Ning Rongrong: If We Can't Be Sisters, Then We Are Strangers

Sensing the inferiority and anxiety surging in the depths of Ning Rongrong's eyes, Li Xiaoyao's heart sank abruptly. A sense of guilt inexplicably welled up within him; he subconsciously raised a hand to rub his nose, his gaze flickering away.

A Deity family?

How could he possibly have a Deity family with a long-standing heritage?

Those claims about his profound family background were nothing more than him using the ability of Chronos's Tenth Bullet (Yud) to read Tang San's memories and milk them for all they were worth.

The so-called Fire Phoenix, a divine beast, was merely a phantom condensed from the Phoenix God Power within the Phoenix Universe Cover. While it possessed fluctuations of divine power, it was not a true Deity, let alone something a family could command.

"Sister Rongrong, don't overthink it. No matter what my background is, you are my first woman. In my heart, you are irreplaceable; there is no such thing as being worthy or unworthy."

Li Xiaoyao gently wiped the tears from the corners of Ning Rongrong's eyes with his fingertips. His tone softened suddenly, carrying a playful tease as he pinched her soft cheeks, his eyes full of amusement.

"Sister Rongrong, if you really mind these things, it's simple: just have a few more children for me in the future!"

"When you're busy taking care of the kids, I don't believe you'll have the energy to think about such nonsense."

Having said that, without waiting for Ning Rongrong to answer, Li Xiaoyao looked at her with a mischievous smile.

Gently gripping Ning Rongrong's chin, he aimed for her cherry lips and pressed his own against them without hesitation. He sealed her emotional words between their lips and teeth, their warmth mingling in a lingering embrace.

"Mmph—"

Ning Rongrong's entire body stiffened, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson. Her eyelashes fluttered, and the sense of inferiority in her eyes quietly faded away.

She subconsciously hugged Li Xiaoyao's body, responding to this beautiful affection with passion and fervor.

"Brother Xiaoyao, meeting you is Rongrong's greatest happiness!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with a hazy, swirling light, her voice soft and sweet. She looked up at Li Xiaoyao and whispered.

"Brother Xiaoyao, sit still. Tonight, let Rongrong perform some talents for you."

Ning Rongrong caught Li Xiaoyao in a flurry of affection, followed immediately by the sound of rustling clothes.

The Overlord's Armor Removal—a spectacular dance.

On the night of the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, where does the jade beauty teach the flute?

After the performance—under Li Xiaoyao's gaze, Ning Rongrong smiled brilliantly, her eyes filled with tenderness, shyness, and joy.

As she slipped her delicate, jade-like feet into silk stockings, making her skin appear even more lustrous and smooth, Ning Rongrong took light steps. Her figure was as soft and graceful as water, and with a touch of bashfulness, she walked slowly toward Li Xiaoyao.

With a soft "pop" sound.

Without a hint of hesitation, Ning Rongrong sat decisively and precisely into his lap, her soft, fragrant body pressing close against him.

The hazy night air draped a soft, translucent veil over the couple. An ambiguous and lingering atmosphere quietly permeated the room, gently wrapping around their intertwined figures as their emotions silently heated up in the stillness.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a tavern in Star Dou Town, Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a strong, inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

"Damn it! What is going on?"

"Why would I suddenly have such an intense feeling of palpitation?"

Ma Hongjun touched his left chest, feeling a series of sharp, wrenching pains from his heart, as if something important had already left him.

Just as Ma Hongjun was about to follow the feeling to investigate—

"Clang—"

The tavern door was rudely pushed open by a group of people. Leading them was a middle-aged man, followed by seven boys and girls wearing Soul Master Academy uniforms.

Seven boys and one girl, dressed in uniform Soul Master Academy attire, were undoubtedly a team from some Soul Master Academy. A faint aura of soul power radiated from them, and their sharp eyes scanned everything in the tavern with a hint of vigilance.

"Wow! Boss Dai, Xiao Ao, Tang San, look at that girl! Her figure is really something else."

As his gaze touched the girl's fine physique, Ma Hongjun was instantly captivated by her beauty. The previous palpitation and the thought of investigating were thrown to the back of his mind, forgotten entirely.

"If I could sleep with her for one night, it would be worth losing two years of my life!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes were lecherous as he licked his lips, his gaze falling on the female student from the Soul Master Academy, scanning her wantonly with a frivolous expression.

In particular, she carried an air of both "mature woman and young wife," with charming eyes and a voluptuous, alluring figure that came with a lazy, provocative flair. It made Ma Hongjun unable to stop himself; he couldn't wait to pin this little vixen in his arms, knead her wantonly, and properly taste that intoxicating flavor.

"The lead teacher and students of Blue Sunshine Academy?"

Oscar recognized their origin at a glance.

"Her figure is indeed great, but her face is average. It looks like she's had quite a few boyfriends; I imagine her techniques are quite good, and her positions are fully developed."

Without the constraints of Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai didn't need to hide anything. He just glanced at her casually, his eyes brimming with undisguised desire, his tone frivolous and brazen, filled with profanity.

Tang San frowned, reaching out to hold down the restless Ma Hongjun beside him, and said in a low voice.

"Ma Hongjun, restrain yourself. Teacher Zhao Wuji is not in the tavern. We are out on our own, so it's not wise to stir up trouble."

"That middle-aged soul master is the lead teacher; his strength is at least higher than ours. There's no need for us to come into conflict with them."

Tang San felt a bit annoyed.

Why did he agree to Ma Hongjun and Oscar's invitation to come to the tavern to drink and resolve misunderstandings with Dai Mubai?

Facing a strong enemy, he, Tang San, had plenty of methods at his disposal.

But when it came to cleaning up after that fatso Ma Hongjun, he wasn't happy about it.

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, acted as if it were only natural—

"Hahaha! Tang San, you don't know about this, do you!"

"Dean Flender once said, those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre."

"Especially provoking people from Soul Master Academies; that's the safest bet. As long as you don't kill anyone, at most it's just a sparring match. Even if things blow up, the academy will cover for us. What the hell is there to be afraid of!"

Causing trouble was just a daily routine for Ma Hongjun.

"Hehehe! Boss Dai!"

"Since you don't have your eye on them, then this young master won't be polite?"

Ma Hongjun looked toward Dai Mubai.

"That kind of trash isn't even as good as those twin sisters in Suotuo City. I wouldn't even take them if they were given to me for free. Only a fatso like you would be so desperate."

Dai Mubai waved his hand, indicating he could do whatever he wanted.

"Boss Dai, how can we even compare?"

Ma Hongjun's small eyes darted around, searching for the right moment. He wished he could glue his eyes to the female student's chest; it was completely brazen.

Just then, as two youths from Blue Sunshine Academy passed by Tang San and the others while carrying food and drinks, a flicker of provocation flashed in the depths of Ma Hongjun's eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand and swept it out, knocking the trays and drinks right out of their hands and onto the floor, splashing soup and food all over them.

"Damn it! You fat pig, you're looking for death!"

The two of them glared in fury, their soul power erupting instantly. Soul rings appeared, and they clenched their fists as they charged toward Ma Hongjun.

The next moment, they saw—