An Extremely Arrogant Ning Rongrong

Li Xiaoyao's slick move--

Left Tang San and Oscar speechless.

Li Xiaoyao seemed to sense their thoughts.

He chuckled, saying--

"Heh heh! Tang San! Oscar!"

"Do you guys think my plan won't work?"

Tang San was about to retort, but remembering Dean Flender's instructions not to antagonize Li Xiaoyao, he fell silent again.

After a moment of thought, Tang San gave a relatively conservative answer.

"Brother Xiaoyao, your plan... it's not that it won't work, it's just... too risky, and too torturous."

Their Tang Sect had always been ones to not necessarily repay kindness, but to immediately avenge any grudges.

Asking him to change his identity and endure for ten or twenty years, what was the difference between that and killing him, Tang San?

Oscar nodded along beside him.

"Yeah, Boss Xiaoyao, ten years is too long, too many variables! What if Brother Dai hits a bottleneck midway, or gets discovered by people from the Star Luo Empire..."

Dai Mubai's eyes, however, narrowed as he said in a deep voice.

"Xiao'ao, there are no 'what ifs.' I've already decided. Even if the road ahead is fraught with thorns, I will reach the end!"

Between accepting his fate and slowly waiting to die, or secretly developing his strength and making a powerful comeback, he, Dai Mubai, could tell the difference.

Who would want to die if they could live?

Before, there was no choice. The ironclad laws of the Star Luo royal family stood like an insurmountable chasm before him. Failing in the succession meant certain death, forcing him to barge through in desperation, even knowing he might be shattered to pieces.

But now it was different. Li Xiaoyao's words were like a thunderclap, shattering the dead end he perceived.

He realized there was another path beyond the desperate situation.

Compared to becoming a sacrificial pawn in the vortex of power, compared to living a carefree life, what was a mere ten years of forbearance?

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, his chest no longer filled with despair, but with a burning obsession.

He looked at Li Xiaoyao, his gaze as firm as iron.

"Brother Xiaoyao, thank you for opening my eyes."

Although the hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins had hit a wall, Li Xiaoyao had given him another way out.

Pausing, Dai Mubai continued.

"Brother Xiaoyao, a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins is a bit much!"

"But that's not a problem. Please give me a few days!"

A hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins? Give him a few days?

Li Xiaoyao understood Dai Mubai's implication.

Dai Mubai only intended to prepare his own share.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, to whom he was betrothed?

Li Xiaoyao scoffed.

"Brother Mubai, are you only planning to prepare a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins? Didn't you just say you were going to prepare a portion for Classmate Zhuqing as well?"

As he spoke, Li Xiaoyao subtly glanced at the hotel room door, a meaningful curve on his lips.

With his spiritual power as a level seventy Quasi Soul Sage, he had long since discovered Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing eavesdropping outside the door.

"What, Brother Mubai, are you..."

"Planning to skip Classmate Zhuqing's portion?"

As if he hadn't seen Dai Mubai's displeased expression, Li Xiaoyao deliberately drew out his tone, his voice not loud but just enough to penetrate the door.

"Cough, cough, cough, Brother Xiaoyao, it's not that I don't want to help Zhuqing, it's just that I'm truly short on cash. Even if Zhuqing found out, I believe she would understand me."

Dai Mubai's face instantly turned red, extremely embarrassed.

The burden of two people was too great. His supporters were not offering their help for free--the nobles of the Star Luo Empire were always pragmatic. Previously, they had sponsored his cultivation and his struggle for succession, all for the sake of future political influence.

Now that he had fled to Suotuo City for years, some of his supporters had already withdrawn their resources, and some were even maliciously spreading rumors that he was "indulging in women and incapable of great responsibility."

Li Xiaoyao: ,(⁰o⁰;), Indulging in women? Incapable of great responsibility?

Uh...

Isn't that exactly what you're doing?

Just a few days ago, you were still carousing!

And now, after only a few days, you've forgotten?

You, Dai Mubai, are truly forgetful when it suits you!

At the same time, the scene shifted.

Zhu Zhuqing, her face filled with despair, left the place that made her feel suffocated.

Her own sister's relentless pressure.

Her own parents' cold indifference.

And Dai Mubai's heartless abandonment.

All of this plunged her into deep despair.

She had only wanted to become stronger.

She had only wanted to survive.

Why did everyone have to treat her this way?

A tear slid down from the corner of her eye.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were worried about Zhu Zhuqing--

So the two of them chased after her.

"Uh... Zhuqing... are you okay!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing crying sadly on the balcony, the two of them feared she might do something rash and jump directly from the top floor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Hotel.

"Zhuqing, if you ask me, you should have just barged in and beaten that perverted tiger up."

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth.

Dai Mubai's heartlessness had truly opened her eyes.

"Compared to my Third Brother, who is pure and clean, respects his elders, and is loyal and righteous, a perverted tiger like him who is heartless after getting what he wants is like the difference between clouds and mud!

"My Third Brother is willing to help even a little rabbit on the roadside when it encounters difficulties. Unlike Dai Mubai, who, despite having a marriage engagement with you, wouldn't even spare 100,000 Gold Soul Coins for you, and then made excuses about being broke--I heard you just now outside saying 'give me a few days' to prepare your own share!"

Xiao Wu clenched her fists, her rabbit ears trembling slightly with anger.

"Exactly! So what if he's a prince of the Star Luo Empire? He doesn't even have basic responsibility! Zhuqing, don't be sad, such a man isn't worth your tears!"

Ning Rongrong stood by with her arms crossed, her delicate little face filled with disdain for Dai Mubai.

"Rongrong, Xiao Wu, thank you for your concern!"

"I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little down!"

Zhu Zhuqing wiped away her tears, forcing a smile.

She couldn't let her own troubles affect the friendship between them.

"Zhuqing, don't worry!"

"Isn't Rongrong still here!"

Ning Rongrong patted her chest, which was just beginning to show its shape, her tone filled with a kind of domineering generosity.

"Let alone a mere 100,000 Gold Soul Coins, even three to five hundred thousand, or a million, I can take it out right now!"

"It's his own incompetence that Dai Mubai can't gather the money. With Rongrong here, Rongrong will help you solve these Gold Soul Coin problems. We can't let our 'Sister Zhuqing' be wronged!"

After saying that, she secretly added in her heart.

"Of course--this comes at a price! You'll have to let Zhuqing become a concubine to Brother Xiaoyao!"

100,000 Gold Soul Coins were nothing more than pocket money to her. As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had lived a life of luxury since childhood, and Gold Soul Coins had always been mere cold numbers in her eyes.

The mountains of rare ores piled up in the sect's Heavenly Warehouse, the priceless precious herbs, and even Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, which of them wasn't more valuable than these 100,000 Gold Soul Coins?

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she took out a Soul Tool inlaid with sapphires and was about to inject Soul Power to retrieve a Gold Soul Coin savings card when Zhu Zhuqing gently pressed her hand down.

Then she heard her--