All Heaven's Will

"Ah Yin, I'm leaving now. I'll come see you again in a few days."

Tang Feng said goodbye to Ah Yin. It wasn't that he didn't want to call her Mom; Ah Yin wouldn't let him. She said it would make her seem old, when she was clearly still a beautiful young girl, and so on...

Although Ah Yin wouldn't let Tang Feng call her Mom, she loved being his mother.

"Xiao Feng, stay safe on the road. Make sure you come back and see Mom often, or I'll be sad."

"I will!"

Suotuo City, Balak Kingdom.

Walking down the street, Tang Feng swept the area with his divine sense, but couldn't find Tang San.

That day, to escape Tang Hao, he had dropped Tang San to hold Tang Hao back.

It had worked. Tang Hao, that madman, hadn't pursued him relentlessly, choosing to save Tang San instead.

I wonder if Little Scumbag ended up stabbing Tang Hao... Tang Feng wondered.

Before he knew it, Tang Feng had arrived in front of a small, three-story building with rose-red exterior walls and the overall shape of a rose.

It stood out starkly on the street.

Tang Feng looked up. On the sign above the entrance were two enormous red words: Rose Hotel!

So this is the Rose Hotel?

How did I end up here?

Heaven's will!

It must all be heaven's will!

As the saying went, transmigrating to Douluo without staying at the Rose Hotel was a wasted transmigration.

Tang Feng wanted to see just what made the Rose Hotel so charming.

The moment he entered, Tang Feng smelled a fragrance: the fresh scent of roses.

He went to the front desk, and before he could speak, the receptionist greeted him with a broad smile:

"Handsome, would you like a room?"

Tang Feng nodded, and the receptionist immediately introduced the only room they had left, which was also the hotel's most luxurious and expensive.

"Sir, we only have one room left. It's called the Red Ocean, our hotel's signature room. It's spacious, well soundproofed, and even with five people on the bed, it wouldn't feel crowded! The bed is also covered in fresh rose petals to give you a different kind of pleasure."

"And the best part is..."

The receptionist rattled on, describing a whole assortment of mysterious little props, before finally saying:

"It's only ten Gold Soul Coins a day. What do you think?"

"I'll take it!"

"All right, just a moment, I'll..."

"Hey!" A shout stopped the receptionist just as he was about to fetch the key.

Without even thinking, Tang Feng knew who the voice behind him belonged to.

This was practically a rules-horror scenario: anyone booking a room at the Rose Hotel was bound to be stopped by Dai Mubai.

"Isn't the Red Ocean my room?"

Hearing the young man at the entrance, with a twin sister tucked under each arm, say that the Red Ocean was his room,

the receptionist hurriedly checked the guest records again.

There's no mistake. The room really is empty right now.

Fuck, are you trying to cause trouble?

You think bringing a couple of high-class skanks is enough to scare me?

"Someone, come here!" The receptionist was just about to call security to throw Dai Mubai out.

The hotel manager appeared from nowhere and slapped the receptionist on top of the head.

"Out of the way!"

He then turned to Dai Mubai with a fawning look.

"Young Master Dai..."

Dai Mubai had reached the front desk by now. His gaze had never fallen on Tang Feng; he simply stared expressionlessly at the manager across from him.

He looked as if he expected the manager to give him an explanation.

The twin sisters in Dai Mubai's arms, on the other hand, kept glancing at Tang Feng, their gazes so sticky they seemed capable of stretching into strings.

Ignoring the looks from the two skanks, Tang Feng said calmly:

"Oi!"

"Brother, could you take these two skanks of yours and fuck off?"

"Hm?" Dai Mubai frowned slightly and finally turned to look at Tang Feng.

He hadn't paid attention before, but now that he took a closer look, fuck, the guy was handsome.

Although there wasn't the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power about him, he was strikingly handsome and carried himself with an extraordinary bearing. He was probably the good-for-nothing young master of some noble family.

No wonder the twins had been squirming in his arms. He'd thought they couldn't wait, but it turned out they were flirting with the young master.

He'd teach them a proper lesson when they got back to the room.

As for now...

Dai Mubai sneered inwardly. An ordinary person without even a trace of Soul Power dared provoke him? This punk had some nerve.

Today, I'll make you crawl out of here!

"Kid, don't you know an ordinary person shouldn't flaunt himself too much when he's out and about?"

"Aren't you afraid of offending a Soul Master?"

"Hmm?"

As he spoke, Dai Mubai's expression turned hostile. He was already rubbing his fists, eager to give Tang Feng a beating.

To keep the young master from failing to hold out and falling asleep halfway through the fight, Dai Mubai introduced himself first:

"Remember this!"

"The one beating you is Dai Mubai. If you're not satisfied, come find me at Shrek Academy. I'll be waiting anytime!"

Seeing Dai Mubai run his mouth for so long without making a move, Tang Feng really couldn't stop himself from striking.

"Bullshit, you talk too fucking much. I can't take it anymore!"

As the words left his mouth, Tang Feng's fist landed on Dai Mubai's face.

Only then did Dai Mubai swing his own fist.

The heavy blow instantly deformed Dai Mubai's face, and the tremendous force carried his whole body flying backward.

Smack!

Dai Mubai's entire body was embedded in the wall.

The twin sisters, who had been in Dai Mubai's arms, ready to watch the show, saw the wealthy Young Master Dai sent flying with a single punch.

They opened with a war cry.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Young Master Dai!!!"

The twins screamed at the top of their lungs and rushed to Dai Mubai, checking his injuries and trying to pry him out of the wall.

In the wall, Dai Mubai felt a little dizzy and a little warmth at the tip of his nose. He wiped it with his hand. It was blood.

I'm the great Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Dai Mubai, a fifteen-year-old genius at level thirty-seven, and some fucking nobody punched me in the face hard enough to ruin my looks!

"Get off!"

Dai Mubai flung aside one of the twins, who was trying to pull his head free, and let out a roar.

"Ha!"

White Tiger Possession!

Dai Mubai's body immediately swelled, his limbs grew powerful, and his muscles bulged.

He stepped out of the wall with ease.

Two yellow Soul Rings and one purple floated around him as Dai Mubai said furiously:

"I misjudged you."

"I didn't expect you to have some skill, kid!"

"But this is as far as you go!"

"The gap between an ordinary person and a Soul Master is higher than the heavens."

"I'm a three-ring Battle Soul Master!"

"If I don't beat the shit out of you today, my fucking name isn't Dai!"

"Hah." Tang Feng gave a disdainful laugh.

"A three-ring Battle Soul Master?"

"What a coincidence. So am I!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, the entire lobby of the Rose Hotel, already decorated mostly in red, was filled with blood-red light.

"H-h-h... how is this possible?!"

Dai Mubai was so frightened he immediately wet himself, and his Martial Soul possession ended.

His eyes filled with terror as he stared in disbelief at the three red Soul Rings on Tang Feng, each representing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.