Ning Rongrong Cried

"Liu Yi! Liu Yi! Liu Yi!"

Everyone present cheered wildly. Though they had no idea how Liu Yi had won, being able to escape Black Ghost's grasp and kill him in return meant he was undoubtedly one of the strongest of the strong.

These weaklings held the strong in immense respect and pride.

As the name implied, Douluo Continent had always followed the belief that the strong were honored while the weak were lowly.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands, Liu Yi left the Soul Arena.

Upon returning to the lounge, Zhao Wuji hurried over and patted Liu Yi on the shoulder, his face full of envy. "I never expected someone as young as you to possess such strength. Brother Liu Yi, I dare say the day you become a Titled Douluo is not far away."

Flender smiled. "Brother Liu Yi, may I ask where you got that mask?"

The moment Liu Yi had taken out the mask, he had known it was no ordinary item. It could enhance Spiritual Power and conceal one's aura.

Such a treasure was truly rare.

Liu Yi smiled. "You flatter me, Dean. It's just an ordinary mask. I only wore it because I wanted to look cool."

Flender narrowed his eyes and stared intently into Liu Yi's.

"Since that's the case, I won't ask further. Sit down and get some rest."

Zhao Wuji picked up the teapot from the table and personally poured Liu Yi a cup of tea.

"Brother Liu Yi is the most gifted youth I've encountered in all my years. At only eighteen, you've already reached Level 65, a Battle Soul Emperor. Truly promising youth are to be feared! Hahaha!"

The Grandmaster wore an approving expression. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Liu Yi, would you be interested in taking me as your master?"

"In this life, Tang San is the only disciple I have accepted. I hope you can become my disciple as well."

Liu Yi spat out a mouthful of tea. "Grandmaster, don't joke around. Are you saying I should become Tang San's Junior Brother?"

The Grandmaster stroked his chin. "That is indeed somewhat abrupt. How about this? Would you be willing to become my adopted son?"

Liu Yi rejected him outright. "Sorry, Grandmaster, but I currently have no intention of acknowledging a father."

Sure enough, after hearing those words, the Grandmaster was visibly disappointed. Liu Yi's talent had deeply moved him.

Reaching Soul Emperor at eighteen—he was bound to become a top-tier powerhouse in the future, perhaps even surpassing the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent.

Yet such a person could not be used by him, and that weighed heavily on the Grandmaster.

If possible, he might value Liu Yi even more, while Tang San could simply fend for himself.

When the Grandmaster had accepted Tang San as his disciple, what he valued had been Tang San's twin Martial Souls, as well as the Haotian Hammer, the number one Martial Soul in the world.

Otherwise, why did anyone think the Grandmaster had accepted Tang San as his disciple?

Charity? Heh heh!

Wasn't it all because of the Haotian Hammer and Tang Hao? How could the Grandmaster allow himself to be affected?

With Tang Hao backing him, the Grandmaster had become quite arrogant in the way he spoke.

Flender sat on the sofa. Of course he knew what the Grandmaster was trying to do. They had known each other for twenty years—how could he not know his personality?

He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Zhao Wuji was the first to break the silence among them.

"Who cares? Brother Liu Yi is a teacher at Shrek Academy now, and that's enough. Right? As long as he stays at Shrek Academy, we'll have a top-tier powerhouse like a Titled Douluo in the future!"

Flender had no particular objection. They could only take things one step at a time.

At that moment, Tang San and the others entered from outside. It seemed their Soul Battle matches had already ended.

Oscar slumped limply into a chair, sweat pouring down his face.

"That was exhausting. That guy on the other side was terrifyingly fast. If I hadn't stalled for time, we wouldn't have won so easily."

Liu Yi looked at Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, how did it go for you?"

"I was fine. I teamed up with them, so we had the advantage."

After hearing that Ning Rongrong was all right, Liu Yi relaxed. He then turned to look at Xiao Wu. Just as yesterday, she was quiet and unwilling to speak, while Tang San barely responded to her, not treating her as important at all.

Liu Yi said a few words to Ning Rongrong. After hearing them, she nodded, stood up, sat beside Xiao Wu, and began chatting with her.

"All right, that's enough for today. Go back and rest. Tomorrow, prepare yourselves for the Team Soul Battle."

"Let me explain the rules of the Team Soul Battle. Each team consists of seven people, and your Shrek Seven Devils happen to make seven. This match will test the level of coordination between you. I hope you can work well together and achieve good results."

The Shrek Seven Devils all stood and nodded to the Grandmaster.

"Shrek Seven Devils, victory!"

After returning to the hotel, Ning Rongrong came to Liu Yi's room.

"Brother, you don't even tidy up your room. It's so dirty."

Ning Rongrong walked over to Liu Yi, gave him a push, then turned around and began straightening the bedding.

Liu Yi scratched his head. Why had Ning Rongrong changed so much? She even knew how to make the bed now?

"Rongrong, that's enough. Those who cultivate don't care about such details."

"That won't do. If you don't rest well, Brother, Rongrong will feel bad."

As she spoke, a blush appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.

Liu Yi scratched his head and smiled. "All right, then. Sorry to trouble you, Rongrong."

After Ning Rongrong's simple tidying, the entire room looked completely refreshed and much brighter.

"Take a rest." Liu Yi poured a cup of tea and placed it beside Ning Rongrong.

"Brother, let me ask you something. Do you... have... a fiancée?"

Liu Yi paused for a second. "Why are you asking that?"

Ning Rongrong shyly fidgeted with her fingers. "I... I just want to know~"

"I'm married."

Ning Rongrong froze upon hearing those words. She looked at Liu Yi in disbelief, never expecting that he was already married.

Holding back her tears, Ning Rongrong turned away and said softly, "Then... then Sister-in-law must be... very beautiful, right?"

Liu Yi thought of Qian Renxue's exquisite face and smiled. "Mm, she's very beautiful."

"I'll be going now, Brother."

Before Liu Yi could say anything, Ning Rongrong stood up and ran out.

As Ning Rongrong ran out, Xiao Wu walked in from the opposite direction. She looked at Liu Yi in confusion.

"Why is Rongrong crying?"

"Uh... I'm not sure either."

Xiao Wu sat beside Liu Yi, picked up the tea on the table, and drank it in one gulp before staring fixedly at him.

"Did you bully Rongrong?"

"Hey, I didn't. Girls are the last people I would ever bully."

"Maybe Rongrong has something on her mind. Xiao Wu, why did you come here?"

Xiao Wu said, "Can't I come see you?"

"Of course you can. It's just that I need to go out for a while."

Ning Rongrong had definitely gone somewhere else. Hopefully, she would not run into any danger.