Rongrong Is Back

Although Bibi Dong had gravely injured him before, leaving him unconscious for three years, the tempering of Divine Fire had made Jiang Xuan's body far stronger than that of Soul Masters of the same rank.

His failure to break free just now had merely been because he was taking the chance to enjoy the close contact with these young girls. Now that he had enjoyed enough, if he let these two keep fooling around, he feared he really would not be able to keep his gun under control.

This time, Jiang Xuan stopped holding back and directly sprang up like a carp, sending the two girls flying off him.

Fortunately, the bed beneath them was large enough. The two girls landed on it, looking somewhat disheveled but otherwise unharmed.

"That's enough. Since you want an explanation, I'll give you one. But let me warn you first—it's too late to back out now. Are you ready to be severely punished by me?"

After that violent jostling, the bath towel wrapped around Qian Renxue had come loose. However, because she was currently lying face-down on the bed, Jiang Xuan did not notice.

Once Qian Renxue realized it, her pretty face reddened. She hurriedly placed her hands beneath her stomach, retied the towel, then got up and pretended nothing had happened.

"Who's punishing whom is still uncertain. Hurry up and explain!"

Hearing that, Jiang Xuan cleared his throat and said,

"Do you know the history of black people?"

There were indeed black people on Douluo Continent, but those with dark skin were basically all gathered on Sun Moon Continent across the ocean. In this era, Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing had naturally never even heard of them, and both looked utterly bewildered.

"I once read an ancient book. It recorded that black people