"That's no trouble at all."
Xiao Yan smiled faintly. Beside him, Tang San also nodded and said to the attendant:
"Then sorry for the trouble, but please get us a room."
The attendant nodded in agreement and was just about to check Tang San in when a voice from outside the hotel unexpectedly interrupted him.
"Hey, that last room should be reserved for me, shouldn't it?"
Hearing the voice from the entrance, Xiao Yan and the others turned to see three figures standing in the hotel doorway.
There was one man and two women. The girls looked to be about eighteen, and they were tall, with long, slender legs that drew the eye. Their tall figures boasted extremely impressive assets, with nothing but sin beneath their clothes.
Most striking of all, the two women looked exactly alike. They were twins, and each was embracing the man between them from one side.
The man in the middle was around 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Xiao Yan and Tang San, yet he seemed younger than the two women.
He had broad shoulders and a handsome face. His long golden hair fell straight down his back to his waist.
Of course, what drew the most attention was the man's eyes.
Each eye had twin pupils, giving him an exceedingly sinister appearance. His deep-blue eyes held a cold gaze, and as his eyelids moved, a wicked light flashed within them like a sharp sword.
Handsome and sinister-eyed, a man like him was destined to be the center of attention wherever he went.
Although Xiao Yan would have preferred to admire the twins, he could sense a dangerous presence emanating from the man.
His opponent was strong!
The man's gaze swept over the three of them, and a strange light flashed in his eyes when he saw Xiao Wu. He then passed them and walked straight up to the attendant. Pulling one arm free, he knocked on the front desk and said:
"You're new here, aren't you? Don't you know there's supposed to be a room kept for me at all times?"
"Uh... may I ask who you are?"
Seeing the man's aristocratic bearing, the attendant could not help becoming a little cautious.
"Go get Manager Wang."
The double-pupiled man said nothing more. His brows drew together slightly, and he looked somewhat impatient.
Seeing his expression, the attendant did not hesitate. He immediately went to the back to fetch the manager.
"Friend, it seems we were here first." Tang San stood to the side and looked at the young man as he spoke calmly.
"So what?" the man said coldly. He was not in the habit of explaining himself to others.
"So nothing. Get lost!"
Before Tang San could speak, the hot-tempered Xiao Wu darted to his side and angrily snapped back.
Not far away, Xiao Yan frowned slightly at her words. Ultimately, this was a failure on the hotel's part, but Xiao Wu's remark had already brought relations between the two sides down to freezing point.
The man turned to look at Xiao Wu, his gaze icy, and said coldly:
"It's been a long time since anyone dared speak to me like that. Judging by the fluctuations of Soul Power coming from you, you're Soul Masters too, aren't you? Then let's settle this the way Soul Masters do."
"If you win, the room is yours, and I'll leave immediately. But if you lose, I'll have you show me how you roll away."
"Young Master Dai!"
At that moment, the attendant returned, followed by a plump middle-aged man who was presumably the hotel manager.
"Young Master Dai, I'm terribly sorry. I'll arrange a room for you right away."
Manager Wang gave Young Master Dai an apologetic smile, then turned to Tang San and the others and said:
"Everyone, I'm sorry, but Young Master Dai has always had a room reserved. So, on a first-come, first-served basis, this room is his as well. I'm terribly sorry, but please go somewhere else."
Manager Wang wore an apologetic smile.
After all, Tang San's clothes did not look like those of a commoner either, and the belt at his waist, inlaid with twenty-four gemstones, only made Manager Wang more certain that Tang San had a significant background.
But great figures like these, whoever they were, were not people a mere manager like him could afford to offend.
If the two sides really fought inside the hotel, whether someone was injured or something was damaged, he would have to accept his bad luck.
"Don't worry. Any damage to the hotel today is on me."
Young Master Dai spoke coldly, his gaze falling on Tang San and the others.
"Fine, let's fight! Who's afraid of you? I'll beat you until even your own mother won't recognize you!"
Xiao Wu bared her teeth and brandished her claws as she spoke. As the Sister Xiao Wu who had spent six years at Nuoding Academy, she was not afraid.
"That's enough, Xiao Wu. I told you, girls should be a little more ladylike." Tang San pulled Xiao Wu back, shielding her behind him, and said:
"I'll do it. I told you, anyone who wants to hurt you will have to step over my dead body first."
Xiao Yan stood not far away, watching Tang San and Young Master Dai as they prepared to fight, his eyes half narrowed.
This is a good chance to let Little San test Young Master Dai's strength.
Tap!
Tang San and Young Master Dai moved at the same time, charging at each other. Neither used Soul Power in their contest.
Tang San's hands turned white as frost and collided with Young Master Dai's fists.
Unexpectedly, however, the two of them appeared evenly matched.
Xiao Yan had personally experienced Tang San's so-called "Mysterious Jade Hand" and knew how formidable he was. He had not expected Young Master Dai to hold his own without using Soul Power, or even appear to have a slight advantage.
"Good!"
After just one exchange, Young Master Dai's eyes lit up, and he looked at Tang San with a trace of admiration. He halted, then charged forward again, and they resumed fighting.
Xiao Yan had personally experienced Tang San's strength in hand-to-hand combat. Tang San was exceptionally skilled in this kind of fighting, and Xiao Yan had suffered quite a bit at his hands.
Over the past few years, however, the two of them had sparred with each other under Grandmaster's training, and Xiao Yan was now also highly skilled in combat.
Although Young Master Dai was not weak, he was naturally inferior when compared with Tang San's strong suit.
Tang San struck Young Master Dai's chest with a palm, forcing him back and winning by a narrow margin.
Based on Young Master Dai's sweeping, forceful attacks, Xiao Yan guessed that he was probably a Battle Soul Master who followed the Power Attack System.
"Very good. You've forced me to use Soul Power of my own accord. You've won this match."
Young Master Dai accepted his loss and spoke to Tang San and the others:
"But it's not often I meet an opponent like you, and I'm not willing to stop just like this. No matter who wins from here on, the room is yours."
"White Tiger, possession!"
As Young Master Dai's words fell, Soul Power circulated within him and a pale light erupted from his body. He swept his hands outward, and a series of cracking sounds came from his bones.
Young Master Dai's already tall frame grew even more imposing. His long golden hair turned black and white, white throughout except for a few black strands atop his head that formed the character "王."
His hands also grew thicker, his palms seemingly transforming into a pair of tiger paws. Streaks of cold light appeared between his fingers.
Most importantly, three Soul Rings-yellow, yellow, and purple-rose from beneath his feet and surrounded him. Surging Soul Power spread outward, making Tang San's expression change.
Xiao Yan darted forward to stand beside Tang San, his face grave as he looked at Young Master Dai, who had released his Martial Soul.
Three Soul Rings meant that his opponent had already reached the Soul Elder realm, and his was the White Tiger, a battle Martial Soul focused on attack power.
"Dai Mubai. Martial Soul: White Tiger. Level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder. Please enlighten me."
Amid the surging Soul Power, Dai Mubai announced his Martial Soul and level. In the Soul Master World, this represented a formal challenge.