How Did Things End Up Like This?

Unable to swallow this indignity, Wang Dong stepped forward in a flash and grabbed Qian Chaoguang's wrist.

"Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

"Let go, then get the hell out of here. I don't hit girls."

Qian Chaoguang was thoroughly fed up with her. He tossed his removed clothes into the washbasin and headed out wearing nothing but shorts.

"Who are you calling a girl? Did I say you could leave?"

Wang Dong's face reddened at a visible speed. It was hard to tell whether she was embarrassed or furious.

Qian Chaoguang carried the basin in his left hand while Wang Dong still gripped his right wrist.

Based on his judgment, Wang Dong was probably angry.

But...

Wasn't she a girl to begin with? What was there to get angry about?

"What? Don't tell me you're actually a man?"

"You bastard! I challenge you to a duel!"

Wang Dong felt that her dignity had been insulted. One yellow and one purple Soul Ring swiftly rose beneath her feet, and a pair of butterfly wings appeared behind her.

Her Right Foot kicked upward in an utterly unbelievable posture, shooting straight for Qian Chaoguang's chest.

"What a pain."

Qian Chaoguang tossed the washbasin onto the desk. Ignoring Wang Dong's high kick entirely, he instead seized her wrist in a reverse grip.

Bloodline Power erupted at that instant. In the open space at the center of the dorm room, he swung Wang Dong through more than half a circle and, like swatting a mosquito, slammed her into the hallway wall with a smack.

He controlled the force of the throw precisely, and the wall was not damaged in the slightest.

Though Flender was dead, the spirit of the profiteering merchant lived on. Shrek's compensation fees for anything damaged were absurdly expensive.

"Why do you insist on forcing me? Got too much food in your stomach?"

Qian Chaoguang Shook His Head and was about to carry the basin outside to continue the bath he had been unable to take earlier.

But the moment he took a step forward, a streak of golden light carrying a pitch-black hammer flew at him. Caught off guard, the impact threw his body off balance, and both feet instantly left the ground.

"Fuck! Are you insane?"

As everyone knew, a double dorm room of barely ten square meters was not very large at all.

Wang Dong first used the Light Goddess Butterfly to accelerate, then canceled it, pulled out the Clear Sky Hammer, and applied another powerful burst of acceleration beneath her feet. With the added weight of her body behind the fierce collision, she could not possibly stop herself at such close range.

And so, in an incredibly bizarre position, the two were swept off the ground by that overwhelmingly powerful force—and out of the dormitory building.

The two of them flew straight out through the dorm window.

Lying on the grass, Qian Chaoguang was dizzy from the fall. Though he was unharmed and it did not hurt much, his entire mind was utterly muddled.

He instinctively caught Wang Dong's incoming fist, then instinctively Grasped the Clear Sky Hammer that had been swung at him... by the hand below it. He was completely dumbfounded.

How did things end up like this?

Did Wang Dong'er really need to go this far?

And why was she straddling him now?

"Let go of me!"

Wang Dong, straddling Qian Chaoguang, flew into a rage, shrieking as she struggled.

The demonic sound blasting into his ears instantly snapped Qian Chaoguang back to his senses. Indifferently, he said, "Admit defeat and I'll let go. Otherwise, we can keep this up."

"Who lost?"

Qian Chaoguang curled his lip. "So you won't admit it after losing? I haven't even summoned my Martial Soul, yet a Soul Grandmaster with Twin Martial Souls like you is completely under my control. What are you still struggling for?"

Just as Wang Dong was about to keep stubbornly denying it, an aged voice that carried thirty percent shock and seventy percent amusement entered their ears.

"Young people certainly know how to have fun. The academy doesn't oppose student relationships, but perhaps you should consider the impact of doing this in public?"

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw Mu En lying in a recliner, wearing an expression as though he were enjoying a show.

Seeing them turn around, the Old Man cheerfully raised a hand and pointed toward the dormitory.

Heads of quite a few Onlookers had already poked out from the windows on that side of the dorm building. Several girls had even let out excited shrieks at witnessing a perfect couple.

There might also have been shrieks marveling at Qian Chaoguang's physique.

As if that were not enough, Mu En added, "Young man, you've got a fine build. But can you really face your little girlfriend after treating her like that?"

Fuck, this was bad!

Only then did Qian Chaoguang realize that he was wearing nothing but shorts!

And Wang Dong was straddling him while he tightly held both her hands. It looked exactly like... that!

He hurriedly shook Wang Dong off himself, pulled a long robe from his Storage Bracelet, and hastily put it on.

Damn it, this was a complete public humiliation!

Fortunately, Wang Dong had been covering him, so those Onlookers upstairs had not gotten a clear look at his face.

Wang Dong, now freed, was also stunned. Her face rapidly flushed red at a visible pace, nearly comparable to when Qian Chaoguang circulated his Bloodline Power.

This time, it was not from anger. This time, she was genuinely embarrassed.

Her skin was far too thin to bear it, and she nearly instantly rushed back into the dormitory building.

Qian Chaoguang silently pulled up his robe's hood and tugged it down hard.

What the hell was this mess?

"Old Master, we were just... fooling around... that's all... really, that's the truth this time!"

"Young people, it's perfectly normal. Don't be embarrassed. Our school has a very open-minded atmosphere..."

Mu En watched Qian Chaoguang flee in disarray, and the smile on his face grew ever broader.

"Hehehehe... This Kid really is interesting."

When Qian Chaoguang finally finished bathing and returned to the dorm, Wang Dong had already curled herself into a ball on the made bed, looking as though she were about to cry.

Qian Chaoguang could not be bothered with her. He picked up the basin of clothes he had failed to wash earlier and prepared to leave.

"Hey!"

Qian Chaoguang pretended not to hear and kept walking out.

"Don't go!"

Wang Dong grabbed his arm again. Her eyes were red around the rims, and she had clearly just had a good cry.

"Can we... talk?"

"What a pain."

Qian Chaoguang muttered under his breath, hooked a chair over with his foot, and sat down. Looking at Wang Dong, who sat with reddened eyes in a duck-sitting posture, he felt not the slightest pity or sympathy.

What nonsense. Why should I pity you? You just made me suffer a massive public humiliation, didn't you?

You swung the Clear Sky Hammer at someone who hadn't even summoned his Martial Soul from point-blank range. If I had a weaker body, wouldn't that hammer have seriously injured me?

If Huo Yutong had not seen it, Qian Chaoguang would not have bothered with this huge nuisance no matter what.

With the thought of reducing future trouble, he helplessly said, "If you've got something to say, say it. If you've got something to fart, fart it. Hurry up."

"How can you be so crude!"

"If you want to listen, then listen. If not, get up to the fourth floor already. Stop bickering with me."

"I'm a man! A man!"

"Fine, fine, fine, you're a man, a man. Can you just get to the point? Don't waste my time."

Wang Dong's eyes reddened even further, and she looked as though she were about to cry again.

She had never suffered such indignity in all her life. Forget being ignored—no one had ever even shown her a displeased expression.

Yet the person before her not only ignored her repeatedly, but also wore an utterly disgusted expression. If she could beat him, she really wanted to...

She really wanted to hit him with a hammer!

"Are you really that unwilling to talk to me...?"

Wang Dong spoke.

Her tone carried the resentful bitterness of a woman neglected for decades in her chambers, making goosebumps rise all over Qian Chaoguang.

So without the slightest hesitation, he stood, picked up the basin, and prepared to leave.

"Don't, don't, don't go. I really have something to discuss."

"If you have something to say, say it already. Can you get straight to the point? You ramble worse than some seventy- or eighty-year-old old woman on the street, and you still claim you're a man?"

------Author's Note------

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