Zhao Wuji's Frustration

Du Cheng's words were fairly trustworthy to Xiao Wu.

At the very least, she had yet to notice that while someone was talking to her, a little pink tongue behind him was licking him all over.

Hiss~

After waiting with great difficulty for Xiao Wu to fall asleep, Du Cheng suddenly turned around and grabbed Zhu Zhuqing behind him.

"You little wildcat, you've truly become lawless!"

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to dodge, but the bed was only so large, and she had to keep from waking Xiao Wu. She could only obediently let Du Cheng seize her.

Mmnh~

Feeling the warmth of Du Cheng's hands on her waist, Zhu Zhuqing could not help letting out a soft cry as she cast him a pleading look.

"Only now you know fear?"

Sensing Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Du Cheng revealed a sinister grin.

"Too late!"

As the words left his mouth, Du Cheng's lips had already pressed heavily against Zhu Zhuqing's soft ones.

Since this girl had dared to tease him earlier, she naturally had to pay the price for her actions.

Under the cover of night, the Main Hall occasionally rang with one or two suppressed, breathy moans.

Thanks to Du Cheng and Zhu Zhuqing's efforts to restrain themselves, Xiao Wu beside them was not awakened.

However, in her sleep, Xiao Wu's brow gradually furrowed.

What was going on? Why had that strange smell become even stronger?

In contrast to Du Cheng's sensual night, Zhao Wuji's mood was exceptionally complicated.

Looking at the burly man before him, Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with regret.

"I had no intention of offending Young Master Tang San. I beg Hao Tian Mianxia for forgiveness."

Regret!

Extreme regret!

If he had another chance, Zhao Wuji definitely would not have chosen to kick Tang San.

Who could have imagined that a seemingly ordinary Bucktoothed Ugly Kid would actually be the son of the mighty Clear Sky Douluo?

More importantly, Tang Hao had happened to witness him beating Tang San up during the day.

The only thing Zhao Wuji was thankful for was that the man before him clearly did not harbor much killing intent toward him.

Otherwise, he would not have stopped after merely giving him a severe beating.

"Hmph!"

Upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Tang Hao snorted coldly.

"If it were not for the fact that you held no malicious intent toward Little San, why would I have spared you so lightly?"

Tang Hao looked down on Zhao Wuji somewhat.

A dignified Soul Saint actually relied on bullying juniors to gain a sense of importance. He was truly a disgrace to the Soul Master world.

However, considering that Tang San still needed to continue studying at Shrek Academy, he had chosen to spare this fellow.

Otherwise, with the strength of the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, crippling a Soul Saint would have been absurdly easy.

"Many thanks, Hao Tian Mianxia!"

Though unwilling, Zhao Wuji still quickly bowed respectfully after hearing Tang Hao's words.

"Rest assured, Hao Tian Mianxia. From now on, I will certainly take extra care of Young Master Tang San and will never act against him without permission again."

"That will do."

Tang Hao nodded, quite satisfied with Zhao Wuji's response.

"Remember, Little San does not yet know my identi—who's there?"

Just as he was about to tell Zhao Wuji not to expose him, Tang Hao's expression abruptly changed. His Soul Power immediately pressed toward the side.

"What insignificant person dares to spy here?"

"Your Excellency, this is Shrek Academy. How could there be—"

Halfway through his sentence, Zhao Wuji obediently shut his mouth.

The reason was simple: after Tang Hao spoke, a figure truly appeared in the distance.

"A mere Level 90 Titled Douluo dares spy on me, Tang?"

His gaze fell on the newcomer as Tang Hao waved a hand and summoned his Clear Sky Hammer.

"Has Spirit Hall truly run out of capable people?"

"Clear Sky Douluo, you misunderstand. I am Qing Xuan. Greetings, Clear Sky Douluo."

Qing Xuan cupped her hands toward Tang Hao, her expression calm.

"I did not expect to encounter the Clear Sky Douluo here. On behalf of my master, Qing Xuan conveys his greetings to Your Excellency."

"Your master?"

Hearing Qing Xuan's words, Tang Hao's pupils contracted.

Although the woman before him was weaker than he was, she was still a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse.

Even someone who could become an Elder in Spirit Hall had a master?

"When did I ever meet—"

Tang Hao suddenly stopped halfway through.

Thinking carefully, he did seem to have encountered someone fitting that description.

"It seems the Clear Sky Douluo has remembered."

Seeing the change in Tang Hao's expression, Qing Xuan smiled faintly.

"Notting Academy, the Back Mountain Forest. Since that day, my master has remained somewhat preoccupied with Your Excellency."

"To be remembered by Your Excellency is truly Tang Hao's honor."

As Qing Xuan spoke, Tang Hao confirmed his suspicions.

Yet precisely because of this, his expression grew increasingly unsightly.

That night in the back mountain of Notting Academy was absolutely a dark chapter of his life that he could never erase.

Being remembered by a Limit Douluo was no good thing.

"Your Excellency's visit should not merely be to greet me, should it?"

Tang Hao looked at Qing Xuan and chose to change the subject.

No matter what, he had to steer the conversation away from that night first.

"Of course."

Qing Xuan nodded, not disappointing Tang Hao.

Only after turning to look at Zhao Wuji beside them did Qing Xuan continue.

"I came this time for this Soul Saint gentleman."

"Huh?"

Hearing Qing Xuan's words, Zhao Wuji, who had been happily watching the show from the side, froze.

Remembering what Tang Hao had said when he came looking for him earlier, Zhao Wuji felt a bad premonition rise in his heart.

"Could it be that Your Excellency has also come looking for me because of a junior in your family?"

"Not exactly."

Before Zhao Wuji could breathe a sigh of relief, Qing Xuan spoke again.

"I merely saw Mr. Zhao assessing my Young Master during the day. This little woman is not very capable either, but I would also like to be assessed by you."

Qing Xuan's words were polite, but beads of cold sweat rolled down Zhao Wuji's forehead.

What virtues or abilities do I, Zhao Wuji, possess to be able to assess a Douluo-level powerhouse?

"Your Excellency must be joking."

Forcing out a smile even uglier than crying, Zhao Wuji continued.

"This lowly one failed to recognize greatness and thus offended Young Master Du Cheng. For this matter, I am willing to accept punishment."

Zhao Wuji had not guessed Qing Xuan's identity because he was clever.

It was because among the children he had assessed today, there had only been two boys in total.

The Bucktoothed Ugly Kid's parent was already here. Did he need to guess the identity of the remaining one?

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji cursed Li Yusong bloody in his heart.

Shrek Academy was indeed meant to recruit monsters, but nobody told you to recruit ancestors!