Come On, I'll Treat You to a Late-Night Snack

"Uh, it's fine!"

Seeing that Jiang Yunzhou wasn't repulsed, the receptionist's eyes lit up. "Do you need treatment? I know a very skilled healing-type Soul Master..."

Jiang Yunzhou hurriedly waved his hand. "I'm not the one who got the short end of the stick. Do I look like I'm hurt?"

He really hadn't suffered much of an injury. He hadn't held back at all just now, and he had even enjoyed the fight a little.

The thought A Titled Douluo is nothing special even surfaced in his mind.

But given what he knew of Tang Hao's character, this matter probably wouldn't end here. That old schemer would definitely come looking for trouble again.

What he didn't know was that if Jiang Yunzhou had used his soul skills, that would have been Tang Hao's true nightmare.

"I-Is that so? That's good..."

The receptionist patted her chest, making her ample bosom sway invitingly.

Jiang Yunzhou was distracted for a moment, and she noticed it.

Without changing her expression, the receptionist subtly arched her waist, making the view even more eye-catching.

The lovestruck look returned to her face as she asked with deep concern, "Then, do you want me to take you home?"

Jiang Yunzhou was momentarily at a loss over how to handle such excessive enthusiasm.

"No need."

He shook his head. "My two disciples are still at the Soul Fighting Arena. Sigh, I've been delayed for so long. Their matches might already be over, and the bets I placed..."

Thinking of how he had missed the best chance to make a fortune betting, anger flared up in his heart again.

"Damn it, Tang Hao. That bastard made me lose so much money..."

He cursed viciously in his heart. Just you wait! If you dare show up without money again next time, you can forget about keeping your right leg!

Tang Hao, already several streets away, suddenly shivered for no apparent reason. He even felt a faint phantom pain in his right leg.

His face was frighteningly grim. He had never imagined he would run into such a tough opponent—powerful and utterly unreasonable!

Luckily, he had never revealed his identity from beginning to end. The other party probably didn't know Tang San was his son, or it would be disastrous if he went after Tang San.

Thoughts of revenge churned in his heart, and a dark glint flashed through his eyes.

If he couldn't directly deal with Jiang Yunzhou, perhaps he could only start with that disobedient little rabbit.

Raising a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in captivity was no difficult task for him.

In the end, under the receptionist's insistent demands, Jiang Yunzhou still let her "support" him back to the Soul Fighting Arena.

Naturally, Jiang Yunzhou had no objections. This young lady had already secretly felt his abs nine times and his chest muscles ten times.

He was generous and considerate of her dignity, so he didn't expose her.

The receptionist was rather satisfied, and in return, he occasionally gave her soft, fragrant hugs.

Actually, the receptionist hadn't gotten off work yet. She had simply been too anxious earlier to care about anything else.

Now, she returned to the front desk and continued working.

Jiang Yunzhou said goodbye to her and headed into the competition area.

He thought, Tang Hao moving from the shadows into the open might not be a bad thing.

It was better for him to target Jiang Yunzhou openly than to hide in the dark and scheme over how to deal with him.

The moment he stepped into the noisy passageway leading to the arena, three figures came rushing toward him, carrying a fragrant breeze with them.

They were Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu.

Before Ning Rongrong even arrived, her crisp yet slightly anxious voice reached him first. "Teacher! Where did you run off to? Did you miss our matches?"

Xiao Wu also pouted, her big eyes filled with grievance as she looked accusingly at Jiang Yunzhou.

Zhu Zhuqing had always been more observant and composed than the other two.

She noticed that Jiang Yunzhou's hair was slightly disheveled, while his collar and cuffs were stained with dust and dirt.

There were also several tears.

These were clearly signs that he had fought someone and hastily tidied himself up afterward.

She immediately stepped forward, her tone filled with obvious concern. "Teacher, are you all right? Did something happen just now? Are you hurt?"

Her words made Jiang Yunzhou look at Zhu Zhuqing again.

This girl's powers of observation were truly meticulous. He had clearly cleaned himself up, yet she had still spotted the clues.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were stunned upon hearing that. They instantly realized that their teacher hadn't left for no reason—he had gone out to fight?

"Waaah, Teacher, I'm sorry!"

Ning Rongrong's train of thought was always strange. She immediately began acting dramatically and pounced toward him with a tearful voice, intending to offer him a warm, soft embrace.

"I didn't know what you went to do just now. I was even cursing you in my heart..."

The little bit of grievance Xiao Wu had felt because Jiang Yunzhou had "broken his promise" and failed to watch her match instantly vanished.

She also subconsciously wanted to move closer, but she realized she didn't seem to have as legitimate a reason as Ning Rongrong. She could only remain where she was, though her gaze stayed fixed on Jiang Yunzhou.

Jiang Yunzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he tried to pry Ning Rongrong off himself. "Stop, stop, stop! My clothes are dirty. Don't get dust all over yourself. Are you all done? How were the results? You didn't embarrass me, did you?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, a young girl's pride showing on her cool face. "We won."

Ning Rongrong immediately rushed to answer, lifting her chin high. "Of course we won! Anyone who dared try getting close to this young lady is lying on the ground right now, reflecting peacefully on their mistakes!"

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, wanting to say that she had won too, and that she had fought brilliantly. Unfortunately, the person she most wanted to see it hadn't been there.

In the end, she swallowed her words, and her gaze only became more aggrieved.

Jiang Yunzhou nodded in satisfaction. This result was exactly as he had expected.

He asked again, "What about your two-person team match? Did you fight that too?"

"We did, we did!"

Ning Rongrong eagerly answered, gesturing animatedly as she described it. "Same old strategy: I handled the easy part, and Senior Sister Zhu Zhuqing went on a rampage! Before they even figured out what was happening, they were down after one exchange! It was absolutely overwhelming!"

She had expected lavish praise from her teacher, but after hearing her out, Jiang Yunzhou's face instantly twisted with extreme anguish.

"What a loss! Such a huge loss! I didn't get to place bets on you! I lost big! My gold coins!"

The three girls were initially stunned. Then they looked at one another and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Thinking about it carefully, this reaction suited their teacher's nature best!

Jiang Yunzhou reached out and affectionately rubbed Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's heads. "All right, you did well. My efforts in teaching you weren't wasted. Extra chicken legs tomorrow!"

He didn't overlook Xiao Wu, who was watching expectantly from the side, either. Smiling, he said to her, "Xiao Wu, you did great too. We didn't make much tonight, but profit is profit. Come on, I'll treat you to a late-night snack! Oh, wait for me. I'll go collect the winnings from the bet I placed earlier first!"

With that, he turned and hurried toward the betting counter.

"Ah! Wait!"

Only then did Xiao Wu suddenly remember that she had placed a bet too. "I-I need to collect my winnings too!"

She immediately chased after him, hopping along like a cheerful little rabbit.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged smiles. They both saw the same helplessness and warmth in each other's eyes.

It felt like having a teacher like this brought not only leaps in strength, but endless joy as well.

"Come on, let's hurry and catch up too!"