Love Hotel!

At that moment, Dai Mubai, standing before Tang San and Xiao Wu, changed once more.

His already burly body, enlarged by the possession of his White Tiger Martial Soul, swelled again.

The muscles all over his body bulged exaggeratedly, bursting his upper garment apart and revealing a terrifying muscular outline.

Most bizarrely, black stripes appeared across his skin.

If not for the lack of fur, he would have looked no different from a tiger's hide.

"Soul Grandmaster, you forced me to use my Third Soul Skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation. You should be proud!"

With that, Dai Mubai raised his tiger claws and charged at Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San slapped the Blue Silver Grass in his left hand onto the ground before him.

"First Spirit Skill—Blue Silver Bind!"

Several stalks of Blue Silver Grass burst from the earth and shot toward the charging Dai Mubai.

The Blue Silver Grass, which had previously been able to restrain Dai Mubai for a short while, was torn apart by him in a single exchange.

Tang San wanted to repeat the same tactic and use his Second soul skill: Parasitic to hold Dai Mubai back.

Unfortunately, Dai Mubai's speed gave him no chance to do so.

In just a few breaths, Dai Mubai arrived directly before him.

Looking at the tiger claws so close at hand, Tang San raised both arms in front of himself.

But how could mere flesh and blood withstand Dai Mubai's attack? Even Xiao Wu could not bear to watch and closed her eyes.

Tang San himself had already prepared to be injured.

Dai Mubai's tiger claws hovered less than an inch before Tang San's arms. The sharp tips nearly touched his sleeves, while the wind from them lifted Tang San's temple hair slightly.

The muscles on the furry white tiger forearms bulged, clearly filled with power, yet they came to an abrupt halt at the very last moment.

Tang San opened his eyes and met Dai Mubai's mismatched pupils. The fighting spirit churning within them had yet to subside, but there was now a complicated trace of acknowledgment as well.

He could clearly sense the violent power contained beneath those claws. If that strike had landed, even if he used Mysterious Jade Hand to block it, at least two of his bones would have been broken.

"Why?"

Tang San lowered his arms, his voice carrying a faint, barely perceptible pant.

Dai Mubai slowly withdrew his tiger claws. The phantom of the White Tiger around him gradually faded, returning him to human form, though his golden hair remained somewhat disheveled.

His gaze swept over the red marks left on Tang San's arms from blocking as he said, "I used my Third Soul Skill. Without my Third Soul Skill backing me up, I wouldn't have been your match."

"This room is yours. Let's go!"

Dai Mubai waved his hand, and the Twins hurriedly ran over to him.

Tang San was slightly stunned. He had not expected this seemingly arrogant young man to be so straightforward.

Xiao Wu had already bounced over and grabbed Tang San's arm, looking him over from head to toe.

"Third Brother, are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Only after seeing Tang San shake his head did she turn to Dai Mubai and curl her lips.

"Looks like you do have a conscience after all."

Dai Mubai ignored her muttering. He merely looked at Tang San and raised a brow.

"You're going to Shrek Academy too?"

"Yes."

"Heh!"

Dai Mubai curled his lips into a meaningful smile.

"Interesting. Looks like this year's new students aren't completely useless after all. This room..."

He paused, then tipped his chin toward Manager Wang. "Give it to them. Put it on my tab!"

Manager Wang froze for a moment, then hurriedly bowed and nodded. "Yes, yes, yes! Whatever Young Master Dai says!"

Tang San had only just recalled his Blue Silver Grass when the exhaustion from draining all his Soul Power swept over him.

His knees gave out, and he crashed heavily to one knee on the floor with a muffled groan.

Xiao Wu cried out and rushed over to support him, her eyes instantly reddening.

Su Yu glanced in their direction but did not linger. Taking Ning Rongrong's hand, he turned and headed up the stairs together with Zi Ji.

The corridors of the Rose Hotel were covered in thick carpets. Footsteps fell as lightly as feathers, shutting out the commotion below.

The night grew deeper, and only a dim yellow wall lamp remained lit in the guest room.

Su Yu was sleeping soundly when a rapid knock at the door suddenly woke him.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he got up and opened the door. The moment he pulled it open a crack, a slender figure carrying a faint fragrance rushed inside and tightly wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Brother Su Yu..." Ning Rongrong's voice was somewhat muffled.

She wore a moon-white silk nightgown, her hair slightly tousled from sleep. With her head buried in Su Yu's arms, her face could not be seen.

Feeling the soft body in his embrace, Su Yu was startled at first, then quickly woke up. He raised a hand and gently patted her back.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"No! Brother, this hotel is improper. There are strange sounds coming from my room!"

As she said this, Ning Rongrong shyly lowered her head and wrapped her arms tightly around Su Yu's waist.

Su Yu looked down at Ning Rongrong, who had buried her face in his chest. The faint fragrance of her hair lingered at the tip of his nose.

"Strange sounds?" His tone softened as his fingers gently smoothed her slightly messy hair.

"Was it the wind, or something else? Do you want me to take a look?"

But Ning Rongrong buried her face even deeper. Her little hand instinctively clenched his lapel, and her voice came out muffled.

"No... it's just... some embarrassing sounds... coming from next door..."

By the time she said the last few words, even her ears had turned crimson, like two ripe cherries hanging there.

Su Yu froze for a moment, then understood and smiled helplessly.

The Rose Hotel was a couples' hotel to begin with, so there were bound to be some suggestive noises at night. No wonder the Young Girl was so embarrassed.

He patted her back and said gently, "Don't be afraid. If you really can't sleep, stay here with me tonight. I'll make do on the sofa."

Upon hearing that, Ning Rongrong secretly lifted her head. A flash of delight passed through her eyes, but she put on a hesitant expression and asked softly, "Wouldn't that... be too much trouble for you, Brother?"

"Not at all." Su Yu rubbed her hair, his tone firm.

"I can't let our Little Princess suffer."

The soft body in his arms visibly relaxed, though she held him even tighter, like a little rabbit that had found a safe haven.

Seeing the redness at the tips of her ears, Su Yu's heart melted completely.

He felt that this trip to Suotuo City might not be entirely troublesome after all.

Su Yu scooped Ning Rongrong up in his arms and walked into the room behind him.

He gently laid Ning Rongrong on the bed and tucked the blankets around her.

"Rongrong, good night!"

Just as Su Yu was about to head for the sofa nearby, Ning Rongrong's little hand reached out from beneath the covers and hooked around his pinky.

"Brother! Can you sleep with Rongrong?"

Su Yu paused and looked down at Ning Rongrong on the bed.

Under the light, her cheeks were lightly flushed. Her long eyelashes resembled two little fans.

Her gaze carried a timid hint of anticipation, as well as lingering grievance.

"Rongrong has grown up. You need to learn to sleep by yourself."

Su Yu spoke softly, trying to pull back his finger, but she gripped it even tighter.

"Just for one night, okay?"

Ning Rongrong pleaded softly again, her bright eyes gazing up at him.