Little Zhu Qing, Want to Test Your Skills on Him?

Ning Rongrong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hand and gave chase.

"If Teacher gets too excited after collecting the money and runs off somewhere again, I'll cry myself to death!"

Both girls could clearly feel that their dependence on Jiang Yunzhou, along with an indescribable affection, was growing day by day.

Even Xiao Wu, who only occasionally came by to mooch meals, looked at Teacher with clearly ill intentions in her eyes.

Yet they did not seem to mind all that much, because they could tell that Teacher only wanted to take Xiao Wu as his disciple.

What Ning Rongrong did not know was that when she revealed her evolved Nine Revolutions Exquisite Pagoda martial soul at the Soul Fighting Arena that night, the commotion it caused far exceeded anyone's imagination.

An urgent piece of intelligence was currently speeding toward the Seven Treasures Sect as fast as possible.

After their figures vanished at the end of the passageway, a figure hidden in the shadows suddenly emerged.

It was Tang San.

He did not even have the courage to step out and take Xiao Wu away from that man, much less question him.

All his anger, unwillingness, and jealousy were ruthlessly suppressed deep within his heart, where they fermented and turned rotten.

Before, he had not recognized his feelings for Xiao Wu and had only thought of them as sibling affection.

But now, when he clearly realized just how much he liked Xiao Wu—

When he understood himself and wanted to confess his feelings to her, he despairingly discovered that the Xiao Wu who had once obeyed his every word and catered to him in everything was gone.

All she left him were increasingly frequent rejections, impatient looks, and a retreating back that drifted farther and farther away.

His heart was wracked with uncertainty and unbearable pain.

Why? Why did he have to meet Jiang Yunzhou here?

Why did Shilaike Academy have to be right across from Supreme Academy?

He did not even notice that the vicious aura emanating from him was growing denser and denser.

Just then, a hand landed heavily on his shoulder.

"Who?"

Tang San whipped around, his gaze icy cold and his face twisted with savage ferocity, thoroughly startling the person behind him.

Yu Xiaogang looked at his disciple's nearly unfamiliar appearance, shock flooding his heart. How had Little San become like this?

"Little San, it's me!"

Yu Xiaogang suppressed the storm in his heart and spoke in a low voice.

He knew Tang San was in a terrible mood, and he had seen him hiding here to spy on Xiao Wu and the others.

"Teacher, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you."

Tang San froze for a moment and quickly reined in his outward emotions, but the gloom in his eyes would not fade.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "Come back with me."

"Teacher, but I..."

"Come back with me!" Yu Xiaogang raised his voice and barked sternly.

Tang San did not dare disobey his teacher again. He could only lower his head and silently follow behind Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent all the way, his brows tightly furrowed as he pondered heavily over how to counsel Tang San.

Jiang Yunzhou collected the gold coins he had won from betting—a full eight thousand.

Since it was Zhu Zhuqing's first appearance, the odds had been quite favorable.

"Hahaha! I'm rich, I'm rich! This is the first time in my life I've had this much money!"

With the immense fortune of eight thousand gold coins tucked into his clothes, he grinned like a two-hundred-month-old child, making no attempt to hide his innocent delight.

The three girls beside him did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Xiao Wu had also received two hundred gold coins and, for some reason, deeply shared Jiang Yunzhou's mood.

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, felt a little heartache. Teacher was this happy over just eight thousand gold coins. It seemed she had not spent enough money on him normally—she had not given him enough reasons to smile.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, the iceberg in her heart had long since been melted into spring water by Jiang Yunzhou, silently surrounding and gently soaking into every part of him.

"Teacher, everyone's gone. We should head back too," she reminded him softly.

"Hahaha! I said I'd treat you all to a late-night snack! Nobody's allowed to fight to pay, or I'll laugh at you..."

Still laughing, Jiang Yunzhou took the lead and headed outside.

The four of them chatted and laughed as they left the Soul Fighting Arena. As the saying went, there were no coincidences without a story...

They ran into the receptionist, who had just gotten off work and was walking alone along the chilly street.

Looking at her back, Jiang Yunzhou suddenly remembered something.

He did not know whether it was supposed to happen tonight, and for a moment, he hesitated over whether he should go up and warn her.

Just as he hesitated, a chubby figure quietly began following her from a dark corner.

Jiang Yunzhou's eyes narrowed. If that was the case, then it should indeed be tonight.

Although he knew the receptionist would not face any real danger, since it involved someone from Shilaike, he could not help wanting to interfere.

"Uh, what do you all want to eat?" he suddenly asked.

"Anything is fine. Teacher, you decide," Zhu Zhuqing replied.

"Alright then. It's still early, so let's stroll around first before we eat."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. She loved this part.

Without drawing attention to herself, she reached out and looped her arm through Jiang Yunzhou's, then smugly raised her brows at Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.

Jiang Yunzhou was focused on the activity in the distance and did not notice Ning Rongrong's little move.

He did not mind her holding his arm anyway. Occasionally brushing against something soft felt rather nice.

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to step forward several times, but in the end, she never reached out. This damned pride of hers.

Xiao Wu was also eager to try, but ultimately gave up because she had no standing to do so.

She had struggled inwardly for a long time. The one-month deadline was almost up.

Once they left, she would never again get to eat the delicious food he made, nor see this man who haunted her dreams.

She forced herself to make a choice: should she stay with Third Brother, who had accompanied her for six years, or follow this man who occupied her entire heart?

Without realizing it, Jiang Yunzhou had quietly come to outweigh Tang San in her heart.

On top of that, Ning Rongrong's daily barrage of "brainwashing theories" had made her feel that Tang San had ulterior motives toward her whenever she looked at him.

How could that be allowed?

So she deliberately distanced herself from him, and the gap between them only grew wider.

Each of the girls had her own thoughts, while Jiang Yunzhou consciously led the way.

Before they knew it, the four of them had entered a secluded street.

Then, a dramatic scene unfolded.

Jiang Yunzhou grinned and gestured for everyone to stay quiet. "The show is starting. Don't make a sound."

Following his gaze, they indeed spotted three figures: one acting furtively, one with shifty eyes, and the charming receptionist.

"Teacher, it's the receptionist! It looks like someone's following her," Zhu Zhuqing said suspiciously.

She had every reason to suspect that Teacher had anticipated all this long ago and had deliberately brought them here under the pretense of taking them for a stroll.

After all, similar coincidences had happened many times already.

Xiao Wu looked left and right, always feeling as though she was not on the same wavelength as them.

That sense of separation made her feel somewhat suffocated, as if she had always been an outsider.

Well, for now, she really was still something of an outsider.

"That's right."

Jiang Yunzhou lowered his voice. "See that sleazy guy wearing the hat? He's a Soul Ancestor."

"Little Zhu Qing, want to test your skills on him?"