Dare to Snatch My Fiancee?

Ning Rongrong's mind was racing with those thoughts when the inner voice arrived again.

"I must get on Ning Rongrong's good side."

Immediately after, the familiar voice chimed in once more, though this time it was not an inner voice.

She could very clearly sense that the sound was coming from behind her.

"I've already figured it out. The second test is for soul power level, and anyone who reaches level twenty-five can skip straight to the fourth test."

Ning Rongrong's ears perked up instantly.

This voice.

It was exactly the same as the one that had just echoed in her mind.

Tang San raised his head, and Ning Rongrong turned hers around.

Their gazes collided dead-on in mid-air.

Eyes locked.

Tang San froze for a fraction of a second, then the corners of his mouth curled up into a polite smile as he gave her a nod.

Ning Rongrong smiled back.

Yet she was already grinding her back molars together.

It was him.

It was him.

That son of a bitch who had cursed her in her head for lacking upbringing, called her a wild child, said he wanted to exploit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and vowed to swallow the whole thing up once it collapsed—he was the very same bastard standing right in front of her, smiling with such a harmless expression.

Just you wait. You'd better not enter Shrek Academy, or else I'll torture you to death.

While she was grinding her teeth, Dai Mubai sauntered over from the front gate.

He had someone following him: a woman with flowing black hair, her well-proportioned figure encased in tight leather, possessing a baby face and a voluptuous chest, and a cold, haughty expression.

A chill that kept people a thousand miles away hung between her brows.

Her footsteps were very light, making almost no sound at all.

Zhu Zhuqing. Dai Mubai's fiancée, and an Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master.

Tang San's gaze lingered on her for less than half a second before he shifted it away, his expression normal, acting like a good young man who had not noticed such proud, voluptuous curves.

Yet his inner voice was already churning.

"Sure enough, Zhu Zhuqing is here. That figure is still as amazing as ever."

"Baby face, voluptuous chest, tsk tsk. If I didn't have to maintain my persona of pure and devoted, I'd really love to conquer Zhu Zhuqing too."

"In my previous life on Sea God Island, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, two great beauties, both kissed me from the left and right sides. That feeling was truly..."

At this thought, Tang San's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Awesome!

Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps paused for a split second.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her gaze swept calmly across the people around her.

No one spoke.

Yet that voice drilled clearly into her ears, carrying a heavy dose of grease and greed.

She had grown up being pointed at and gossiped about because of her figure.

Still, this was the first time she had been so bluntly and nakedly lusted after by a stranger.

You really deserve to die!

Zhu Zhuqing scanned the crowd, but couldn't figure out who had spoken.

Generally, someone who said things like that would make some provocative gesture.

Yet she spotted nothing unusual.

Furthermore, none of the people around her reacted.

Could she have misheard?

Impossible. She definitely hadn't misheard just now.

Who is it!

Step out!

This time, not only did Zhu Zhuqing hear the inner voice, but Dai Mubai heard it too.

His gaze locked fiercely onto Tang San.

That bastard Tang San, what did he just say?

He wanted to conquer Zhu Zhuqing too?

Zhu Zhuqing was his, Dai Mubai's, fiancée.

This support-type brat actually dared to make a move on Zhu Zhuqing?

Dai Mubai's teeth ground together with a creaking sound.

His gaze slowly drifted down, stopping three inches below Tang San's waist, and the corners of his mouth lifted.

He muttered inwardly,

"Looks like that third leg of yours is itching again, and you want to take another White Tiger Fierce Light Wave from me, right?"

"You just wait!"

"Even though we don't have much affection between us, she is still my fiancée."

"There is no hatred greater than killing one's father and stealing one's wife. You really want to die that badly!"

Ye Lin stood in the line, watching Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing walk over one after the other, and felt that the surrounding air was strangely chilly.

The midday sun hung high in the sky, hot enough to make people's backs sweat, yet he inexplicably shivered.

He rubbed his arms, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself,

Does the geomancy of this Suotuo City just not agree with me?

Dai Mubai walked up to the front of the shed, nodded at the proctor of the second test, and then turned around to sweep his gaze over the five people before him.

"All five of you have soul power that has reached level twenty-five or higher, so you can skip the third test and go straight to the fourth."

"Follow me."

Tang San, Ye Lin, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing—the five of them followed behind Dai Mubai, walking along a dirt path deep into the academy.

Dai Mubai walked at the very front.

Tang San seized the opportunity, hurried forward a couple of steps to catch up to Dai Mubai, and asked casually,

"Boss Dai, are these the only people in our academy? Or is the teaching building somewhere else, and the gate was just for signing up?"

Being called Boss Dai made Dai Mubai's back tingle slightly.

He glanced sideways at Tang San.

If anyone else called him that, he would feel pleased.

However, the moment he remembered that Tang San calling him Boss Dai meant he was enduring humiliation to make him pay it all back later, it made his whole body uncomfortable.

Such a petty villain was truly sickening!

The corners of Dai Mubai's mouth twitched.

"Just these people. You can count the students in the academy on one hand. Including me, there are only three."

Xiao Wu widened her eyes. "Three? Such a big academy has only three students?"

"Then usually aren't there more teachers than students?"

Ning Rongrong let out a "pfft" behind them.

"Three students... that really is one-on-one elite education."

Hearing this, Ye Lin nodded from the side.

"Indeed. With this kind of small-class teaching, the teachers can definitely pay attention to every single person, and the quality of the students they produce won't be ordinary."

"With a teacher staring at a single student to practice, there's no chance to slack off. The ones picked by an academy like this definitely have a solid foundation."

Hearing Ye Lin's words, the corners of Dai Mubai's mouth finally relaxed a bit, carrying a hint of smugness.

"That goes without saying. Not a single person who comes out of Shrek is trash."

"Besides, a new teacher came a few years ago whom the headmaster treats as an honored guest, and his teaching strength is beyond question."

Hearing Ye Lin praise the academy, he grew quite fond of him in his heart, especially since they had become friends after a fight; this fellow dared to go toe-to-toe with him, which suited his tastes completely.

His steps even felt a bit lighter than before.

Tang San muttered to himself inwardly. A new teacher came?

It seemed his past life didn't include this detail.

Amidst their conversation, the group followed the dirt path into the area for the fourth test.

An old bamboo lounge chair sat in the center of the training ground.

Zhao Wuji was lying on it with his eyes closed, resting.

Dai Mubai pursed his lips toward the lounge chair.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought them."

Zhao Wuji gave a yawn and slowly stood up.

At that moment, Tang San's inner voice rang out once again.

"What a pity. No matter how much they brag right now, it's useless; at its core, it's still a trash academy."

"There are no good people in the academy either. The headmaster is a stingy miser who is out of his mind wanting a wife."

"The vice headmaster, Zhao Wuji, is a wanted criminal still hunted by Spirit Hall."

"All three existing students are veteran perverts."