The Scattered Shrek Seven Monsters

Feng Xiaotian seemed not to hear him at all, and continued walking forward, soon turning the corner and disappearing from sight.

Huo Wushuang stood there, stunned. He looked in the direction where Feng Xiaotian had disappeared, then at Huo Wu beside him. His expression changed from astonishment to confusion.

"Did he take the wrong medicine?" Huo Wushuang frowned. "He used to run over to say hello every time he saw you, even from two blocks away. Why is he acting like he doesn't have eyes today?"

Huo Wu crossed her arms, glanced in the direction Feng Xiaotian had left, and snorted coldly, "What are you pretending for? He probably ran into a snag somewhere again and's still fuming. Just you wait and see, tomorrow he'll be all smiles again, calling you 'Little Sister Huo Wu '."

"He seems a bit different today." Huo Wushuang stroked his chin, recalling Feng Xiaotian's bright eyes earlier. "He seemed to be in a hurry, like he had found some treasure."

"What treasure could he possibly find?" Huo Wu said dismissively. "Last time he said there was a new barbecue restaurant that was delicious, and just because of that one word, he went there in the middle of the night and grilled meat for them for three hours. He came back grinning like an idiot. Do you really believe he could get away with anything?"

Huo Wushuang thought about it and agreed. Feng Xiaotian would do anything outrageous to please Huo Wu, and it was already common knowledge throughout the Godwind Academy.

He shook his head, not thinking about it anymore, and continued shopping with Huo Wu.

The next day, in the morning.

"Sister Rongrong, aren't you going back to the Shrek Academy?" Jiang Lan asked Ning Rongrong with some confusion.

Ning Rongrong lay on the bed, hugging Jiang Lan and rubbing against him as she said, "I'm not going back. That lousy academy, I only joined it for fun."

She will only stay if Shrek Academy achieves a good ranking in this competition.

Unfortunately, no, and she quite disliked Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai.

Tang San?

Ning Rongrong didn't want to mention him at all; just thinking about him made her feel nauseous.

Now that the Shrek Academy Team has been eliminated early on, she has lost interest in the Shrek Academy.

Staying at the Shrek Academy is less interesting than playing with Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan asked curiously, "Sister Rongrong, what's the current situation of the Shrek Seven Monsters?"

Ning Rongrong recalled for a moment and said, "I don't know why Dai Mubai has been going to brothels with Ma Hongjun lately. I don't know about Oscar, and Tang San is acting like usual..."

Halfway through her speech, Ning Rongrong remembered something.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment and said, "Little Guga, Zhuqing wants to learn from you, is that alright?"

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu both knew that she wanted to learn from Jiang Lan.

Ning Rongrong knew why Zhu Zhuqing wanted to keep getting stronger, and as Zhu Zhuqing's best friend, she naturally wanted to help Zhu Zhuqing.

Jiang Lan was being held in Ning Rongrong's arms, her face buried in the crook of her shoulder. Hearing this, she struggled to lift her head and blinked. "Learn from me? Why doesn't Sister Zhuqing tell me herself?"

"Don't you know her personality?" Ning Rongrong lifted Jiang Lan up a bit, letting him sit on her lap, and then reached out to tidy his disheveled hair. "It took a lot of courage for me to even ask her. You saw how she rarely talks to anyone, and yesterday after she went back, she stood alone in the yard until midnight. If I hadn't gone out to look for her, she could have stood there until dawn."

Jiang Lan recalled the look Zhu Zhuqing gave him on the stage at the last moment; it contained both surrender and resentment.

"What does Sister Zhuqing want to learn?" Jiang Lan asked.

"She wants to learn everything." Ning Rongrong sighed, resting her chin on Jiang Lan's head, her voice muffled. "She wants to become stronger, to break free from that family marriage arrangement through her own efforts. She told me that Dai Mubai seems glamorous on the surface, but who knows what he's really like behind the scenes. Rather than putting her fate on an unreliable fiancé, she'd rather sharpen her claws."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan roughly understood the situation.

"Okay, let her come." Jiang Lan nodded, her tone as casual as if she had agreed to buy milk tea. "But training with me is tough, so don't cry later."

"Zhuqing won't cry." Ning Rongrong was so happy when Jiang Lan agreed that she kissed him on the forehead.

Jiang Lan covered her forehead, looking somewhat helpless.

He felt that his place was becoming less and less like Milk Tea Shop and more like some kind of martial arts sect.

The front yard sells milk tea, the back yard teaches martial arts. Every day, it's either geniuses from the Soul Master Academy or royalty who come and go. I wonder what Mom Bo Saixi's expression would be if she knew.

"By the way, where's Sister Xiao Wu?" Jiang Lan suddenly asked.

Ning Rongrong paused slightly, then pouted, "She wants to learn from you too, but her mind is still full of Tang San; she hasn't recovered yet. With what happened to Tang San, how could Xiao Wu not be heartbroken even if she didn't say anything?"

Although Shrek Academy had issued a gag order regarding what happened to Tang San that night, some people still gossiped, and the story spread within a small circle within two days.

Jiang Lan had naturally heard about it as well. Ma Hongjun was charging at Tang San from a hundred meters away. Tang San stayed indoors all day, and when he did come out, he looked ashen and could barely walk.

No one knows exactly what happened that night, but Jiang Lan has a pretty good idea.

"If she wants to learn, she can join in." Jiang Lan lowered her head, took out an Ju Zi candy from the tin box by the bedside, popped it into her mouth, and mumbled, "The more the merrier, and I'll have a few more practice partners."

Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Zhuqing is in the courtyard. Let's go tell her about it."

"Zhuqing is in the yard, let's go tell her about this." Ning Rongrong said, carrying Jiang Lan out of the house.

Jiang Lan was already used to this treatment. He symbolically kicked his short legs a couple of times, then obediently leaned against Ning Rongrong's chest, and even took a piece of candy from her pocket.

In the early morning, Zhu Zhuqing was standing under the old locust tree in the courtyard.

She was dressed in a sleek black outfit, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, and she looked as aloof and upright as an unsheathed sword.

With her eyes closed, she was adjusting the trajectory of her Soul Power, following the breathing rhythm she had memorized while watching Jiang Lan's practice.

"Zhuqing!" Ning Rongrong called out loudly.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes, her gaze first falling on Ning Rongrong, then shifting to Jiang Lan.

Ning Rongrong walked over, handed Jiang Lan to Zhu Zhuqing, and said with a smile, "He agreed. From now on, you'll train with him and live and eat here."

Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, her ears turning a barely perceptible red, then looked at Jiang Lan earnestly and said softly, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet." Jiang Lan slid off Ning Rongrong's arms, straightened her wrinkled Penguin Suit, and looked up at Zhu Zhuqing. "My teaching methods are quite unique. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her expression resolute. "As long as I can become stronger, I can endure any hardship."

"Alright." Jiang Lan looked her up and down, then circled her twice, as if assessing a rough gem to cut. "Your Martial Soul is the Hell Spirit Cat, a speed-type, so you're going for an agile attack style. But you relied too much on the boost from your Martial Soul Possession. Your footwork isn't bad, but it lacks structure. Starting today, you'll get up half an hour earlier every day to learn a movement technique from me. No breakfast until you've mastered it."