Lin Hui Scolds Tang San, Like Training a Dog

It was several days later when Lin Hui heard the news.

In the cafeteria, while Lin Hui was eating, he heard Wang Sheng at a nearby table recounting the information like a professional storyteller. The surrounding students listened with expressions of shock and wonder.

"They say a Spirit Hall branch in Fasinuo Province was recently razed to the ground. Not a single member inside survived; over three hundred people perished!"

"How is that possible? This is Spirit Hall we're talking about. Who would have a death wish like that?"

"And that branch was overseen by a Spirit Saint. Does that mean the attacker was even stronger than a Spirit Saint? What kind of terrifying power is that?"

"I heard that after the incident, His Holiness the Pope was furious. He dispatched his two most trusted Spirit Hall elders to investigate, and even the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire issued an order for the Fasinuo Province governor to cooperate with Spirit Hall."

Hearing this, Lin Hui guessed who the culprit was.

To wipe out over three hundred people from Spirit Hall, including a Spirit Saint, without even giving them a chance to send a distress signal—it was highly likely the work of a Title Douluo.

Furthermore, who else in this world would dare to attack Spirit Hall directly, completely unafraid of the consequences?

The sword of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Bone Douluo? The patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, Yu Yuanzhen? The reclusive Tang Xiao of the Clear Sky Sect? Or perhaps Poison Douluo?

These individuals might carry an air of authority when facing ordinary spirit masters, but when truly confronted by Spirit Hall, they were no more than docile pets.

That left only Tang Hao.

From beginning to end, he had harbored a deep hatred for Spirit Hall, and he was fearless, long since prepared to go down in a blaze of glory.

It seemed he had discovered that Ah Yin was missing and assumed it was the work of Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong's two most trusted elders?

Could it be that she had dispatched the duo, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo?

Things were getting chaotic. The entire Fasinuo Province had turned into a complete mess.

However, he would have to be more careful lately. He couldn't let Ah Yin come out so freely anymore, or he might bring trouble upon himself.

His Ultra Ball could currently isolate the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor, but as her strength gradually recovered, her aura would eventually leak out.

Xiao Wu, sitting diagonally across from Lin Hui, froze at the mention of the Spirit Hall elders, then lowered her head in fear.

Notting Academy is in Fasinuo Province. What if a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level comes to search? Xiao Wu worried. Damn it, why did this have to happen so soon after I entered the human world?

Lin Hui noticed Xiao Wu's hidden anxiety.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry too much. If it truly comes to a critical moment, I will protect you."

Of course, Lin Hui wouldn't protect her for nothing; his protection came with conditions.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu felt a sense of relief, yet she also found it strange.

"What... what are you saying? Why would I, Big Sister Xiao Wu, need your protection?" Xiao Wu laughed, though her voice lacked conviction.

Why would this guy say something so strange?

Could he have discovered her secret?

Impossible. He was only a spirit master around level ten. Unless he was a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level, how could he possibly know that she was actually a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast?

The day's classes soon ended.

That evening, Lin Hui returned to Dorm Seven.

Just as the students were arriving at the dorm to change and sleep, Lin Hui was surprised to see Tang San there as well.

"San, are your injuries better?" Xiao Wu walked over to Tang San, asking warmly while glancing at the bandages on his chest and forehead.

"Yeah." Tang San's mood was low, his head bowed.

"Haha, don't be unhappy. Let me tell you, at the end of the competition, I gave Lin Hui a good lesson for you!" Xiao Wu laughed.

"A lesson?" Tang San's voice turned cold. "Does that mean that in front of everyone, your bodies were pressed together like that?"

Clearly, someone had already told him what happened during the match that day.

Tang San was, after all, a man with the memories of two lifetimes. From the moment he first saw Xiao Wu, he had felt a deep affection for her, even harboring thoughts of spending his life with her.

Before Lin Hui appeared, his relationship with Xiao Wu had been going well.

But ever since that man showed up, everything had changed!

He had never shared such intimate physical contact with Xiao Wu, yet Lin Hui had been the first to take it!

Tang San looked up and saw Xiao Wu's graceful figure, and the thought that this was something Lin Hui had touched filled him with a deep sense of disgust.

Xiao Wu caught that fleeting look of revulsion and instinctively took two steps back in fear.

"Xiao Wu... I, I didn't mean it. I've just been in a bad mood lately..." Tang San hurriedly explained, shocked that he hadn't been able to control his emotions.

Xiao Wu's bed was usually pushed against Tang San's, but she stood frozen, not wanting to go near it.

"Xiao Wu, I have an extra quilt here. I can help you move your bed over," Lin Hui offered kindly, seeing Xiao Wu's awkwardness.

But as Lin Hui stepped forward, Tang San glared at him like a rabid dog.

"Don't you move. Xiao Wu doesn't like being with you."

Lin Hui was stunned. Wang Sheng and the others in the room went about their business, not daring to interject, though they occasionally glanced over to eavesdrop. After all, given the strength of the three of them, it was best not to invite trouble.

Watching Tang San's "rabid dog guarding its food" act, Lin Hui simply smiled.

"Little San, before our duel, you and I made a pact. Do you remember?"

Tang San froze, his pupils dilating instantly, though his voice grew low and dejected.

"I remember." Tang San was, after all, a disciple of the Tang Sect; he held honor and integrity in high regard.

Lin Hui continued.

"At the time, we agreed that if you won the duel, I would apologize to the Master, but if I won, you would have to grant me one request."

"Yes, that is correct." Tang San had already guessed what Lin Hui was about to do; he gritted his teeth, his expression one of profound agony.

Lin Hui added, "Then the request I want you to grant is this: I want you to personally push Xiao Wu's bed over to my side, and you will tuck us both in with the quilt!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San went completely numb, as if struck by a thunderbolt; his entire body tingled with shock!

His face was filled with panic and deep, lingering dread, along with a sense of humiliation that crushed him into the dirt!

Heh heh heh, Little San.

Your mother has already fallen into my clutches. Just a few days ago, Ah Yin and I were already baring our souls—and bodies—to each other in the bathhouse. We even made a pact that once I graduate, we shall head off together to the Human World Paradise!

Now, I even want you to deliver the woman you love most right to my doorstep!

Tucking us in shall be your sincere blessing offered to us.

"Well?" Lin Hui grew impatient, watching Tang San, who stood with his head bowed in utter humiliation, and barked at him as if reprimanding a subordinate, "Hurry up!"