Caged Rabbit! An Irresistible Condition

Madam Ye looked at her son's expression, feeling both exasperated and amused.

She lightly smacked the back of Su Ling's head, annoyed that he dared to look down on someone.

After all, Ning Rongrong was the beloved little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the personal disciple of Light Feather Douluo from the Worship Hall.

With her outstanding talent and stunning beauty, she was the dream girl of countless young talents.

Compared to Su Ling, a pampered young master with only level three Innate Soul Power, a trash Martial Soul, and a lack of education, the difference was like that between heaven and earth.

"You brat, who are you putting on that face for? You actually have the nerve to look down on her?"

Madam Ye scolded in a low voice, secretly pinching Su Ling's arm.

Su Ling didn't reply. He merely turned his head to meet the almost tangible malice in Tang San's and Dai Mubai's eyes, nodding inwardly with satisfaction.

Excellent, I've gathered enough hatred.

Now, all he needed to do was fail in his attempt to win her over, wait for his character to blacken, and then smoothly "wrap up the scene."

Ning Rongrong met Su Ling's golden eyes, which were filled with disdain, and felt an inexplicable pang in her heart.

She bit her lower lip, then let out a haughty snort, lifting her chin proudly. "Hey, what's with that look? The people who chase me are endless, stretching from the Heaven Dou Empire all the way to the Star Dou Great Forest!"

"You, with only level three Innate Soul Power and a trash Martial Soul, how dare you look down on me?"

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward, and Madam Ye's expression darkened slightly.

No matter how poor her son's talent was, he was still her precious child whom she had raised with great care. How could she allow others to insult him like this?

Su Ling, however, suddenly smiled, as if he could hear a "ding" notification from the task progress in his mind.

He leaned back lazily into the sofa, tapping the armrest idly with his fingertips. "Miss Ning is right. I, Su Ling, am indeed not worthy of a heavenly prodigy like you."

He paused, his eyes suddenly darkening, a dangerous glint flashing through them. "But the women I, Su Ling, want, I've never failed to get. If I truly can't have her..."

His voice lowered, laced with a chilling amusement. "Then I'll destroy her with my own hands."

Not a trace of genuine affection, but the obsession is perfectly portrayed, the System couldn't help but complain in his mind.

"If I'm willing to destroy her to have her, what else could this be if not love?"

Su Ling retorted in his mind, a playful curve on his lips.

After being a "little piece of trash" for so many lifetimes, this was the first time he had acted with such gusto.

System: Erm... I think you wanting her is fake, and you just want to destroy her is real, right? ...Fine, it can still motivate the heroine and fit the plot.

"What do you want?!" Tang San instantly flashed in front of Ning Rongrong, his eyes sharp with cold light.

Even Flender and Yu Xiaogang's smiles froze completely. They had never expected Su Ling to suddenly utter such terrifying words.

Madam Ye sighed helplessly, "Xiao Ling..."

Su Ling raised an eyebrow. "Hm?"

"This isn't how you chase a girl."

Madam Ye rubbed her forehead. This child was learning all the wrong things. "If your father had spoken to me like this back then, the grass on his grave would be three meters high by now."

Su Ling pouted dismissively and shrugged.

He wasn't actually planning to pursue Ning Rongrong. He just wanted an excuse for his character to blacken.

After all, at a time when Gu Yuena could appear and attack at any moment, sticking to the original plot would likely mean he wouldn't even know how he died.

"Ahem... Madam Ye, it's getting late. We should be going."

Flender, sensing the wrong atmosphere, quickly tried to smooth things over, while secretly giving Yu Xiaogang a meaningful look.

"Regarding that investment, please reconsider. Our Shrek Academy truly needs this funding..."

Yu Xiaogang understood and stepped forward. "Young Master Su is intelligent and talented. Perhaps he just needs a slight adjustment in his cultivation methods. If you are willing, as an honorary elder of the Martial Soul Hall and the foremost authority on Martial Soul theory, I might be able to help him find a more suitable cultivation path."

After speaking, Yu Xiaogang and Flender walked towards the door, with the rest of the Shrek group following suit.

As Ning Rongrong left, she couldn't help but glance back at Su Ling, only to see him lazily waving in her direction.

She glared back indignantly, but suddenly noticed her good friend Xiao Wu had already started walking towards Su Ling.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?" Tang San quickly grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist, his voice laced with a hint of barely concealed panic.

"Rabbit, I didn't say you could leave."

Su Ling looked at Xiao Wu with a half-smile, his innocent-looking face housing a pair of cold, snake-like eyes. "You don't want that incident to be known by everyone, do you?"

Xiao Wu's pupils contracted sharply, her pink rabbit ears trembling uneasily.

"Third Brother... please don't interfere anymore."

She broke free from Tang San's hand, her voice so soft it was barely audible. "Don't you like Rongrong? Go chase her..."

Without daring to look at Tang San's expression, she lowered her head and quickly walked towards Su Ling.

An unprecedented rage surged in Tang San's eyes. He stared intently at Su Ling, his killing intent almost palpable.

"Su Ling, you'd better explain yourself clearly." Tang San's voice was chillingly cold, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul faintly appearing in his palm.

"Tang San, could you please see who is actually in the disadvantageous position right now?"

Su Ling lounged lazily on the leather sofa, his golden pupils gradually turning blood red, an oppressive aura emanating from him.

"Don't you see your teacher is already bowing his head and slinking away? This is the Su Family's place, not your dilapidated Shrek Academy."

At the same time, the Dark Guards surrounding them all locked onto the Shrek group, a silent pressure spreading. If they made the slightest move, they would strike immediately.

The atmosphere in the entire hall instantly dropped to freezing point, the air seeming to solidify.

Ye Wanqing sighed, but she no longer wanted to intervene.

She gracefully stood up and gently patted Su Ling's shoulder, "Xiao Ling, be good to that girl."

With that, she turned and left the hall, an indescribable sadness in her heart.

She knew Su Ling was wrong, but she couldn't bear to scold him.

This child, due to his Martial Soul mutation, had been treated as an outcast by the family since childhood and had endured endless humiliation.

His current perverse and stubborn nature was, in the end, a result of being forced into a corner.

With Ye Wanqing's departure, it meant that all the Su Family's Dark Guards were now taking orders solely from Su Ling.

Under the oppressive aura of Old Mo, a Soul Douluo, the Shrek group found it difficult even to breathe.

"Old Mo, show them out," Su Ling calmly ordered, then took Xiao Wu's hand and turned to leave, not glancing back.

Xiao Wu's wrist was gripped so tightly it hurt, but she didn't dare to struggle, only lowering her head and following silently.

Su Ling took Xiao Wu back to their room. Along the way, he caught a glimpse of his mother's complex gaze, but he merely nodded slightly before closing the door.