Lin Yan: Yes, I Stole It, Just for Fun

With Zhu Zhuqing taking the lead, the group finally remembered why they had come here today.

Honestly, they had said everything that needed to be said and offered all the advice they could. If Tang San still insisted on acting this way, Flender would have no choice but to keep restraining him.

After Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others registered with Meng Qian one after another, until only Tang San remained...

Everyone turned their eyes toward Tang San again, wanting to see what his attitude would be now.

Flender asked Tang San.

"Tang San, are you still competing tonight? If not, go back to the academy first."

Tang San said nothing. He simply kept his neck stiff and glared fiercely at Lin Yan.

Seeing that he was still being so stubborn, Lin Yan wore a helpless expression. He gave a soft laugh, then sat back down in his chair and stopped bothering with him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm asking what you're laughing at! Do you think I look especially funny, like some clown?"

As expected, Tang San lost his temper again.

Lin Yan answered with an indifferent look.

"A clown? You said that yourself. I didn't say anything."

As soon as he said that... Tang San was furious enough for his face and neck to turn red. But with Flender restraining both his arms, there was nothing he could do except crane his neck back and roar at the ceiling.

"Ahhh!"

His roar drew the attention of passersby. Feeling too embarrassed to be associated with him, Dai Mubai and the others were the first to slip into the Contestant Lounge.

"Excuse me, sir, loud disturbances are prohibited in the Soul Fighting Arena lobby."

The one who spoke was Meng Qian.

Meng Qian was an ordinary person without any Soul Power, yet she showed no fear when facing Tang San, a Soul Master. After all, he had just bullied Lin Yan.

She waved a hand, and the Soul Fighting Arena's guards in the distance came over.

They were two burly men, each nearly two meters tall, radiating menace.

At that... Tang San's eyes finally became a little clearer.

He dared to shout at Lin Yan and struggle against Flender's restraint because he knew they would not truly hurt him.

But in front of outsiders, he did not dare act so high and mighty.

The two guards looked at Meng Qian, and Meng Qian looked at Tang San.

In the end, knowing he had no options at all, Tang San could only shoot Lin Yan a vicious glare with dark, gloomy eyes.

"Lin Yan! You won't get away! I'll definitely find proof that you stole my Storage Belt."

Lin Yan leaned back in his chair and spread his hands, saying nothing more.

That Storage Belt had already been dismantled using the Crafting Bench. Tang San would be lucky to find any evidence. And even if he did, what could he do, eat him?

Just an impotent barking dog!

Soon, under the watchful eyes of the two guards, Tang San registered for one one-on-one match and one two-on-two match with extreme reluctance. After glaring at Lin Yan once more, he entered the Contestant Lounge.

The disturbance ended.

Once Lin Yan confirmed that Tang San had completely vanished from sight, he suppressed a laugh and took a small pouch from his clothes.

Clatter~

A large pile of identical rings spilled onto the table, catching the attention of Ning Rongrong and Meng Qian beside him.

"What are these? Storage Rings?"

Ning Rongrong used her fingers to sift through the rings and inspect them carefully. The rings were entirely milky white, smooth and warm like jade. A scan with Mental Power revealed that each possessed an identical one-cubic-meter storage space.

They were precisely the Level 1 Storage Soul Tools Lin Yan had created by dismantling the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.

"Twenty-four? Where did you get so many Storage Rings?"

Ning Rongrong looked puzzled, but she soon seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Wait... I remember Tang San kept saying his Storage Belt was called the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night. Could it be that you..."

She did not finish the rest, but Lin Yan accepted her implication without the slightest hesitation.

"Haha, yes, I stole it."

The moment those words came out, Ning Rongrong was completely dumbfounded!

"Why? You... you aren't short of money either, are you?"

"Because it was fun!"

Lin Yan casually picked up a ring and said.

"He started a conflict with me on his first day at the academy. I'm not the kind of person who swallows his anger."

"Stealing one Storage Belt from him was letting him off easy."

Lin Yan did not hide anything from Ning Rongrong. The sooner he made his hostility toward Tang San clear, the sooner he could cut off any future cooperation between Tang San and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Otherwise, it would be too late to stop it once Ning Rongrong took an interest in the Hidden Weapons Tang San made.

Ning Rongrong quickly sorted through her thoughts.

"Pfft~"

"You're so bad!"

The girl could not hold back her laughter. She lightly punched Lin Yan's arm with her delicate fist and said.

"Everyone thought you didn't steal it, and they were all condemning Tang San, but in the end..."

"It's hard to imagine how helpless Tang San must feel right now."

Hearing that, Lin Yan lifted the corners of his mouth smugly, then arranged the pile of rings over the tablecloth.

"Let's sell them cheap first and make sure Tang San has no proof."

Then he turned to Meng Qian.

"Sister Qian, this one's for you."

"Huh? No, no, I can't take it. It's too valuable."

Meng Qian hurriedly waved her hands in refusal, but Lin Yan had already casually tossed a ring toward her.

The woman had no choice but to catch it in a fluster, then said.

"I'm just an ordinary person without Soul Power. Even if you give it to me, I can't use it. It's too wasteful."

"It's fine. I got them for free anyway, so keep it. Maybe your child will become a Soul Master someday."

One-cubic-meter Storage Rings were not particularly rare on Douluo Continent, but they were still not something ordinary people could afford.

The value of this one ring... to put it dramatically, it was enough for Meng Qian to live comfortably for decades. Yet Lin Yan had simply tossed it to her like it was nothing, leaving Meng Qian deeply moved.

"Then... thank you."

Meng Qian did not say anything else. She tucked the ring into her chest and sweetly thanked Lin Yan.

At that moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly noticed something important.

"By the way, how did you turn one belt into so many Storage Rings? You know how to make Soul Tools too?"

Lin Yan:

"A little, I guess."

"Huh? No way~ You really do?"

Time passed quickly. Amid Ning Rongrong and Lin Yan's laughter and conversation, it was already late at night.

That evening, every Soul Master who came to receive treatment greeted Ning Rongrong. They all praised her beauty and offered blessings for the two's relationship.

It gave Ning Rongrong an unprecedented sense of accomplishment and happiness.

When Flender led everyone back into the lobby again, Ning Rongrong happily said to them.

"Lin Yan and I found an especially delicious grilled skewer shop today. To celebrate Lin Yan and me making our relationship official, I'm treating everyone to a late-night meal."

Ning Rongrong wore a lively smile and looked full of enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, no one's Soul Fighting results had gone well that night.

Tang San lost both his one-on-one and two-on-two matches! Dai Mubai and Oscar had also lost a two-on-two match. Everyone was in low spirits.

"You all go ahead. I'm going back to rest."

"Me too..."

Led by Dai Mubai, all the boys declined Ning Rongrong's invitation. In the end, only Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had yet to state their positions.

The two women exchanged a look. Just as they were about to refuse, Ning Rongrong suddenly interrupted them.

"You two are the only ones left. Come with me!"

Ning Rongrong ran over and took both women by the wrists. With that, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were too embarrassed to refuse.

Thus, the group split into two at the entrance of the Soul Fighting Arena.

The boys returned to the academy, while the girls, along with Lin Yan and Meng Qian, headed for the city's night market.