Leaving Shrek! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

"Do you understand now?"

Ning Rongrong held Flender back and explained for a while. Only after Jiang Qianhai nodded did Flender finally believe that Ning Rongrong had merely wanted to sleep more comfortably.

As he let out a sigh of relief, he also felt as if he had already grown old. He completely failed to understand how young people did things nowadays.

If this had been when he was young, how could anyone possibly have done something like this?

Mm... no, wait. His own student Ma Hongjun seemed to have gone even further, and Flender had been the one who led him down that road. Forget it. Thinking about these things made people age faster. He would stop thinking about it.

"I understand. Put this matter aside for now. You two go gather at the village center first. Grandmaster is waiting for you there."

With that, Flender left with his hands behind his back.

Once he had walked out of the village, Flender glanced around furtively. After making sure no one was there, he tiptoed as he took out a palm-sized silver sword and an envelope from his clothes.

Just as he was about to tie the envelope to the sword, his movements paused.

"Should I add the part about their little princess sleeping in the same bed as someone else?"

After thinking it over, he shook his head.

"Forget it. I'll pretend I don't know, in case I offend Jiang Qianhai. I'm just an outsider."

After tying the envelope in place, he lightly touched it with Soul Power, and the silver sword shot through the air with a whoosh.

Thinking of the letter this sword had brought yesterday, Flender snickered to himself.

With Ning Fengzhi's permission, he finally no longer had to have so many misgivings when dealing with Ning Rongrong!

"Let me teach your little princess into a true princess!"

"Sigh, I should still go check on Mubai's condition. I hope he can endure it. Otherwise, this will really be hard to handle."

Suotuo City Hospital

"Dean Flender! He cut off one of my arms! And you're telling me not to go looking for trouble with him? Does that sound appropriate to you?"

After Flender tried to persuade him, Dai Mubai exploded on the spot.

Having lost an arm, what difference was there between him and a cripple now?

Even if he returned to the Star Luo Empire, the royal family would never allow a disabled prince to sit on the Imperial Throne. In other words, he had practically been kicked out of the game ahead of time.

Though he had not had much hope to begin with, there had at least been some. But now Zhu Zhuqing had run off with Jiang Qianhai, and Jiang Qianhai had even cut off one of his arms.

He had even been humiliatingly forced to sign an Engagement Cancellation Letter!

The moment he thought of the humiliation then, he was so furious he wanted nothing more than to kill Jiang Qianhai as soon as possible!

And that slut Zhu Zhuqing—she had actually joined forces with an outsider to humiliate her fiancé!

One look at that lewd body and it was obvious it was covered in Jiang Qianhai's marks. It was simply disgusting!

"Mubai, I know you're unwilling to accept this, but do you know that Jiang Qianhai's strength is comparable to a Title Douluo? What can you do? Would the Star Luo Royal Family offend a Title Douluo for you?"

"A Title Douluo!"

Dai Mubai's right hand clenched unconsciously, and he only felt a wave of despair envelop his heart.

Impossible. Star Luo would never offend a Title Douluo for a cripple like him!

Was he supposed to swallow his anger in silence for the rest of his life?

No!

Wait! Jiang Qianhai was a Title Douluo, but the people beside him were not!

That was it. He could not deal with Jiang Qianhai, but did that mean he had no way to deal with the people around him?

At that thought, a cold glint flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes. However, he did not reveal his thoughts aloud, only saying that he understood.

"Sigh, you'd best take care of yourself."

How shrewd was Flender? How could he fail to see Dai Mubai's unwillingness? He could only wave his hand helplessly, turn around, and leave.

Zhu Zhuqing!

Dai Mubai immediately began thinking about exactly how to get rid of her. At least for the time being, he could not do it himself.

As he thought, he suddenly laughed. "How could I forget my dear imperial brother's fiancée? If she knew that Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power has not only improved by leaps and bounds, but that she's also attached herself to a Title Douluo, I imagine she won't be able to sleep tonight."

As he thought and thought, Dai Mubai began to take action.

Shrek Village Center

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang stood there with a stern face. In front of him were six wicker baskets filled with stones of varying weight, each labeled with the names of the six Shrek students.

Only after all the students had arrived did Yu Xiaogang speak.

"Do you see these wicker baskets in front of you? Your training task today is to carry the wicker basket that belongs to you and make ten round trips between Shrek Academy and Suotuo City!"

Ma Hongjun leaned over and looked at his own wicker basket, then smiled indifferently.

"With just this little bit of stone, forget ten trips—even twenty wouldn't be a problem for me!"

"Hmph! Is that so?" Yu Xiaogang sneered. "What if you're not allowed to use Soul Power? Can you still say it so easily then?"

"Huh? We can't use Soul Power?"

Ma Hongjun's expression changed. Just thinking about it made him a little afraid.

"That's right. No Soul Power."

Yu Xiaogang announced the training assignment over there, while Jiang Qianhai watched from the side. He felt that the way Yu Xiaogang looked at him was off, like he was looking at an especially detestable unwanted guest he had no way to drive away.

Still, this training did have some effect. It looked like Yu Xiaogang had no intention of just going through the motions, and that was why Jiang Qianhai ignored his gaze.

But he had misjudged Zhu Zhuqing's true strength. Though those stones could serve a purpose, their actual effect was not very great.

It could only be said that hiding her ability had already become a habit for Zhu Zhuqing. Yu Xiaogang simply hadn't seen through it.

But I've been stuck at Two-Star Battle King for a long time now, haven't I? It's about time I went to level up again. With that, he walked over, preparing to say goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Sorry to interrupt. I need to talk to Zhuqing about something."

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly darkened.

"Mr. Jiang! I can tolerate you wandering around the teaching area, but you cannot interrupt my lesson! Please leave!"

Jiang Qianhai walked up to Yu Xiaogang, looking puzzled.

"You seem to have a big problem with me?" Jiang Qianhai narrowed his eyes. "Mind telling me why?"

"Honestly, I wasn't even planning to bother with you. Why are you so eager to pick a fight? Do I look that easy to bully?"

Yu Xiaogang had only just opened his mouth when Jiang Qianhai's second sentence shoved his words right back down his throat.

Jiang Qianhai curled his lip in boredom. Did this guy really think that just because he kept quiet, he had no temper?

In the end, Yu Xiaogang still did not say what he truly thought. Instead, he swallowed his temper and apologized to Jiang Qianhai, explaining that he was in a bad mood today and had offended him.

When Tang San saw his beloved teacher being humiliated, he immediately clenched his teeth and fists, nearly unable to stop himself from giving Jiang Qianhai a full set of Hidden Weapons.

But reason made him hold back. In his heart, however, he roared.

Jiang Qianhai! You humiliated my teacher! One day, I will kill you!

Jiang Qianhai shook his head in disgust. He had only wanted to leave, so he had come to say goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing, then leave the Mystic Heavy Ruler with her. That... probably didn't count as breaking some heavenly law, did it?

He stopped thinking about it.

With a flick of his right hand, the Mystic Heavy Ruler spun through the air and plunged into the ground. Its dark body seemed to swallow all the light shining onto it, while the runes upon it added a few more traces of mystery.

Zhu Zhuqing recognized it and cried out in surprise, "The Mystic Heavy Ruler!"

"Before I return, your task is to adapt to its weight!"

Jiang Qianhai hugged Zhu Zhuqing. After a simple farewell by her ear, he chose to leave.

He was still too weak... Everything he did was for the sake of his own strength.

It absolutely was not because his fishing addiction had acted up!