Remember to Change the Bed Sheets, I Have Germophobia!

Su Yun looked Dai Mubai up and down, his gaze lingering on the man's waist for a deliberate three seconds, his eyes filled with the pity of a physician.

"Young Master Dai, don't force yourself."

"Look at those dark circles under your eyes, look at your unsteady gait, and listen to that breathless shout you just let out."

"Isn't this the classic sign of excessive indulgence and depleted kidney essence?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. That Red Ocean suite, with its round bed and props, is too physically demanding. A small frame like yours probably can't handle it."

"You're courting death!!"

Dai Mubai's composure completely shattered.

As a man, especially one who prided himself on his romantic exploits, the one thing he could not tolerate was being told he was inadequate!

Even if it were the truth—and he had indeed been a bit frequent these past few days—it could not be said out loud in public!

"White Tiger, possess!"

Roar—

Accompanied by an angry tiger's roar, Dai Mubai's muscles instantly expanded, his shirt bursting apart to reveal a solid chest.

Two yellow and one purple, three Soul Rings of the optimal configuration pulsed beneath his feet, the powerful soul power fluctuations instantly sending the surrounding tables and chairs flying.

Level 37 Battle Soul Grandmaster!

Among the younger generation in Suotuo City, this was indeed capital enough to walk sideways.

"Scared yet?"

Dai Mubai clenched his tiger claws, which crackled with popping sounds, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"Kid, kneel down and kowtow to me three times right now, then leave this little girl behind to drink with me, and I might consider only breaking three of your limbs and sparing your dog life!"

His gaze swept greedily over Xiao Wu, who was hiding behind Su Yun.

Although twins were nice, compared to this top-tier loli, they were nothing but common, vulgar powder!

"Brother Su Yun..."

Xiao Wu poked her head out, looked at Dai Mubai's disgusting gaze, and stuck out her tongue in disdain.

"This big tiger is so greasy! His eyes are so gross too!"

"Be good, don't look, or you'll get a stye."

Su Yun gently covered Xiao Wu's eyes, then turned around, the smile on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by a cold, lofty detachment.

It was as if a dragon were looking down upon a clamoring ant.

"A three-ring Soul Grandmaster?"

"Is this what you're relying on?"

Su Yun did not release his Martial Soul; he didn't even lift a hand.

He simply took the Gold Soul Coin card Qian Renxue had given him out of his pocket, slowly and methodically, and spun it lightly between his fingertips.

"Dai Mubai, do you think that having the biggest fist is the only truth?"

"But in my eyes, you are nothing more than a stray dog."

"Since you want to fight for the room, let's do it by the rules."

Su Yun turned to look at the front desk manager, who had already been scared silly, his voice calm yet ringing throughout the room.

"For this room, I offer ten times the price."

The front desk manager was stunned.

"Ten... ten times?"

That was five thousand Gold Soul Coins! For one night?

Dai Mubai's face darkened.

Competing with money?

Although he was a prince, he was currently in exile, and that principal Flender was notoriously stingy; he really didn't have much money on him.

"You think money is everything? In this world, strength is—"

"Twenty times."

Su Yun didn't even blink as he raised the price again.

"I'm not hitting you because I'm afraid of dirtying my hands. But I can use money to crush you to death."

"Fifty times."

"You!"

Dai Mubai trembled with rage, his tiger claws sinking deep into the wooden pillar beside him.

"One hundred times."

A mocking arc curled at the corner of Su Yun's mouth.

"What? Young Master Dai isn't following?"

"That's right. Someone who doesn't even dare to go home, who doesn't dare to see his fiancée, how much courage could he have?"

Upon hearing the word "fiancée," the killing intent in Dai Mubai's eyes instantly surged to its peak.

"Shut up!!"

"I'll kill you!!"

White Tiger Light Beam!

A white beam of light shot from his mouth, heading straight for Su Yun's face.

He no longer cared about the hotel's rules; he just wanted that foul mouth to shut up forever!

However, the moment the light beam was about to hit Su Yun.

Su Yun moved.

Or rather, he merely raised the folding fan in his hand lightly.

No Soul Ring appeared, only a sacred and majestic golden soul power flashed and vanished at the tip of the folding fan.

"Bang!"

The seemingly terrifying White Tiger Light Beam, upon touching the folding fan, shattered like a bubble with a "pop!"

It dissipated into nothingness.

"What?!"

Dai Mubai's pupils dilated.

He blocked a soul skill with his bare hands? Without even activating his martial soul?

What level was this kid?!

Su Yun brushed away nonexistent dust from his sleeve and looked at the stunned Dai Mubai, saying indifferently:

"Too weak."

"Both your strength and your kidneys."

"Scram."

"This room now belongs to Su."

"And,"

Su Yun pointed towards the door, "Someone is watching you. Though I don't think she'd even bother looking at you."

Dai Mubai subconsciously turned his head.

He saw a black silhouette standing quietly in the rain curtain outside the hotel entrance.

Though her face was unclear, her eyes, like cold stars, sent a chill deep into his bones.

It was a presence he knew intimately.

It was the person he had once sworn to protect, and then abandoned!

"Zhu... Zhuqing?!"

Dai Mubai's voice cracked instantly, and he felt as if he'd been doused with a basin of ice water from head to toe.

The twin sisters saw this and tried to comfort him: "Young Master Dai, what's wrong..."

"Get lost!"

Dai Mubai shoved the twins away, frantically tidied his tattered clothes, and tried to rush towards the door.

"Zhuqing! Let me explain! It's not what you think! I was just playing along! I was doing it for..."

However, the black figure merely cast one last cold glance at him.

That look wasn't anger, nor disappointment.

It was the disregard one shows to trash.

Then, she turned and vanished into the vast, rainy night.

"No!!!"

Dai Mubai roared in despair, wanting to chase after her, but his legs went weak, and he directly knelt on the ground.

It was a backlash from Su Yun's earlier move that injured his meridians, and also from sheer terror.

Su Yun watched this scene and, in a good mood, took out his diary.

[Year X, Month X, Day X, Night.]

[Checked in a famous scene.]

[Dai Mubai knelt, Zhu Zhuqing left.]

Looking at Dai Mubai's helpless expression as he tried to explain himself, I could only think: affection that arrives too late is worth less than a blade of grass.

Besides, this isn't even affection; you're just afraid of losing the tool that helps you perform your Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Still, that girl Zhu Zhuqing really knows how to endure. She's watching this scene and doesn't even come in to slap him twice?

It seems she has truly given up on him.

Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly step in and help her heal from this heartbreak.

Su Yun closed his diary, took the hand of Xiao Wu, who was watching the drama with great interest, and snapped his fingers at the manager:

"Lead the way to the Red Ocean."

"And remember to change the bedsheets. I'm a germaphobe!"