Don't Meddle in Other People's Business!

Qian Renyuan again!

It had been one thing for him to cripple Grandmaster and humiliate him on the training ground, but now he would not even spare a little girl who had just enrolled.

Tang San flared up at once.

"Stop!"

His shout startled all the students in Dorm Seven.

Wang Sheng had just climbed up from the floor. When he heard Tang San speak, his face turned green.

Had this guy gone crazy?

He had been beaten so badly on the training ground, yet he still dared to step forward now?

Tang San ignored them. There was only one thought left in his mind now: save this girl.

He stared fiercely at Qian Renyuan and gritted his teeth. "Qian Renyuan, she's only a new student who just enrolled. You're the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, yet you throw your weight around and bully a girl. What kind of ability is that?"

The dormitory fell even quieter after those words.

Tang San felt that he stood on the moral high ground, as though he had become a righteous hero saving a helpless girl.

Yet Qian Renyuan did not even spare him a glance in response to that accusation.

He merely lowered his head to look at Xiao Wu and asked calmly, "Do you know him?"

Xiao Wu raised her head and followed Qian Renyuan's gaze, turning to look at Tang San by the door.

What she saw was a boy in ragged clothes, his face bruised and swollen, with bloodstains still on his body.

Xiao Wu was certain that she did not know this person.

More ridiculous still, he could not even protect himself, yet he shamelessly wanted to jump out and save her?

Her life was still in Qian Renyuan's hands.

Qian Renyuan knew she was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

As long as he revealed it, she would not leave this place alive today.

She did not dare anger the terrifying man before her. Faced with Tang San's seemingly righteous offer of help, she felt not gratitude, but annoyance.

"I don't know him." Xiao Wu bit her lip and snapped mercilessly at Tang San, "My affairs are none of your business! Stop meddling!"

Tang San's expression froze instantly.

Those words were like a slap across Tang San's face.

He had just acted as though he wanted to save her, only for her not to know him at all or appreciate his goodwill.

Tang San's hand froze in midair, his face alternating between green and white.

Crouched in the corner, Wang Sheng muttered softly, "Um... actually, this young lady was the one who attacked His Highness the Holy Son first..."

Wang Sheng's added blow became the final straw that crushed Tang San's self-esteem.

He had wanted to use a heroic rescue to recover a little dignity, but now, not only had he failed to become a hero, he had instead become a clown forcing himself into the scene.

The other work-study students in Dorm Seven looked at him with undisguised strangeness and mockery, as though they were watching an idiot with something wrong in his head.

Tang San clenched his teeth so hard that he wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground. The experience of his two lifetimes, which he had always been so proud of, had become a complete joke today.

Qian Renyuan still did not take Tang San seriously. He withdrew his gaze and looked once more at Xiao Wu by his feet, speaking casually.

"Perfect. This Holy Son happens to be short a maid to serve tea and pour water."

Xiao Wu's body trembled.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

Qian Renyuan bent down and said in a voice only she could hear, "Either become a soul ring and soul bone, or stay alive and follow me."

Xiao Wu shuddered violently.

She bit down hard, her eyes full of struggle. But before the threat of death, those emotions seemed so pale and powerless. She had no doubt that if she dared shake her head, she would be skinned alive and have her bones torn out the next second.

Just as Xiao Wu's mental defenses collapsed, the long-absent mechanical voice rang out in Qian Renyuan's mind once more.

[Ding! A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast has been detected submitting. Tang San and Xiao Wu's bond from their first meeting has been successfully severed.]

[System reward generated. Master-Servant Contract granted!]

Qian Renyuan moved his fingertips slightly. A dark golden flash streaked from them and entered Xiao Wu's brow.

Xiao Wu felt her soul jolt deep within, as though it had been branded. She could clearly sense that with a single thought from Qian Renyuan, her soul would instantly be reduced to ashes.

She knew that she would never be able to resist the man before her for the rest of her life.

Her face was pale as paper, and humiliated tears filled her eyes.

Yet under the threat of death, she could only slowly lower her proud head.

Before everyone, Xiao Wu abandoned all dignity. Her voice trembled as she forced out the words through clenched teeth.

"Yes... Master."

The moment those two words left her mouth, Tang San, standing at the doorway, felt as though he had been struck by lightning.

He did not know why Xiao Wu had submitted, nor did he understand what Qian Renyuan had done.

He only saw that the girl he had just wanted to save had called Qian Renyuan Master right in front of him.

Tang San's eyes reddened with blood, and his reason teetered on the verge of collapse.

"Despicable!"

He stared fixedly at Qian Renyuan, his voice hoarse.

"What kind of sorcery did you use on her?!"

Tang San instinctively reached for his sleeve, but before his hand could touch it, he caught sight of Jiangmo Douluo's shadow beside the dormitory door. His fingers immediately froze.

The scene on the training ground exploded in his mind again like a nightmare. He could only keep telling himself to endure it. The endurance taught to him by the Tang Sect in his previous life had become his only excuse for concealing his cowardice.

Qian Renyuan looked at him, a cold smile curling across his lips.

"What's wrong? Not attacking?"

Tang San's teeth ground together, but he remained standing exactly where he was.

Qian Renyuan had already lost even the interest to watch his impotent rage.

"Let's go." Qian Renyuan tossed out those two words and walked straight past Xiao Wu, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Wu bit her lip and held back the tears in her eyes. Like someone who had been wronged but did not dare speak up, she obediently rose to her feet, lowered her head, and followed behind Qian Renyuan.

The two walked one after the other toward the door of Dorm Seven.

When Qian Renyuan passed Tang San, he slowed slightly.

Tang San glared at him, his eyes frighteningly red.

Looking at Tang San's twisted face, distorted by humiliation, Qian Renyuan tilted his head slightly and left a sentence beside his ear in an utterly mocking tone.

"You came too late."

With that, Qian Renyuan did not linger any longer and left Dorm Seven directly with Xiao Wu.

When Xiao Wu reached the doorway, she paused.

Tang San seemed to seize upon his final shred of hope and abruptly looked toward her.

But Xiao Wu merely said softly, "Stop meddling in other people's business."

There was not the slightest hint of a plea for help in the way she looked at Tang San. Instead, her gaze carried a heavy warning. Leaving aside how pitifully weak he was, his foolishness in insisting on charging forward without the strength to back it up would sooner or later get someone else killed.

Then she followed Qian Renyuan away without looking back.

Dorm Seven was terrifyingly silent.

Tang San stood where he was, trembling all over like a rigid stone statue.

He stared fixedly at the departing backs of Qian Renyuan and Xiao Wu. His eyes were red enough to bleed, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood dripped through his fingers onto the floor.

But there was nothing he could do. He could only stand there in impotent rage like a complete and utter useless fool.