Tang San's True Face

"Boss Dai, talk some sense into Zhu Zhuqing. Just taking one look won't kill her. Why is she throwing such a little tantrum?"

Ma Hongjun had been publicly embarrassed.

Dai Mubai hardened his heart and glared at Ma Hongjun. "Dead Fatso, how many times have I told you? Put away those pig eyes. From now on, if I catch you looking like that again, don't blame me for forgetting our brotherhood."

A brother's wife was not to be dishonored.

Outside, Xiao Wu's earlier tearful complaints to Tang San, along with Ma Hongjun's previous remarks, had all been heard by the two girls.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing seemed to believe Ye Ritian's words a little more. Judging from Tang San's earlier attitude, that man had already embarked on the Path to Death.

Before coming to Suotuo City, Zhu Zhuqing had experienced some things. The killing intent that had flashed through Tang San's eyes earlier had happened to be caught by Zhu Zhuqing.

She would likely have to redefine this "Third Brother."

Ning Rongrong frowned inwardly and took Zhu Zhuqing's small hand. The two girls arrived at the Lounge door, and the moment they opened it—

They were met by everyone's gazes, especially Ma Hongjun's. However, mindful of Dai Mubai's earlier warning, Ma Hongjun merely gave them a cursory glance before turning away with an unpleasant expression.

Who cared?

That was what he said, but Zhu Zhuqing's figure really was enticing. Ma Hongjun could still sneak a few looks...

"Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, you're back."

Seeing the two girls return, Xiao Wu hurried forward and embraced her close friends.

Ning Rongrong looked awkward and casually brushed her off. She could not help becoming more suspicious of Xiao Wu. Should she test what Ye Ritian had said and have Sword Grandpa or Bone Grandpa meet Xiao Wu?

Zhu Zhuqing looked around. Sure enough, everyone had put on entirely different faces from what the two girls had seen while eavesdropping earlier, adding a few more layers to her doubts.

Second by second, time passed. In the blink of an eye, it was the final match—the last team battle of the night, Berserk Team VS Imperial Dou Team.

As a team whose strength and popularity at Suotuo Great Soul Arena were second only to the Shrek Seven Devils, Berserk Team had more supporters than the newly arrived Imperial Dou Team.

"You're going back to the Inn? Is something wrong?"

Qin Ming was surprised. Was Ye Hao planning not to participate in the upcoming team spirit battle?

Ye Hao scratched his head sheepishly. "Teacher Qin, I'm the Ace of our Imperial Dou Team. Naturally, an Ace should be the last to take the field. Don't worry, when it's my turn, I'll definitely go on. Although Berserk Team's overall Soul Power has reached level thirty-five, their Soul Ring configuration is far inferior to ours. I believe Sister Yan, Tian Heng, and the others can handle them properly. I'll head back to the Inn first and prepare a delicious meal for everyone."

After considering it for a moment, Qin Ming agreed to Ye Hao's suggestion.

The battle was about to begin, yet Ye Hao hurried back first. They had to trust their teammates. Even without Ye Hao stepping in, they would still achieve victory.

Wearing his mask, Ye Hao took out a set of black clothes from his Soul Tool and wrapped himself up completely.

He deliberately found an unoccupied spot and looked toward the entrance of Suotuo Great Soul Arena. The unmasked Shrek Seven Devils were leaving one after another, but Tang San alone acted mysteriously, saying something to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu blushed after hearing it, then hugged Tang San before leaving with the others.

Ye Hao lay in ambush in the shadows. He intended to test the waters. Tang San had now acquired his Third Soul Ring and External Soul Bone; his strength could no longer be underestimated.

Yet what puzzled Ye Hao was that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had actually left the group voluntarily. Wasn't the direction they had gone the same direction Tang San had taken?

Could it be... This was bad!

Ye Hao followed after them. Clad in a Black Robe, he completely merged with the night.

Asphalt Drizzle began to fall from the sky, and a layer of mist filled the air. Ye Hao tracked them into an alley and glanced at the corpses scattered across the ground. After checking them, he was relieved. These people had merely been knocked unconscious; their pulses were still there.

However, judging by their attire, weren't they the team that had fought the Shrek Seven Devils earlier?

"Two-faced Guy."

Ye Hao cursed, then continued chasing after them. He had a feeling something bad was about to happen.

At the end of the alley, Tang San had removed his disguise and held a Silver Gleaming Dagger. Rain fell mercilessly upon the dagger, only to be split in two.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"

The man clutched his chest, which was covered in blood. Wasn't he the Soul Master who had mocked Xiao Wu earlier?

Sure enough, anyone who harmed Xiao Wu was basically dealt with by Tang San.

Tang San's face was livid, and dense killing intent radiated from his body.

"You shouldn't have hurt Xiao Wu. Anyone who hurts Xiao Wu, all of you deserve to die."

The man was stunned. "Xiao Wu? Who is Xiao Wu?"

Suddenly, the man stared at Tang San as he approached step by step. "You... you're one of the Shrek Seven Devils..."

Tang San's figure flashed, murderous intent appearing on his face. At this point, only by killing this man could he ensure his secret remained undiscovered. Otherwise, the resulting public outcry would be enough to bury Shrek Academy completely, and he himself would become a target of public condemnation!

Tang San hardened his heart, tightly gripped the dagger in his hand, and hurled it straight ahead.

Just as Zhu Zhuqing, hidden in the shadows, was about to intervene, a mysterious Shadow silently appeared. The dagger Tang San had thrown was caught by the mysterious Shadow, who gave it a gentle squeeze and crushed it to powder.

"Two-faced? Tang San, you really are that kind of person."

The Shadow spoke in a hoarse voice.

Tang San frowned. "Who are you? Why do you call me two-faced?"

This man has embarked on the Path to Death! He cannot be allowed to live!

The Black Robe-clad man glanced at Tang San, then looked behind him. "Hurry up and leave this place."

Killing intent surged wildly in Tang San's heart. No one could stop him. "None of you are getting away today!"

Tang San roared. Three great Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet, and the First Soul Ring instantly lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement."

Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground, densely covering the entire street. It was clear he intended to erase both of them here.

Ye Hao did not care. He understood Tang San far too well. What difficulty could mere Blue Silver Grass Entanglement pose?

The Black Robe-clad Ye Hao swiftly dodged aside. The concealed right hand flashed with black light, and in an instant, the incoming Blue Silver Grass was severed one after another, scattering across the ground.

"Tang San, you're being far too petty. That person merely made a gesture at that Rabbit during the spirit battle, and you want to put him to death? What kind of logic is that?"

Ye Hao's hatred for Tang San had reached its peak.

"You have your rules, and I have my reasons. None of you are leaving today!"

Tang San roared, and the Blue Silver Grass in his palm activated once more...