Shen Fan: What If I Said I Want You

Evening.

Two carriages, one in front of the other, slowly rolled into a small town and finally stopped before an inn that offered both lodging and meals.

"We finally made it to Soul Hunting Town. My poor back is about to break. Now that I think about it, cramming several people into one small carriage is even more exhausting than walking or running."

After climbing down from the carriage, Ma Hongjun rubbed his lower back and looked at Flender with a resentful gaze.

"You said it yourself."

"The next time we come out to hunt soul beasts, we won't take a carriage."

"It'll be a good way to save the academy some funds, too."

Flender paid no attention to Ma Hongjun's resentful little stare. All he heard was that Ma Hongjun did not want to ride in a carriage.

"Ah, no!"

Ma Hongjun let out a miserable cry.

He was utterly depressed. He had only wanted Flender to switch to a larger carriage—how had he forgotten that Flender was such a miser? Now he had dragged both himself and everyone else down with him.

"Then it's happily settled."

Ignoring Ma Hongjun's wail, Flender waved a hand and finalized the matter. Then, before Dai Mubai and the others could raise any objections, he pushed Yu Xiaogang into the inn.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai and the others, who were equally familiar with Flender's miserly nature, could only shake their heads with bitter smiles before following them inside.

"Fatty."

"Because of your big mouth, Dean Flender now has an excuse to cancel our carriage privileges in the future. You have to treat us to this meal."

Inside the main hall, Dai Mubai tossed the menu in front of Ma Hongjun and said viciously.

"Uh..."

"I don't have any money."

Ma Hongjun's face fell.

"Shen Fan, you should order instead."

"As the newest member of our team, consider this a welcome feast for you."

At that moment, Liu Erlong came over from another table and placed the menu before Shen Fan.

"Then thank you, Dean Liu."

Shen Fan did not stand on ceremony.

"From now on, call me Second Dragon Dean, just like they do."

Liu Erlong smiled.

"Alright."

Shen Fan naturally would not refuse an opportunity to improve his relationship with Liu Erlong.

"Good."

"I'll head back to that table first."

With that, Liu Erlong returned to the table where the academy teachers were seated.

"Shen Fan, Second Dragon Dean is treating you way too well, giving you a welcome banquet just for you."

"When we came to Shrek Academy, we never got that kind of treatment."

"Did you know Second Dragon Dean before?"

Ma Hongjun asked enviously.

When they had arrived at the academy, there had also been a welcome banquet, but it had been meant to receive Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the teachers. The seven students had merely been included as an afterthought.

"Yeah."

"I've known Second Dragon Dean for a long time."

Shen Fan replied in a joking tone. Then, regardless of how Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and the others reacted, he began ordering from the menu.

"Shen Fan."

"I heard that you're already level forty-five. Judging by your looks, you shouldn't be very old either, right?"

While they waited for the dishes to arrive, Ning Rongrong spoke up.

"I suppose I'm twelve years old now."

Shen Fan was not exactly lying. When he had transmigrated, the Diary System had turned him into a twelve-year-old. He could not exactly insist on giving them his age from his original world.

"Gasp."

"Twelve years old, level forty-five."

"You have the highest cultivation talent of anyone I've ever seen."

"Compared to you, we Shrek Seven Devils are nothing."

Wasn't it said that the prettier a girl was, the better she was at deceiving people? Ning Rongrong's expression of shock mixed with a hint of envy looked even more genuine than the real thing.

"Not bad."

Shen Fan glanced at the dark faces of Dai Mubai and the others, but he was not overly pleased with himself. After all, he knew his own situation best—his current strength had all been given to him by the Diary System.

"You're too modest."

"With your cultivation talent, you've already completely surpassed Spirit Hall's Golden Generation."

Ning Rongrong waved her hand and continued putting on an act.

"Spirit Hall's Golden Generation?"

"Who are they?"

Ma Hongjun asked.

"They're the three strongest among Spirit Hall's younger generation."

Ning Rongrong said.

"Stronger than our Shrek Seven Devils?"

"And how did you learn this information?"

Ma Hongjun was somewhat unconvinced.

"All three of them are already level forty-nine. What do you think?"

"As for where this information came from, naturally, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect found it out."

To superpowers like the Upper Three Sects, to which Ning Rongrong belonged, this information was no secret.

"Level forty-nine?"

"And there are three of them?"

"Doesn't that mean that, in this Elite Competition, we'll be facing three Soul Kings?"

Ma Hongjun could not help crying out.

"Ning Rongrong."

"Is your information reliable?"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out.

"Of course it's reliable."

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes.

"Then why didn't you say so before?"

"If I'd known this information earlier, I definitely would have changed your training."

There was a hint of reproach in Yu Xiaogang's words.

"This is information gathered by our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I'll say it if I want to, and I won't if I don't. Why do you have so many questions?"

Facing Yu Xiaogang's reproach, Ning Rongrong's expression turned cold as well.

"Enough."

"Rongrong is right. This is information the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect gathered. Whether they share it or not is their freedom."

"Let's eat first. The owner has already started serving the dishes."

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense, Liu Erlong stepped in and pushed Yu Xiaogang back to the teachers' table, while glaring at Tang San, who was about to lose his temper.

"Shen Fan, do you want to join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Since they were both holders of Diary Copies, Ning Rongrong still had to give Liu Erlong some face. Besides, Liu Erlong was a good person and had earned Ning Rongrong's sincere approval.

"What benefits are there to joining your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Shen Fan asked.

"What do you want?"

"As long as our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has it, everything is negotiable."

Thinking Shen Fan truly intended to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong hurriedly assured him.

Douluo 1 Shui Yue'er Livestream: "Damn, some sneaky bastard is trying to poach our people."

Douluo 1 Ning Rongrong Livestream: ".."

"Anything is negotiable?"

Shen Fan looked at Ning Rongrong with interest.

"Really."

While arguing with the girls from Douluo 1 in the livestream, Ning Rongrong once again gave her assurance.

"What if I said I wanted you?"

Shen Fan said with a half-smile.

"Uh, this..."

Ning Rongrong hadn't expected Shen Fan to be so direct, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

"Shen Fan."

"What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong fall silent with a flushed face, Oscar finally couldn't hold himself back and stepped forward.

He had long been displeased by Ning Rongrong taking the initiative to speak with Shen Fan.

"What do you mean, what do I mean?"

Shen Fan shot Oscar a glance.