After spending more than a day, the group finally arrived at the outskirts of Star Dou Great Forest.
The sky has darkened, and from a distance, the boundless forest looks like a giant beast entrenched on the earth, quiet and dangerous.
Flender walked at the front, stopped, and looked back at the people behind him. Yu Xiaogang followed at the back of the team, his face as usual, but his steps were also a little heavy.
"Let's take a rest tonight and go back to the forest early tomorrow morning."
Flender pointed at a building not far ahead and said.
Everyone followed his fingers and looked over. It was a two-story hotel. The exterior walls were painted white and were relatively clean.
Ma Hongjun's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Finally I can rest!"
He strode toward the hotel, his stomach rumbling audibly through his clothes.
Tang San followed the crowd into the hotel. The first floor was the lobby, with seven or eight square tables covered with blue and white checkered tablecloths.
There was a clerk standing behind the counter. When he saw a group of people coming in, he quickly stood up to greet them.
"How many people are staying at the hotel?"
Flender nodded, walked to the counter, took out the money from his pocket and put it on the counter.
The middle-aged woman took the money, took a bunch of keys from the wall, and handed them over.
"Second floor."
Flender took the key, turned around, and watched the five people behind him divide the keys.
Ma Hongjun took the key, but did not go upstairs immediately. Instead, he looked at Flender eagerly.
"Dean... what shall we eat?"
Flender glanced at him with an expressionless face.
"The hotel has been booked for you, and the accommodation fee is already paid by the college, which is pretty good." (No fees were paid in the original work)
"But the college will not pay for the meals."
"If you want to eat, you have to figure it out yourself."
Ma Hongjun's face suddenly fell.
"Dean, you can't do this..."
Flender ignored him and turned towards the stairs.
Zhao Wuji followed him, and when passing by Ma Hongjun, he patted his shoulder, sighed, and went upstairs without saying anything.
Yu Xiaogang walked at the end, glanced at Tang San, hesitated to speak, and finally went upstairs in silence.
Ma Hongjun stood there, with the fat on his face squeezed together, and his expression looked like he had been punched.
He turned his head and looked at Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai had his hands in his pockets and his face was expressionless. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.
He looked at Oscar again, and Oscar smiled bitterly and spread his hands.
"Don't look at me, I don't have any money either."
"All my money has been used to advance your tuition."
The corners of Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched and he looked at Tang San again.
Tang San stood aside, looking around and saying nothing.
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but saw Tang San's cold expression and swallowed it back.
Dai Mubai glanced at Ma Hongjun, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and there was an indescribable meaning in that smile.
He turned around and walked to a square table in the corner of the hall, sat down, crossed his legs, and looked in the direction of the door, as if he was waiting for someone.
When Ma Hongjun saw this, he rolled his eyes, followed him, and sat down next to Dai Mubai.
The two looked at each other and said nothing, but the tacit understanding made people look a little strange.
Tang San looked at this scene, frowned slightly, and turned to look at Oscar.
"What... are they doing?"
Oscar pulled Tang San's sleeve and lowered his voice.
"There's something good to see."
Tang San's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"What's the show?"
Oscar smiled, moved closer to Tang San's ear, and his voice became even lower.
"There is a saying in our college that says, 'A person who dares not cause trouble is a mediocre person.'"
"Causing trouble is also part of spiritual practice."
Tang San's pupils shrank slightly.
"Practice?"
Oscar nodded, without further explanation, he just raised his chin and motioned Tang San to look towards the door.
Tang San followed his gaze and saw that the hotel door was pushed open and a person walked in.
The man was wearing ordinary men's clothing, a gray short shirt, black trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes.
He is neither tall nor burly. He looks ordinary and would not be found in a crowd.
But that face... the skin is very white, the facial features are very delicate, the short red hair is clean and neat, and the red eyes are bright and sharp.
Tang San's eyes stayed on that person for a moment, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"This person... is not simple."
The man walked into the hall, glanced around, then walked straight to an empty table and sat down.
The clerk hurriedly greeted me with a menu in hand.
"Sir, what do you want to eat?"
The man took the menu, flipped through two pages, and ordered a few dishes at random.
The clerk wrote it down and was about to turn around when the man took out a cloth bag from Soul Tool on his wrist and placed it on the table.
The bag was not big, but it was bulging. It looked like it contained a lot of things. The man opened the bag casually, took out a Gold Soul Coin from inside, and put it on the table.
Gold Soul Coin has a faint luster under the light, and is particularly conspicuous when reflected on the table.
The clerk's eyes lit up, he quickly collected the money, and went to the kitchen to make arrangements with a smile.
The man tied the bag again, put it back into Soul Tool, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.
Dai Mubai's eyes kept falling on that person. When he saw the bag of Gold Soul Coin, the corners of his mouth curved even wider.
He turned his head and glanced at Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun also looked at him, and they both looked at each other and smiled.
There was a bit of ill-intention in that smile, and a bit of tacit understanding.
Ma Hongjun stood up, straightened his clothes, held out his round belly, and walked towards the red-haired boy.
His pace was slow and leisurely, he had a smile on his face, and he looked harmless.
Walking to the table, Ma Hongjun stopped, put his hands on the table, and looked at the man with a smile.
"Brothers, it is fate that we meet each other."
The man held the teacup, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but did not answer.
Ma Hongjun didn't care and continued.
"Look, it's fate that we can meet outside this Star Dou Great Forest."
"Since it's fate, then treating you to a meal isn't too much, right?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the bag of Gold Soul Coin on the table. Before his fingers touched the bag, a pair of chopsticks stretched out from the side.
"Pa--!"
The chopsticks hit the back of Ma Hongjun's hand accurately, making a crisp sound.
Ma Hongjun's hand suddenly retracted as if it had been shocked.
"It hurts--!"
He shouted, grinning and covering the back of his hand. The back of his hand was red and painful.
The man put down his chopsticks, picked up the teacup and took a sip with a calm tone.
"Get lost."
Ma Hongjun's face suddenly turned red. He was still a figure in the Shrek Academy. Although he was not as good as Dai Mubai, he could not be bullied by just anyone.
"You--!"
Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, his voice filled with anger.
"How dare you take action?"
The man put down the teacup, raised his head, and looked at Ma Hongjun with his red eyes calmly, as if he were looking at a clown.
"Do it? I'm just swatting flies."
Ma Hongjun was completely angry. He took a step back, made fists with both hands, and Soul Power began to surge all over his body.
"It seems you don't know who we are."
He turned his head and looked at Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over slowly.
Walking to Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai stopped, glanced at the man, and raised a disdainful arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Where can a student from a third-rate college come from with such a bad temper?"
His voice was not loud, but his tone was full of contempt, and at the same time, he released the coercion belonging to the third ring Soul Elder.
The man glanced at Dai Mubai, then at Ma Hongjun, without any change in the expression on his face.
He picked up the tea cup, took another sip, and then slowly put it down.
"Which college are you from?"
Ma Hongjun puffed up his chest and raised his voice a bit.
"You haven't heard of this, have you? Shrek Academy, our academy only accepts monsters! Are you scared?"
When the man heard this, he paused.
He looked at Dai Mubai, then at Ma Hongjun, with a trace of amusement flashing in his red eyes.
"Shrek Academy? Are you worthy?"
The man stood up. Although he was not tall, he had an aura that made people dare not look down upon him.
"What did you say?! Watch the trick!"
Ma Hongjun was furious when he heard this. This guy dared to provoke him like this. Evil Fire Phoenix Possession!
Become Grass Chicken!
"I am Yuanen Yehui from the Shrek Academy. Since you started causing trouble in the first place and now you are causing trouble in the name of our Shrek Academy, I don't mind teaching you a lesson."