Tang San: Dai Mubai, You Have Already Chosen the Way of Seeking Death

Zhao Wuji swept his gaze across the group. Aside from Li Xiaoyao, everyone else was panting like dogs. Zhu Zhuqing, in particular, looked like she was about to stick out her tongue and roll her eyes back.

"Alright! Everyone, rest where you are!"

"We set off again in an hour!"

As soon as Zhao Wuji spoke, the others scrambled to find a place to rest. Only Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing remained frozen in place.

"Zhuqing!"

"Who did you hear from that I didn't buy resources for you?"

Dai Mubai's face was grim, his heterochromatic eyes churning with fury as he voiced the doubt in his heart.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a cold laugh, her phoenix eyes filled with mockery.

"Heh! What?"

"You're allowed to do it, but others aren't allowed to talk about it?"

Zhu Zhuqing's undisguised sarcasm and detachment made Dai Mubai clench his fists tightly. His Soul Power surged uncontrollably within him, and the surrounding air seemed to grow heavy and stagnant.

He turned his head to look at Tang San, who was not far away, his gaze filled with unconcealed hostility, as if he had already decided that he was the one who had leaked the secret.

Why is Dai Mubai looking at me like that?

Tang San sensed Dai Mubai's unfriendly gaze and frowned, filled with confusion—he had no idea how he had offended him.

"Why is Boss Dai looking at Tang San like that?"

"Could he be suspecting that it was Tang San who told Zhuqing about what happened at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Hotel yesterday?"

Oscar also sensed that something was wrong. He leaned toward Li Xiaoyao and scratched his head.

"Who knows about that kind of thing!"

Li Xiaoyao, while holding Ning Rongrong, began to watch the show with great interest.

Zhu Zhuqing was the first to launch an attack. She scoffed, her eyes narrowing slightly, the coldness in her tone sharp enough to turn into frost.

"Heh! Young Master Dai is quite the actor. Back in the Star Luo Empire, you ignored me, abandoned me, and ran away on your own without a care for whether I lived or died."

"I traveled thousands of miles to come to Shrek Academy, and yet you can't even bear to spend a single bit of cultivation resources on me. How do you even have the nerve to call yourself my fiancé?"

"Since that's the case, what are you still pretending to be so affectionate for in front of me? Do you really think I, Zhu Zhuqing, am someone you can just summon at will and cast aside whenever you please?"

"Enough! It's not that I couldn't bear to!"

"I didn't have enough funds, it was something I couldn't help!"

Dai Mubai growled, his tone filled with frustration. Veins bulged slightly on his forehead, and his knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists.

"Buying one finished cultivation resource first would at least allow me to rapidly increase my Soul Power Level—if I had to wait until I gathered enough funds for two, heaven knows how long that would take!"

"The time required to gather enough for two is too long. By then, not only me, but your strength would also remain stuck at a plateau, unable to progress."

"In two years, we have to face the Elite Tournament of the Great Continent's Advanced Soul Master Academies. Every bit of strength concerns victory or defeat. Do you really want to watch us lose to Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun?"

"I was originally planning to raise more funds and then find a way to buy a finished cultivation resource for you. Who knew these things would be leaked to you by someone, intentionally making you misunderstand me!"

After finishing, Dai Mubai's gaze swept over Tang San intentionally or otherwise, carrying clear hostility.

Tang San: "Hmm???"

Good grief, truly good grief.

What is the meaning of this, Dai Mubai?

Are you trying to say that I, the "Pure and Clean" Tang San, am a snitch?

According to the third rule of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: once an opponent is determined to be an enemy, as long as they have a "Way of Seeking Death," do not show mercy, otherwise, it will only bring trouble upon yourself!

Clearly, Dai Mubai slandered his innocence; the other party "already has a Way of Seeking Death"!

Oscar scratched his head and muttered in a low voice.

"Boss Xiaoyao, could it be that, just like Boss Dai thinks, Tang San really told Zhuqing about this in private?"

Noticing that Dai Mubai suspected Tang San, Oscar was smart enough not to step forward and say anything extra.

He was never a gossipy person. Last night and this morning, he hadn't had any individual contact with Zhu Zhuqing at all, let alone spoken a single word to her.

"Xiao Ao, let me teach you a principle!"

Li Xiaoyao's words drew a curious look from Oscar.

Li Xiaoyao's lips curled into a playful smile, and he continued.

"Before you have the strength, you must know how to keep a low profile!"

"Once you possess absolute power, to the point where you can announce to the entire world that you won't eat beef, then you can do whatever you want!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Oscar was rendered speechless.

As time passed, the argument between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing grew increasingly intense.

"Dai Mubai, let me tell you!"

"I, Zhu Zhuqing, do not need your hypocritical concern, and I certainly don't need your 'pity' in the form of money!"

Zhu Zhuqing let out a scoff, took a step back to create distance, her posture resolute.

"Zhuqing, enough!"

"I've already told you, that was a misunderstanding!"

"Someone was deliberately trying to sow discord in front of you!"

Dai Mubai stared fixedly at Tang San. The suspicion in his heart grew deeper, and the fury in his chest threatened to erupt, yet he forced it back down the moment he saw the resolute look in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

"Heh! A misunderstanding?"

"I think it's the truth!"

Zhu Zhuqing scoffed.

"Dai Mubai, you don't need to make excuses, and you don't need to blame others for being loose-lipped. I can see through your little schemes clearly enough myself!"

Zhu Zhuqing's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing any desire Dai Mubai had to explain himself.

"Think whatever you want."

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, his voice hoarse.

There seemed to be no point in pursuing who had leaked the information now; after all, Zhu Zhuqing's disgust was written plainly across her face.

"Regardless, everything I have done was to become stronger, so that I could defeat Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun."

"That is the one thing I have a clear conscience about, and it will never change!"

"As for those cultivation resources, if you want them, I can help find a way to resolve it. There is no need for you to be at odds with me here."

"No need."

Zhu Zhuqing turned and walked away, her back resolute.

"I will earn my own things; I won't trouble the great Young Master Dai to worry about it. Also, next time, before you suspect others, think about what you have actually done yourself!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Dai Mubai froze in place. He watched Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure, then looked at the indifferent Tang San, his heterochromatic eyes filled with rage.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It really is true that even a hero can be stumped by a single penny!"

Ma Hongjun had a sausage dangling from his mouth, chewing it with a loud smacking sound, his eyes filled with the playful amusement of someone watching a show.

"Boss Dai, you are a dignified prince of the Star Luo Empire, yet you're caught in a dilemma over a mere hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. If word of this got out, people would laugh their heads off!"

Swish—

Dai Mubai's sharp gaze shot directly toward Ma Hongjun. With his belly full of fire and nowhere to vent it, he gave a sinister smile.

"Heh! Fatty! It seems you've been getting a bit cocky lately. Why don't the two of us have a little spar?"