A Quiet Evening Yields a "Tyrant" Version of Lin Yan

"I respect your thoughts."

"If you want to tell them, you can tell them; if you don't want to tell them, you don't have to. It's up to you."

Without his Martial Soul Avatar active, Lin Yan currently looked more like a gentle, handsome man with blonde hair and golden eyes. He spoke in soft, hushed tones, making it hard for girls not to develop a favorable impression of him.

It was also hard to connect him with the cold, arrogant image he projected during the day.

Beside them, Ning Rongrong found the sight pleasing to the eye while speaking with carefree abandon.

"If you ask me, Dai Mubai is already dead, so what is there to be afraid of?"

"He can't suddenly rise from the dead, and the people of the Star Luo Empire can't just track us down directly!"

Over the course of the afternoon, Ning Rongrong had accepted the fact that Zhu Zhuqing was secretly dating Lin Yan.

She was not an unreasonable person either; Lin Yan was so outstanding that he was destined not to lack women around him.

Zhu Zhuqing was perhaps only the beginning, and if Ning Rongrong were to get jealous over every woman who proactively threw herself at Lin Yan from then on, wouldn't she just anger herself to death?

The young girl simply accepted it with equanimity—as long as the degree to which Lin Yan liked her did not change, she did not care.

Besides, she was the boss!

Zhu Zhuqing leaned into Lin Yan's embrace, pondered for a moment, then raised her fair neck and said.

"Then... let's tell her... I really want to be openly and honestly with you, if Rongrong doesn't mind."

As she spoke, she glanced back at Ning Rongrong, who was likewise leaning against Lin Yan's embrace.

Ning Rongrong smiled faintly. "What are you talking about? We're the best of best friends. What's wrong with sharing the same husband? In the future, we might even share the same..."

"Hey? Stop talking nonsense in public like this!"

Lin Yan sat up straight and immediately pinched Ning Rongrong's slender waist to stop her.

This little demoness really dared to say anything! She had no sense of occasion at all!

Zhu Zhuqing recalled the vocabulary Lin Yan had just interrupted, and her pretty face flushed crimson.

Ning Rongrong also playfully stuck out her tongue at that moment.

"Lin Yan, why don't we not stay in Shrek and switch to another academy instead?"

"It's getting more and more boring here, and every day we even have to face so many idiots. You might as well come back to the sect with me."

"What for? Go back to the sect to be your third wife?"

Lin Yan still hadn't forgotten the scene back then when Ning Rongrong had earnestly asked him to be her third husband, and a hint of spoiled coyness appeared on his handsome, fair cheeks.

Ning Rongrong acted coquettishly, "Oh~ didn't I not know the situation back then? Who could have guessed that you actually possess Twin Martial Souls, and... and that you're so powerful."

Zhu Zhuqing chimed in, "Leaving here might be fine too. I'm afraid the people from the Star Luo Empire might track us down; after all, you can't paper over a fire, and there might be some trouble by then."

The two girls looked at Lin Yan simultaneously, hope and anticipation shining in their eyes as they awaited his reply.

Lin Yan leaned back, pulled the two girls into his arms, and said.

"Once we successfully turn Xiao Wu over to our side, we'll leave."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ning Rongrong widened her eyes instantly.

"Xiao Wu?"

"You... you're even sparing no effort to win over Xiao Wu?"

"Aren't you afraid Tang Sian will kill you?! That guy practically treats Xiao Wu like his exclusive possession. On the street, anyone who takes an extra look at Xiao Wu will earn his cold glare."

Tang San's desire to control Xiao Wu was truly witnessed firsthand by the few of them.

The most typical example was during two-on-two soul battles: as long as Xiao Wu suffered even the slightest injury, Tang San would trigger his "Tang Syndrome" state, wildly flinging all sorts of hidden weapons like darts and silver needles, just like someone whose stats had suddenly exploded.

Under those conditions, Lin Yan wanted to snatch Xiao Wu away as well?

"Why be afraid of him? He's just a Soul Zun." Lin Yan wore a look of utter indifference, catching the two girls off guard and leaving them briefly stunned.

Before long, Zhu Zhuqing was the first to snap back to her senses.

"That's right! Then let's just kill Tang San directly and snatch Xiao Wu over. That way we can leave this place sooner."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan instantly sucked in a sharp breath.

"Hiss~"

"You have such a cruel heart! How did you make me sound like some villainous bully forcefully seizing an innocent woman?"

Ning Rongrong: "Aren't you? You're about to turn Xiao Wu over to your side! And you're having a clandestine affair with Zhu Zhuqing! Isn't this snatching someone else's woman?"

Lin Yan: "Little mouth, please close..."

A cool breeze brushed past. Beside the bustling registration desk, Lin Yan and the two girls chatted and laughed right there at the stall, spending an exceptionally harmonious evening.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was late into the night.

In the Contestant Lounge, Flender's gaze looked toward Dai Mubai's usual fixed spot, which remained empty, and he couldn't help knitting his brows tightly.

"Where on earth did this fellow Dai Mubai go? He's been missing the entire day, and he didn't even bother to notify me."

For the entire evening, he had expected Dai Mubai to at least show his face midway or toward the end, but he hadn't appeared even though the final match was nearly over.

Moreover, a lingering sense of premonition kept hovering in his heart, making Flender even more apprehensive about Dai Mubai's disappearance.

"Dean, if you ask me, you're just worrying blindly."

"Chances are Boss Dai is currently lying on some woman's belly, living it up and having a carefree time. It's not like there hasn't been a situation like this before."

Seeing Flender frowning deeply, Ma Hongjun offered some carefree, unconcerned comfort.

Beside them, Oscar chimed in with agreement.

"Yeah, why worry about him?"

"Such a big Soul Zun, could he possibly meet with foul play in this tiny Soto City?"

It wasn't that these two brothers were heartless; it was simply that the current situation was far too common.

Dai Mubai was romantic and unrestrained. Before Tang San and his group arrived, he basically spent every other night away from home, occasionally even skipping classes outright. Everyone was completely used to it, and they had no idea why their dean was acting so worried today.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang suddenly stepped forward from the side.

"Flender, it's not that I want to criticize you, but how on earth did you manage to teach this group of students to be like this?"

"The course content clearly marks participation in soul battles as mandatory, yet Dai Mubai skips class without uttering a single word. Does discipline even exist in his eyes?"

"When he comes back, he must be dealt with severely!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was immersed in his majesty as a teacher, acting bossy and domineering.

Little did he know that Dai Mubai would never be able to come back!

Flender glanced at Yu Xiaogang, and just as he was about to say something on Dai Mubai's behalf, the lounge door was suddenly violently pushed open from the outside.

Bang!

The wooden doorframe emitted a loud crash, startling everyone present. As the group followed the line of sight, they saw a pale-faced Tang San supporting a blood-covered Xiao Wu while panting heavily.

"I'll be! How did Xiao Wu get injured this badly?"

Ma Hongjun was the first to display an expression of utter shock, and Flender hastily scrambled to react.

"Quickly, go find Lin Yan!"

Meanwhile, in the grand hall of the Soul Fighting Arena.

Lin Yan was leaning back in his chair, embracing beauties on both sides. One moment he was accepting snacks fed to him by the two girls, and the next he was letting out the noble laughter of a wealthy man, acting just like a "tyrant"—living a life of absolute bliss.

On this evening, amid casual banter and laughter, he had earned over two hundred more Gold Soul Coins, his Soul Power had grown by another small fraction, and coupled with the company of both plump, soft curves and petite cuteness, he was thoroughly delighted.

It was a sight that left Meng Qian beside them burning with envy and rolling her eyes repeatedly.

"I'll give the two of you a riddle. Whoever answers it gets a reward, and whoever fails to answer gets a punishment tonight."