Douluo: Ruo Tuo Save Me

Tang San even teased him about it. "Zhao Yun, why have you been working so hard lately?"

After hearing that, Zhao Yun became even more frightened, all right? He did not dare tell the truth. Tang San's words—this person has...

He could only say against his conscience:

"I need to cultivate properly and help Third Brother avenge himself!"

After hearing this, an eerie smile actually appeared on Tang San's gloomy face. At least, that was how Zhao Yun saw it.

When someone feared, loathed, or hated a certain thing or person, no matter how that thing or person behaved, those emotions would be amplified... And it was not limited to negative emotions. Feelings like affection and love worked the same way.

Zhao Yun was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to change dormitories. If he really said it, Tang San would probably add him to the path of death...

Zhao Yun: I'm scared! Please... vote...

Over the past two days, Zhu Zhuqing had been taking Zhong Li around Suotuo City every day. They ate Grilled Fish and snacks, appraised antiques...

As for that Soul Bone, she had not absorbed it yet. She wanted to wait until after obtaining her third Soul Ring.

Flender had taken Oscar to obtain his third Soul Ring, so he had given them a few days off.

"Zhong Li, you're here. Come, try these shumai your teacher made."

The moment Zhong Li entered the cafeteria, he heard Shao Xin calling him.

Li Yusong and Lu Qibin were also very welcoming. They were truly satisfied with this student.

He was gifted, handsome, highly cultivated, worldly, and courteous... Most importantly, he respected his teachers and valued tradition.

"Thank you, Teacher. Please eat first. I can get it myself."

Although he had come to Shrek Academy to idle away his days and pad the word count.

He still had to show teachers the proper respect.

Besides, the academy's teachers truly treated him well.

Zhao Wuji had gone to Nuoding City and had not returned yet. Flender had taken Oscar to obtain his third Soul Ring and still had not come back.

After what had just happened with Tang San, Flender did not dare take the students out for the time being.

"No need to thank me, no need to thank me. It's only two shumai. What's the big deal?"

Shao Xin said with a smile, waving his hand.

Ever since Zhong Li arrived, he had been happier than he had been over the past decade or so.

Even his Soul Power, which had not broken through in more than ten years, had advanced to level 72.

As a Food System Soul Saint, student evaluations and ingredients had become knots in his heart!

But after Zhong Li arrived, everything changed...

Food System Soul Saints were exceedingly rare. Even the Zhong Family, a clan with a legacy spanning thousands of years, currently had only one Food System Soul Fighting Douluo, whose Soul Power had only reached around level 83.

When the three members of the Zhong Family first learned that Shao Xin was a Food System Soul Saint, they had nearly wanted to tie him up and bring him back...

For some reason, no Food System Title Douluo had appeared on the continent in thousands of years. If one had, the Food God's inheritance might not have waited for Oscar...

"Thank you for the trouble, Teacher!"

As usual, Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the cafeteria very early. She brought Zhong Li the porridge she had served for him. This time, she did not run away, instead looking at Zhong Li with a faint blush on her face.

Shao Xin and the other two had lived for many years and were all shrewd old hands. They smiled as they watched without saying anything, continuing to eat breakfast.

Over the past few days, Zhu Zhuqing had accompanied him around Suotuo City every day, shopping, eating, buying antiques... and even helping him get meals. No matter how dense Zhong Li was, he understood what Zhu Zhuqing meant.

Forget it. I'll take it one step at a time. Who can say what the future holds?

Just as he had said before, he would let fate take its course.

I am a cheat who crossed the heavens and sailed over the sea of stars. Who knows, maybe I'll run off again someday...

"Thank you, Zhuqing."

He still had to say thank you. The arrogant one was Morax; he, Zhong Li, was merely a "useless member of society."

"N-No need to thank me."

The sour stench of romance was beyond the imagination of single dogs.

"Oh, Zhong Li, Zhu Zhuqing, you're here so early! What are you two doing?"

At that moment, Ma Hongjun arrived at the cafeteria. He was already full the moment he reached the entrance. These two had actually come to the cafeteria to flaunt their affection!

Having just broken up with Cuihua, he could not bear such a blow!

On this continent, what right or wrong was there? ### The road was a rustic country path, decorated with no more than two or three wildflowers and a few unevenly arranged trees. As for the weeds, passersby only noticed the flowers and the larger trees.

A man and a woman walked along this small path. The man was handsome and elegant in manner. A confident smile always hung at the corner of his lips, giving people an indescribable, inexplicable, inexpressible sense of security.

The woman had a slender figure, so curvaceous that she could not see her toes when looking down, a rare beauty in this world...

The two walked side by side without speaking. Yet somehow, they looked perfectly matched.

The woman reached out, wanting to hold the man's hand. She succeeded. She truly held his hand.

A trace of astonishment appeared on her delicate face, followed by an even stronger sense of sweetness.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was actually so bold, Zhong Li did not refuse. He would think about the future later. Even if he truly crossed the heavens again someday...

"Clip-clop, clip-clop... Whoa~"

A carriage heading toward Suotuo City stopped not far from them.

As Zhong Li and Zhu Zhuqing walked, they had unknowingly reached Suotuo City's "official road."

"Oh? Where did this pretty little lady come from?"

A young man in white stepped down from the carriage. His appearance was not bad, with sword-like brows, sharp eyes, and a high nose bridge. He spoke in a frivolous tone.

Zhong Li: ...

You finally came!

Do you know how painfully I've waited for you?

The legendary cliché plot!

Zhong Li's expression did not change as he held Zhu Zhuqing's hand and walked toward the man.

The young man in white watched Zhong Li approach, somewhat confused. What was he trying to do?

Earlier, while still in the carriage, he had caught a fleeting glimpse of Zhu Zhuqing's—cough, cough—face.

He had been utterly stunned. Such a woman should exist only in heaven; how many times could one encounter such beauty in the mortal world?

Filled with admiration, he had immediately ordered the carriage to stop.

Love, in its earliest form, was nothing more than lust at first sight. Where was this so-called love at first sight?

"Do you want to get straight to the point, or follow the process?"

Zhong Li asked as he walked up to the young man in white.

The young man was puzzled. What did that mean?

Wait, why were you smiling? I was...

Slap

Before he could even finish thinking, Zhong Li gave him a resounding slap across the face.

The young man felt as if he were soaring through clouds and mist. It was quite exhilarating, except for the dizziness.

His body spun 720 degrees through the air before he landed face-first on the ground.

"Young Master!"

Seeing this, the coachman hurried over and helped the young man in white, who was still dazed, to his feet.

"Y-You actually dared to hit my young master!"

The coachman looked to be a middle-aged man around forty.

He was dressed splendidly. If he had not been driving the carriage, one might have mistaken him for some nobleman.

Yet now, he pointed at Zhong Li and Zhu Zhuqing, his furious appearance rather amusing.

"Your master has not spoken, yet you, the servant, spoke first. That does not accord with proper etiquette."

Zhong Li said unhurriedly to the coachman.

The coachman thought about it and felt that made sense.

But when he looked at his young master, the man was unconscious. How was he supposed to speak?

Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth with the hand that was not holding Zhong Li's, trying to keep from losing her composure.

"You know who my young master is? How dare you lay hands on him!"

The coachman roared impotently. He was also a Spirit Master, though only a Spirit Master.

He did not dare attack Zhong Li and Zhu Zhuqing directly. The two did not look like ordinary people.

"Then do you know who we are?"

Rather than getting angry, Zhong Li asked in return.

This coachman was quite interesting. He had displayed the aura of a lackey throwing his weight around with his master's power to perfection. He could be considered a talent.

"N-No, I don't."

Hearing Zhong Li's words, the coachman thought that they had offended some great figure this time.

He even began stammering.

His imposing manner vanished without a trace in an instant, arriving quickly and disappearing even faster.

After hearing the coachman say he did not know, Zhong Li took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and slowly walked toward the master and servant.

Slap

Slap

Even the still-dazed young man in white received another slap.

As the coachman was slapped, he actually heard Zhong Li say:

"Hmph, it's good that you don't know. Hahaha..."

Before losing consciousness, the coachman wore an indignant expression, as though he could not die in peace.

After the two fainted, Zhong Li and Zhu Zhuqing continued toward Suotuo City.

"Zhuqing, do you know why I let them go?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head and answered gently:

"I don't know, but I know you must have had some deeper reason for doing this."

"..."

Why did those words sound so familiar?

"That man was loose-tongued, but his crime did not warrant death. A lesson was enough. If he still refused to let it go, then anything would be acceptable."

What right or wrong existed in this world? The strong could do as they pleased, but there had to be a ruler in their hearts to measure themselves.

Otherwise, the world would not be far from destruction.

"Besides, they do not even know who beat them. Hehehe."

"Hehehe."

Zhu Zhuqing was being led astray by Zhong Li.

That was fine too. Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.

When they entered Suotuo City, nothing was different from usual.

Not long after Zhong Li and Zhu Zhuqing left, the young man in white lying beside the carriage woke up.