Douluo: Poisonous Tongue, Loves Telling the Truth

"It's no trouble. It was Rongrong who asked me to come, so if you want to thank someone, thank her."

As he spoke, Chen Xin did not forget to push the young girl behind him to the front.

Xia Ran did not put on airs and offered his thanks to Ning Rongrong as well.

"Thank you."

This scene caught Ning Rongrong by surprise. The guy who usually gave her the cold shoulder all day long was actually thanking her, which stirred an inexplicable sense of excitement in her heart.

A smile bloomed on her delicate little face, making her look incredibly playful and cute.

"Hehe, if you want to thank me, just make me more delicious food."

Seeing this, Chen Xin felt a slight twinge of jealousy.

The little princess he had raised himself seemed to have truly taken a liking to someone else.

Ever since they were in the lounge earlier, Ning Rongrong had been talking to Chen Xin about Xia Ran non-stop.

This was the first time he had ever seen his little princess praise someone so highly.

"Little friend, would you be interested in having a chat with an old man like me?"

"Senior, you jest. Let's head to the lounge then."

Facing such a polite invitation from a Title Douluo, Xia Ran felt somewhat restrained.

In his heart, he told himself that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was nothing special and imagined how he would surpass them once he grew stronger.

But when truly facing Chen Xin, it was a completely different feeling.

He could sense that Chen Xin's strength was even greater than that of Tang Hao.

The three returned to the lounge, where the matches for Tang San and the others were beginning.

Because Ning Rongrong was a support spirit master, she hadn't signed up for the one-on-one matches, so she had to wait in the lounge for Zhu Zhuqing to finish before heading to the two-on-two battles.

Inside the private room, Chen Xin was the first to speak.

"Rongrong, go out and walk around for a bit. I have some things to discuss with your good classmate."

Chapter 15: Annihilation Eye

Upon hearing that she was being asked to leave, Ning Rongrong pouted, looking quite displeased.

She had wanted to use Chen Xin's presence as an excuse to watch Xia Ran get flustered a few more times.

"What could there possibly be that I'm not allowed to hear!"

"Be a good girl, Rongrong. I snuck out this time, so I can't stay here for too long."

Chen Xin's meaning was clear: he was telling her not to throw a tantrum.

"Hmph, fine, I won't listen then."

Ning Rongrong stomped her feet reluctantly, shot a glare at Xia Ran, and turned to push open the door.

The door was slammed shut, leaving only Chen Xin and Xia Ran in the room, the air growing deathly quiet.

With the other party not speaking, Xia Ran didn't dare to make a sound. He remembered well that these sects on the Douluo Continent were most fond of snuffing out geniuses.

It wasn't that he was being self-deprecating; among Ning Rongrong's peers, he was undoubtedly the strongest combatant. It wouldn't be strange if Chen Xin truly harbored ill intentions.

"Are you not curious about my identity?"

The heavy silence was broken, and Chen Xin had indeed adopted a cold, indifferent demeanor.

Xia Ran could only maintain a respectful attitude, hoping that because of his connection to Ning Rongrong, Chen Xin wouldn't resort to violence immediately.

"I dare not ask, Senior!"

Chen Xin looked toward the screen, where the match between Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing was taking place.

"Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"Tang San!"

Seeming unsatisfied with Xia Ran's answer, Chen Xin didn't speak further, instead fixing him with a sharp, piercing gaze.

Seeing this, Xia Ran had no choice but to explain.

"A control-type spirit master counters an agility-attack-type spirit master. Furthermore, Tang San's spirit power is higher than Zhu Zhuqing's. This battle has almost no suspense."

After these words, Chen Xin looked at Xia Ran with a thoughtful expression.

"And what about you?"

Xia Ran suddenly felt a sense of unease; he knew none of these old guys were good people.

"I am the Sword Douluo, Chen Xin. I have heard about your situation from Rongrong. Little friend, would you be interested in joining my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"When that time comes, the sect will pour a massive amount of resources into you. I guarantee you will become a Title Douluo before the age of thirty-five."

Chen Xin no longer hid his intentions, laying his goal out plainly while also dangling a massive carrot in front of Xia Ran.

"Senior, I..."

"Do not be in such a hurry to refuse. Young people are reckless and often only see what is right in front of them. You can take some time to consider it before giving me your answer."

Just as they were speaking, Zhu Zhuqing was indeed defeated, not even lasting three rounds against Tang San.

Xia Ran wanted to say something more, but when he turned around, Chen Xin was already gone.

"Sigh!"

He let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair, his gaze losing focus as his eyes turned vacant.

He felt a stifling sensation in his heart.

This feeling of being threatened... was it truly necessary to pledge allegiance to a faction?

While he was deep in thought, Zhu Zhuqing returned to the lounge. She cast a meaningful glance at Xia Ran before sitting alone in a corner, saying nothing.

Xia Ran did not know that his single battle had completely altered the trajectory of the original plot.

With all the matches concluded, everyone gathered in the lounge, preparing to return to Shrek Academy.

Just then, Ma Hongjun suddenly darted out, hooking his arm around Dai Mubai's shoulder with a wicked grin.

"Boss Dai, let's go!"

"I heard the shop just got a new girl with an incredibly hot figure, and she's... you know!"

The fat on his face squeezed Ma Hongjun's eyes into slits, yet the lewdness in his gaze was still clearly visible.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not going to a place like that!"

Dai Mubai looked nervous, as if he were desperate to clarify something.

However, this expression looked very confusing to Ma Hongjun.

"Huh? What are you saying, Boss Dai? Are you sick?"

As he spoke, Ma Hongjun reached out to touch his forehead with the back of his hand.

Dai Mubai impatiently swatted his hand away.

"If you want to go, go yourself. Get lost!"

"Tch! What's gotten into you?"

He then walked away from the crowd toward the city, looking puzzled.

Xiao Wu, who had previously had a misunderstanding with Ma Hongjun, naturally knew what kind of place he was heading to.

She also knew that Dai Mubai was no saint, but for some reason, he had suddenly changed his ways today.

She turned and hugged Tang San's arm, looking smug.

"Our San is still the best. Stay away from them in the future, don't let them lead you astray."

Tang San glanced at Dai Mubai's awkward expression and then gave Xiao Wu a reassuring look.

"Don't worry!"

The atmosphere seemed cheerful, but undercurrents were surging.

Zhu Zhuqing was the first to break away from the crowd, heading straight toward the academy, casting a look of disdain at Dai Mubai.

"Disgusting!"

Those two short words hit Dai Mubai's ears, causing his face to flush red.

Ever since he learned of Zhu Zhuqing's identity, Dai Mubai had been suppressing himself.

"Zhu Zhuqing! You stop right there!"

He raised his right hand, and a fierce white light flickered in his palm.

Dai Mubai felt guilty and didn't dare to give Zhu Zhuqing a hard time, but his long-standing arrogant and domineering personality made it impossible for him to tolerate this any longer.

"Still want to fight?"

A trace of disdain flashed once more in Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes.

[Zhu Zhuqing's aversion toward Dai Mubai: 100%]

[Task complete: Reward host with second Martial Soul—Annihilation Eye]

As the system notification faded, a tyrannical aura slowly awakened within Xia Ran's body.

It startled Xia Ran, who had been lost in thought. He hurriedly activated Martial Soul Avatar and used Shadow Escape to slip away from the crowd.

The commotion drew everyone's attention, and the white light in Dai Mubai's hand dissipated.

Ning Rongrong looked a bit bewildered; why had this guy suddenly run off?

"What did he go do?"

Tang San was speechless.

"Who knows!"

"Then do we need to wait for him to come back?"

"He's not a child who doesn't know the way. If you like waiting, you can wait."