Today's Young People Really Know How to Have Fun

Zhu Zhuqing widened her eyes, looked down at her own chest, and then shifted her gaze toward Du Hao.

Immediately after, she let out a cry!

She crouched down right where she stood...

"You, you shameless!" Zhu Zhuqing, wincing in pain, had never imagined she would suffer such a heavy blow today...

It was truly a heart-wrenching pain in the literal sense.

Du Hao, finally realizing what had happened, grew anxious the moment he saw Zhu Zhuqing crouching on the ground with her arms wrapped around her chest.

"Are you okay?"

He had wondered how that black option could be without a trap; so the first two were just distractions, right?

To pull this kind of stunt on him—wasn't this just asking for his life?

Flender, who had been patrolling the surroundings, heard the commotion and rushed over immediately.

The first thing he saw upon returning was Du Hao anxiously trying to coax Zhu Zhuqing.

It seemed that something incredible had happened while he was away.

"What is going on with you two?" Flender relaxed once he sensed there was no danger.

He looked at the two of them with a strange expression.

At this moment, Du Hao had no time to deal with Flender's questions; his only focus was on coaxing the little kitten before him.

That slap just now had been delivered with full force...

"You..." Zhu Zhuqing, crouching on the ground, raised her head and glared at Du Hao with murderous intent, saying gloomily, "You did that on purpose, didn't you? You just had to hit that specific spot."

"I really didn't mean to!" Du Hao waved his hands frantically, speaking in a panic.

Who could have guessed it would be such a coincidence?

He knew that back when Zhu Zhuqing used to play the role of a maid, they had shared some small jokes. Those jokes had been ways to strengthen their bond.

But this time... things had likely blown out of proportion.

Flender, standing not far away, looked at the two of them in bewilderment.

"What are these two brats doing now?" He didn't understand, but he chose to respect their privacy. He didn't step forward to interrupt, simply standing at a reasonable distance to watch.

After a long while.

Feeling the pain subside significantly, Zhu Zhuqing slowly stood up, though her hands remained tightly clutched over her chest.

She raised her head, suddenly staring into Du Hao's eyes with a gentle expression: "A-Hao... no, I should call you Little Master, can you tell me why you did that?"

"Zhuqing, don't be like this... I'm scared." Du Hao grinned and took a step back.

He had never seen Zhu Zhuqing look like this; although her eyes were smiling, it felt as if she were staring at prey, ready to devour him.

A smile remained on the corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth, but she whispered softly: "First Soul Skill, Nether Shadow Strike..."

"There's no need to use a soul skill!" Just as he prepared to beg for mercy, Zhu Zhuqing vanished from before his eyes.

Du Hao didn't dare to be careless now and immediately activated his own first soul skill.

"First Soul Skill, Best Partner, Emerald Green Onion!" As the incantation was recited, an Emerald Green Onion suddenly appeared in Du Hao's hand.

While staying vigilant, he took a bite of the Emerald Green Onion to apply a buff to himself.

All attributes increased by 12%.

Looking at the bitten onion, Du Hao immediately reinforced it with soul power to prevent it from snapping when he was inevitably beaten by the furious Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing! I really didn't mean it.

If it really comes to it, how about I let you slap me back? Can we not use soul skills? I really can't handle that!" Du Hao was still putting up a final resistance.

If he could resolve this with just his silver tongue, it would be a happy ending for everyone; there was no harm in trying.

The atmosphere remained tense for a long time.

A cold, clear voice drifted over: "Do you dare to do this again next time?"

"I won't, I won't," Du Hao said hurriedly.

Just kidding—his favorability wasn't maxed out yet, so he definitely wouldn't do it a second time.

Although it felt good, the aftermath was a crematorium.

If he ever flipped his car, he might be hacked into 108 pieces by Zhu Zhuqing, leaving not even his bones behind.

Others might not be capable of such a thing, but Zhu Zhuqing was a different story.

After all, the ice-cold goddess was the most prone to becoming a yandere... for the depth of love is the depth of hate.

"Say you're sorry." Zhu Zhuqing, having dropped her stealth, stood before Du Hao, still with her arms crossed.

She looked at Du Hao with cold eyes.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Realizing that Zhu Zhuqing had revealed herself, Du Hao immediately approached her, holding the bitten onion.

"I really know I was wrong." As he spoke, he even handed over the onion he had originally intended to use as a weapon.

"Come now, calm down," he said with a sincere tone.

"Hmph, I'm not eating it." Turning her head away, Zhu Zhuqing walked toward Flender.

Clearly, she still held a bit of resentment in her heart.

Yet, the ignored Du Hao continued to follow behind her: "Zhuqing, Zhuzhu, Qingqing~"

Hearing the commotion behind her, the corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth, walking in front, curled up slightly.

At the exit of the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Can you two stop being so lovey-dovey?" Flender, who had just found a carriage and paid the fare, saw the two of them still clinging to each other the moment he returned.

"Weren't you two just arguing quite happily a moment ago? How are you stuck together again after such a short time?"

To be honest, Flender was truly speechless. They were so young, yet they already knew how to feed dog food to adults; what was wrong with the youngsters these days?

Had he, Flender, failed to keep up with the changing times?

"Principal Flender, you can't say that about us. We are childhood sweethearts, after all." As he spoke, Du Hao puffed out his chest righteously.

"Besides, it was just a misunderstanding earlier, right, Zhuqing?" He nudged the young girl's arm with his finger as he spoke.

Her cold, clear eyes merely cast a faint glance in this direction.

She chose to ignore him entirely, returning to savoring the candied hawthorn in her hand, showing no intention of paying him any mind.

As for where the candied hawthorn in her hand came from?

That was, of course, an apology gift from a certain someone; otherwise, she would never have forgiven the guy who offended her so easily.

Seeing this, Flender laughed and patted Du Hao on the shoulder: "Alright, the carriage is already arranged for tomorrow. We'll just have to make do here for the night."

With that, he headed toward the inn.

"Oh, right, since our budget is a bit tight this time, I only booked two rooms. You two will share one." Flender's voice drifted back from afar.

He hadn't even bothered to ask the two of them for their opinion.

"That swindler Flender is skimming the budget again." He knew for a fact that when they left the academy, he had clearly seen Grandmaster give Flender a large bag of gold coins.

How could there possibly be a budget issue?

It was obvious that Flender intended to embezzle the funds and pocket them all for himself.

"Zhuqing, should I go book another room?"

Faced with Du Hao's question, Zhu Zhuqing gave her answer in the most direct way possible.

"One room is enough. Let's go back and sleep." Without caring what Du Hao thought, she pulled him along toward the inn.