Too Much Sugar

The moment she heard it was Oscar.

The happiness on Ning Rongrong's face vanished.

Before Wang Changsheng appeared.

She could still test Oscar's sincerity.

Now.

What was Oscar worth?

He was pathetically weak.

"Rongrong, the man who likes you is here," Wang Changsheng couldn't resist teasing.

Ning Rongrong snorted disdainfully and pressed her cheek more tightly against Wang Changsheng's chest.

"Ignore him."

At that moment.

Now that they had confirmed their relationship, Ning Rongrong had long since forgotten Wang Changsheng's domineering ways.

All she could see was how powerful her man was.

As the saying went, marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.

From now on, she would stand only on Wang Changsheng's side.

Oscar, outside the door, knew nothing of this.

When Ning Rongrong didn't answer, anxiety filled his face, and he thought she might be feeling unwell.

The knocking grew louder.

"Rongrong, are you sick? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Rongrong, say something! I'm coming in, then."

Just then.

The dormitory door suddenly opened, and Wang Changsheng walked out.

He glanced at the bowl Oscar held in both hands. It was filled with white fungus and lotus seed soup, and he took it without ceremony.

Then he took a sip.

He had to admit it.

Oscar's cooking was quite good.

However.

Remembering that Oscar was one of the men in the protagonist's group, Wang Changsheng savored the taste in his mouth for a moment before giving his verdict.

"Too much sugar."

Oscar's mind went blank.

He never could have imagined that Wang Changsheng would come out of the room.

When he came to his senses, he scratched his head.

"That's impossible."

"I've always made white fungus and lotus seed soup this way. I didn't change the ingredients."

Wang Changsheng said nothing.

He had already left with the soup, eating as he walked.

Oscar remained rooted to the spot, scratching his head.

He had a feeling something wasn't right.

Suddenly.

A flash of anger spread rapidly across Oscar's face.

Bastard.

Why did Wang Changsheng come out of Rongrong's room?

At that thought.

Oscar was frantic.

After all, everyone knew what had happened to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

He was just about to go inside and ask Ning Rongrong.

But Ning Rongrong came to the dormitory door with a dark expression, her voice full of impatience.

"Oscar, please stop bothering me from now on."

Oscar's world came crashing down in an instant.

First, Wang Changsheng had inexplicably appeared in Ning Rongrong's room.

Then Ning Rongrong's attitude had changed completely, and she had told him to keep his distance.

Could it be...

Did that happen to Rongrong too?

At that thought.

Oscar frowned deeply, but he had no intention of blaming Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, did that bastard threaten you?"

"Don't worry. Sooner or later, I'll avenge you."

Ning Rongrong had already made herself perfectly clear.

She hadn't expected Oscar to continue showering her with attention, and she couldn't help feeling repulsed by the man who had once pursued her.

"What threat? Oscar, don't talk nonsense."

"I was perfectly willing, and I even used my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to assist Brother Changsheng."

As she said this, Ning Rongrong was especially proud and coquettish, as though she really had been willing before entering a relationship with the god.

With that.

She turned away coldly, leaving him with one last remark.

"Please stop pestering me from now on."

"Otherwise, Brother Changsheng will get jealous."

Ah...

At that moment.

Oscar cried out helplessly in the depths of his heart.

Why?

Why did it turn out like this?

Oscar's legs gave way, and he dropped to the ground with a thud.

Had Rongrong really agreed to Wang Changsheng of her own accord?

He had pursued her for years, years!

To think the goddess he had always taken such pains to cherish had actually brought out her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to do that sort of thing!

The contrast filled Oscar with such intense grief that it seemed worse than death.

Why?

Why wasn't he that man?

On Shrek's training ground.

After breakfast, Yu Xiaogang gathered the Shrek Seven Devils.

They sat in a circle on the grass.

In addition.

There were several students from the former Blue Tyrant Academy.

Jiang Zhu, Jing Ling, Tai Long, and Huang Yuan.

Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the circle, his hands behind his back, explaining the rules of the Soul Master Elite Tournament without pause.

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament is about to begin."

"Now, I'll tell you what you need to keep in mind about the tournament."

The next moment.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he darted over as well, squeezing in beside Zhu Zhuqing.

Of Shrek's three beauties.

He still liked Zhu Zhuqing a little more.

For no other reason than her sizzling figure.

And the captivating allure of an ice-cold beauty.

When Wang Changsheng appeared.

Yu Xiaogang's speech was interrupted without a word being said.

His hatred for Wang Changsheng went without saying, but for now he could only swallow it and maintain the proper courtesy, lest he be made a fool of again.

"Lord Sunlight, is there something you need?"

Wang Changsheng's gaze remained fixed on Zhu Zhuqing.

He waved casually at Yu Xiaogang.

"I came to listen to you spout bullshit."

"Go on, keep spouting. Don't mind me."

Dark lines covered Yu Xiaogang's face.

When had he spouted bullshit?

He had only been talking about the tournament. Did that count as spouting bullshit too?

With no other choice.

Yu Xiaogang steeled himself and continued his explanation.

Zhu Zhuqing felt uncomfortable all over. She kept her eyes forward, watching Yu Xiaogang speak, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see where Wang Changsheng's gaze had landed.

It was fixed squarely on the sizzling highlights of her figure.

A flush crept involuntarily onto Zhu Zhuqing's face.

Damn it.

It wasn't as if I hadn't let him have them before!

He can't even behave himself in public. He's far too greedy.

As for Dai Mubai.

Although he noticed Wang Changsheng's ill-intentioned gaze, he could only curse him in his heart.

At the same time.

He also cursed Zhu Zhuqing along with him.

That shameless pair.

What a pair of shameless dogs.

If he's staring at you, don't you know to move away?

If Zhu Zhuqing had even a little backbone, he wouldn't have become a laughingstock with a cuckold's hat on his head.

Of course.

Wang Changsheng wasn't idle either.

He leaned close to Zhu Zhuqing's ear.

"Zhuqing, you saw it too. Why didn't I go sit beside someone else? It shows you hold a more important place in my heart."

Zhu Zhuqing was both embarrassed and angry.

His words were clearly full of false affection.

Yet she didn't feel repulsed.

Whatever else might be said, being favored by a god counted as a kind of good fortune for her, didn't it?

Alas!

Wang Changsheng had forcibly changed the course of her fate.

She could only try to look on the bright side.

"Can you look somewhere else? You may have no shame, but I still do."

Wang Changsheng was the type to take advice.

But that also depended on the occasion.

Since they were in public, he did as Zhu Zhuqing asked and looked straight ahead with an earnest expression, as though what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Just then.

The system's voice sounded for the day.

[Ding...]

[Today's system mission has been updated]

[Host, please have Tang San sit on a roof holding a fish spear, playing the part of two gods coexisting. Then have Gangzi grip a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo and use his first Soul Skill to pole-vault while happily shouting, **Divine Realm, here I come!** Once he has jumped onto the roof, have him immediately point at Tang San's nose and curse him out: **Little Scumbag, I was the one who raised you into a god! You ungrateful wretch, you actually didn't take your master to the Divine Realm? You truly have a way to court death!**]