Whose Person Are You?

Dugu Yan comforted Yu Tianheng while fixing a fierce glare upon Lin Yan.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"I have noted this grudge. If you have the guts, wait for me at the hotel in three days."

She was venting her fury in the only way she could right now.

However, this approach only caused Ning Rongrong to knit her brows in clear dissatisfaction.

Lin Yan said nothing more to this; given Dugu Yan's personality, she would certainly deliver the message, and he could simply wait for Dugu Bo to come himself.

With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as his backing, he was not worried about the other party taking direct action.

He simply turned around and led the others away from the vicinity of the Soul Fighting Arena.

After Lin Yan left, Qin Ming and Yu Xugang rushed over, but the scene did not calm down with the departure of the main characters; instead, it grew even more chaotic.

Evening.

Because Shrek Academy had been participating in group soul fights every day recently, Flender had taken everyone to stay at a nearby hotel for a few days.

Naturally, they had to pay for their own rooms.

The evening breeze blew gently, passing through the hotel corridor window and lifting Xiao Wu's hair.

The young girl had been waiting at Lin Yan's door for a long time. She wanted to ask clearly about what happened yesterday—why Lin Yan had specifically asked Zhu Zhuqing to tell her that people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had arrived.

However, even after preparing herself mentally for a long while, she still could not muster the courage.

She was afraid that Lin Yan's reason was truly that one...

Chaotic thoughts flooded her mind, causing her palms to break out in a cold sweat. The intense anxiety and panic made the girl look deathly pale.

Just then, a male voice suddenly intruded upon her ears at an inopportune moment.

"Xiao Wu? Why are you at Lin Yan's door? I've been looking for you for ages and couldn't find a trace of you."

Xiao Wu looked up to find that the person was none other than Tang San. Looking at that familiar yet somehow strange face, her first reaction was a sense of guilt, followed by an even deeper sense of panic.

She stammered in reply.

"I... I wanted to find Ning Rongrong."

"I see." Tang San breathed a slight sigh of relief. Since Ning Rongrong lived in the same room as Lin Yan, he had feared Xiao Wu was there to see Lin Yan.

As the heavy stone in his heart fell, the gloom in Tang San's eyes gradually dissipated.

"I noticed your complexion looked terrible all day, so I specifically bought some medicinal herbs and brewed a bowl of ginseng soup for you. Drink it while it's hot."

As he spoke, Tang San held out a porcelain bowl toward Xiao Wu.

Only then did Xiao Wu realize that Tang San had been holding something the entire time he was talking to her.

Her expression became even more awkward. The guilt she felt toward Tang San made her feel torn—taking it felt wrong, and refusing it felt wrong. She stood there without reacting for a long time while Tang San held the bowl out.

Just then, Lin Yan, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing happened to be walking back from dinner.

"Lin Yan..."

Xiao Wu looked up and saw Lin Yan walking over slowly with Ning Rongrong clinging to his arm. She offered a greeting before burying her head again.

Anyone could see that there was something she was struggling to say.

Lin Yan nodded.

"What is it?"

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, then glanced out of the corner of her eye at Tang San and the other two women. In the end, she still couldn't bring herself to ask the question.

Lin Yan suddenly spoke up, "Don't overthink it. There's nothing going on for now."

With that, he didn't ask anything else, nor did he even glance at Tang San, and led the two women into the room.

Zhu Zhuqing seemed a bit resistant during the process, but Ning Rongrong's enthusiastic invitation served as the perfect cover, and just like that, the three of them returned to the room together.

Click.

The door closed, leaving only Tang San and Xiao Wu in the corridor.

Tang San had already sensed something from Xiao Wu's earlier expression. Having lived two lifetimes, how could he not see that Xiao Wu had wanted to say something but held back because others were present?

But didn't Xiao Wu just say she was looking for Ning Rongrong? Was Xiao Wu lying to him? Why? Did Xiao Wu like Lin Yan too?

Impossible! What was so good about that guy Lin Yan? He had lived with Xiao Wu for six years.

"I'm heading back to my room."

As he pondered, Xiao Wu left him with those words and turned to walk back to her own room.

Click.

Another crisp sound of a door closing pulled Tang San's thoughts back to reality.

He looked at the ginseng soup in his hand, which was gradually cooling, and felt, for no reason, as if a piece of his heart were missing.

On the other side.

Inside the room, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had already changed into their pajamas, the two girls curling up obediently in Lin Yan's arms, one on each side.

Lin Yan leaned back against the bedside cabinet, his large hands roaming incessantly, comparing every inch of the two women's skin to see exactly how they differed.

Occasionally, his hands would traverse peaks and flowing streams, eliciting varying degrees of soft moans in his ears, not the least bit subtle...

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly asked with curiosity.

"What kind of riddle were you and Xiao Wu playing earlier? Was there something you couldn't say to our faces?"

Ever since Lin Yan had sent her to Suotuo City to find Xiao Wu yesterday, Zhu Zhuqing had been harboring doubts, and after what just happened, she couldn't help but wonder what was really going on.

Lin Yan did not answer her directly, "Everyone has their own secrets."

Immediately after, Ning Rongrong asked as well.

"Then why did you say that to Dugu Yan after the match ended? Do you like her?"

Lin Yan chuckled, wrapping his arms around the young girl's waist and pecking her thin lips lightly.

"I like you!"

However, Ning Rongrong was not buying it; she pouted her small mouth, feigning anger.

"Cut it out! Her grandfather is a Title Douluo; what are you trying to do by using the banner of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

As soon as these words left her lips, Lin Yan's expression froze.

His hands, which had been wandering continuously, came to a halt, and even Zhu Zhuqing realized the gravity of that statement.

The air went silent for a fleeting moment.

Following that, the smile on Lin Yan's face gradually solidified.

Ning Rongrong realized something was wrong, but it was already too late. Just as she wanted to say something, Lin Yan spoke first.

"Zhuqing, tell me, whose person are you now?"

Zhu Zhuqing knew Lin Yan was angry and answered with utmost seriousness.

"Yours, of course!"

Lin Yan continued to ask, "Do you still want to return to the Star Luo Empire? Tell me your true thoughts."

As soon as this question arose, before Zhu Zhuqing could even answer, Ning Rongrong's body tensed up, her expression gradually becoming apprehensive.

Soon, Zhu Zhuqing spoke slowly.

"I... to be honest, I don't really want to go back anymore."

"There is no one there worth my concern. I only want to be by your side in the future, just like yesterday and today..."

The young girl's answer was not brief.

Because only in this way could she prove that she had given it careful consideration.

Only in this way could she show how much she valued Lin Yan.

Yet, even though the answer was perfect, Lin Yan's expression did not improve, because the target of this question was Ning Rongrong.

He turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong.

"Do you think I shouldn't use the identity of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect son-in-law? Or do you think I will bring trouble to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"