A Good Man for a Butler, a Lonely Blue-Haired Girl

The holiday was very short.

After studying swordsmanship with Chen Xin for two days, Su Li returned to the academy.

Ning Rongrong brought some snacks back to class, excitedly feeding the adorable female classmates.

A little princess truly was a little princess. No matter where she went, she had to gather herself some lackeys.

Not long after enrolling, she was already vaguely on her way to becoming the boss lady of the junior class.

With a crowd of underlings trailing behind her, anyone unaware might have thought she had joined the mob.

"Yo! Isn't this Su Li?"

"Why are you still studying after class? Come take a walk with your big sister."

Ning Rongrong swaggered over with her nostrils practically pointed at the sky. More than a dozen little followers trailed behind her, making her look like the chief of some bandit stronghold who was about to abduct an innocent, weak scholar and take him back as her stronghold husband.

Su Li looked at her speechlessly and said calmly, "No."

"Fine! This young lady gave the order, and you're still unwilling?!"

"Men, carry him away!"

As soon as she spoke, two lackeys immediately jumped out, their voices childish yet resolute. "Don't worry, Boss! We'll complete the mission!"

Su Li: "?"

No, what kind of act was this supposed to be?

"Hehe~ Brother Li, the Boss has already spoken. Don't make things difficult for us little brothers."

The two chubby boys rubbed their hands together. They were a head taller than him and looked rather prematurely grown.

With builds like that—

And they were supposedly only at the age of having just awakened their martial souls?

"Phew~ How many Gold Soul Coins did she give you? I'll pay double."

"Really? Double would be four hundred Gold Soul Coins! Will Brother Li pay on the spot?"

"Actually, I kind of want to go for a walk too."

Ning Rongrong gave a soft snort, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him outside.

The perceptive lackeys lined up in a row, standing respectfully like bodyguards.

"Hey, what's with all this pomp?"

"What's it to you? As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how could I not have some little followers at the academy to pour tea and run errands?"

"But aren't they all nobles?"

"So what? Not every noble has money. If money can solve it, is it even a problem?"

Su Li was powerless to refute her.

Touching the storage bracelet Ning Fengzhi had given him, he thought about the pitiful hundred Gold Soul Coins inside. Back then, he had been happy about it for quite a while.

Yet this spendthrift little princess had casually handed out thousands of Gold Soul Coins with a wave of her hand?

He hated rich people!

"Rongrong, give me some coins."

"Sure! How much do you want? Call me big sister, and I'll give them to you!"

Ning Rongrong leaned in with a bright smile. Four gold cards instantly appeared between her fingers, and her smile was exceptionally sly.

If he had not guessed wrong—

Each of those gold cards had a value of one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

All he had to do was call her big sister to get them?

No!

How could he think like that?

What if she used money to tempt him and he got used to it in the future?

Wouldn't he become some rich woman's plaything?

No!

That absolutely could not happen to him.

"Clink, clink, clink~"

Ning Rongrong displayed another four cards.

Su Li calmly glanced at them and said disdainfully, "Big sister."

Very soon—

Su Li tearfully accepted the coins the little princess had given him.

Boohoohoo~

Living off a woman was just too sweet.

There was no helping it. He had been poor in his previous life, and he did not dare spend money recklessly at all.

"Oh dear, I accidentally gave you my little treasury."

"Looks like the next time I go home, I'll have to ask Father for some more coins."

Ning Rongrong looked troubledly at her storage Soul Tool. Seeing that she had only a pitiful few thousand Gold Soul Coins left, she could not help scratching her head.

Su Li hesitated for a moment before finally taking out a gold card.

"Forget it. I'll return one to you."

"No! This young lady does not accept handouts!"

Ning Rongrong snorted, lifted her neck, and headed toward the Soul Fighting Arena ahead with an air of lofty integrity.

"What the hell? Wasn't this your money?"

Su Li scratched his head, unable to understand how her mind worked.

Still—

He would help Ning Rongrong keep this money for now.

She was far too wasteful. It was better to leave it to him to manage.

Phew~

He truly was a good man cut out to be a butler.

Soul Fighting Arena.

Ning Rongrong strode in stylishly.

Before long, quite a few people her age called out "Boss" in unison, instantly stirring up the spectator stands.

Su Li barely managed to keep a straight face as he followed beside her expressionlessly.

Ning Rongrong's ears were slightly red, but she still carried herself boldly. With a gentle smile on her face, she waved at those lackeys.

"Damn! She's the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? She's nearly turned everyone in the junior class into her lackeys!"

"Hell, two hundred Gold Soul Coins a month. Would you do it?"

"Holy shit! There's such a good deal?"

"Boohoohoo~ As long as she gives me money, I wouldn't mind if the little princess stepped on my face!"

Wherever Ning Rongrong went, she was the center of attention.

The bookmaker who had set up the betting pool hurried over with a fawning smile. "Miss Ning, would you like to place a bet?"

"The next match is between Intermediate Class One and Intermediate Class Two."

Ning Rongrong crossed her arms and looked at him with interest. "Tell me about the lineups?"

"How would I know who's strong and who isn't?"

The man in his early twenties smiled and began explaining things to Ning Rongrong.

A moment later—

When she heard that Dugu Yan would be competing for Class One, her cheeks puffed up. Without another word, she bet all her remaining Gold Soul Coins.

"I'm betting on Class Two to win!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong casually put down five thousand Gold Soul Coins, the man's smile immediately became even brighter.

Then, he looked at Su Li, and a trace of amazement flashed through his eyes.

As a man himself, even he could not help marveling at the young man's excellent temperament.

When he grew up a little more, he would probably be even better-looking.

"Young master, would you like to place a bet too?"

"The current odds are one to one point five."

Su Li glanced at him and shook his head.

First, he did not like gambling.

Second, he only had one hundred Gold Soul Coins in loose change. The rest were all gold cards worth one hundred thousand each.

Putting down that much money would directly affect the odds.

So there was no need.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not lack money.

"Aiya~ I'm playing, so you have to as well!"

Ning Rongrong shook his arm, looking as though she would bite him if he refused to play with her.

"Fine. I'll bet one hundred Gold Soul Coins on Class One winning."

"Yes!"

Very soon, the man running the betting pool left.

Ning Rongrong did not quite understand. Tugging his arm, she asked, "Hey! Didn't I give you so much money? Why did you only bet one hundred Gold Soul Coins?"

Su Li tapped her on the forehead and looked toward the arena as he spoke calmly.

"I'm just playing around. There's no need to go overboard."

"Besides, how much money do you think academy students have? If I put down one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, the odds would change immediately. There'd be hardly any profit to make."

Ning Rongrong rubbed her forehead, pouted, and snorted coldly. "Tch! If it's not enough, this young lady will give you more!"

"You're so stingy."

Su Li: "..."

Fine.

To her, money was just a number.

Su Li shrugged and looked at the fourteen people who had already entered the arena. His gaze settled on a blue-haired girl.

Just then—

She seemed to sense something and looked over as well.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The girl paused. Her originally empty, desolate eyes softened ever so slightly.