, making her indescribably charming and lovely.

She looked around and saw that Flender and the others had dispersed, leaving her standing there alone in a daze.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Qin, her face red. She hesitated, as if she had something to say.

Jiang Qin stood beside Ning Rongrong with a warm smile, unhurried and apparently in no rush at all, simply watching her.

The atmosphere grew somewhat intimate.

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her hands constantly pinching the hem of her clothes, as if she were hesitating over something.

Just as Ning Rongrong finally raised her head, a clap of thunder rang out overhead, and bean-sized raindrops suddenly poured down.

Jiang Qin cursed inwardly and hurriedly said, "Come on, Rongrong, hurry back. The weather changes so suddenly. It's been a tiring day, so go back to the dorm and rest."

Ning Rongrong stared blankly for a moment before coming to her senses as if waking from a dream. Without waiting for Jiang Qin, she ran off on her own.

That blockhead! Does he really have to make me say it first?! Ning Rongrong's face burned with embarrassment. Fortunately, the rain hid her face, making her expression hard to see.

"Hey, slow down," Jiang Qin called, unable to suppress a laugh as he watched her retreating figure.

It was nothing much. Ning Rongrong obviously had feelings for him, so he wasn't in a hurry either.

Jiang Qin then hurried back to his dormitory. Though it was called a dormitory, it was actually a small wooden cabin all to himself.

Shrek Academy was extraordinarily poor, and Flender was a complete miser. Not only were the buildings dilapidated, but several people had to share a room. Jiang Qin simply couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, he could mass-produce recovery pills. Although five a day wasn't much, they added up over time, and he earned quite a bit.

So he used his savings to hire people to build him a new cabin. It wasn't large, but it was cozy and comfortable enough.

He manifested his Martial Soul, and the Eight Trigrams Furnace appeared before him in an instant. Jiang Qin closed his eyes and sensed the changes in it.

Besides breaking through the daily limit on the number he could refine, there were also many differences in the varieties available.

Besides the most basic Spirit Gathering Pill and the Clear Mind Pill that helped the damn fatty alleviate his Evil Fire, many other varieties had appeared.

The Lightning-Calling Pill from that day was one of them.

As his level rose, there would be even more varieties and more powerful kinds of pills.

Who said pills were only for support? They could be used to attack too!

Besides, he had another trump card.

His Second Martial Soul, Puni, was a secret he had never revealed.

Jiang Qin smiled, then put away his Martial Soul and brought out a wooden tub.

He poured in boiling water and added the herbs needed to temper his body.

A medicinal bath!

An essential method for laying one's foundation in the early stages, with many benefits, including strengthening the body and bones, refreshing the mind, and improving one's physique!

As an old bookworm who had read countless webnovels, Jiang Qin naturally knew the benefits of medicinal baths.

So, as soon as he arrived at Shrek Academy, he had put considerable effort into researching how to prepare them, and took one after training every day.

Over the past two years, his physique had indeed improved greatly. His muscles were well developed, and he was even on par with Dai Mubai, who was several years older than him, if not a little better.

Once everything was ready, Jiang Qin took off his clothes and stepped into the tub with one foot, ready to enjoy a good, long soak.

As soon as he got in, Jiang Qin suddenly felt that something wasn't quite right.

He seemed to have, perhaps, probably forgotten something.

He had a feeling there was something important he had forgotten to do...

After pondering for a long time, Jiang Qin's eyes lit up. Oh, right, he had been a little too hurried today and hadn't gotten around to locking the door...

Jiang Qin had always been cautious, so he got up to close the door.

Just then, there was a creak.

Ning Rongrong opened the door, looking flustered, her lips slightly parted as if she had something urgent to say.

The moment their eyes met...

Jiang Qin covered his private parts, his face full of embarrassment.

Ning Rongrong screamed and covered her face:

"Jiang Qin, you bastard!"