On the way back to Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong followed Fu Qin with her eyes full of hearts.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Dean Flander walked at the front, his usual stingy praise now undisguised. He glanced at Ning Rongrong beside him, his tone carrying a hint of complexity.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda truly lives up to its name. It is the number one auxiliary martial soul on the continent, and it is not just a name. In addition, with your innate level nine soul power foundation, given time, your future is limitless."
Ning Rongrong raised her chin, her face full of arrogant pride, but she secretly glanced at Fu Qin out of the corner of her eye, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her lips.
She knew that the victory was largely due to Fu Qin's hard work, but she was still very happy to be recognized by Flander.
But her spoiled princess attitude hadn't changed. She snorted and said, "Of course, don't you know who I am?"
Flanders rolled his eyes and didn't reply, clearly still somewhat helpless about her personality, but the approval in his eyes was undeniable.
Ning Rongrong, this golden ingot, has indeed landed right in Shrek Academy, this "beggar's den." With her around, Shrek Academy's overall strength will undoubtedly rise to a new level in the future.
Fu Qin chuckled inwardly. The outcome of this battle of souls was both expected and somewhat unexpected.
He already knew how powerful the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was, but when he truly experienced the power after the triple amplification, he still felt it was quite heaven-defying.
Just as he was pondering, Dai Mubai suddenly patted Tang San's shoulder, his tone ambiguous.
He whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Hey, you finally won the Soul Battle tonight. How about we go to Soto City for some fun? I told the old lady there to reserve three top courtesans. If you come, I'll give you one."
Ma Hongjun immediately moved closer, his face lewd.
"Yeah, yeah, mistress, go and see for yourself! I guarantee it'll broaden your horizons!" Oscar chimed in from the side.
Tang San hesitated for a moment, his eyes glancing unconsciously at Xiao Wu not far away, clearly showing that he was somewhat tempted.
But when he saw Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly turn cold, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately waved his hand.
"No, no, I need to go back to cultivate, so I won't go."
Seeing this, Dai Mubai and the others had no choice but to give up. They jokingly teased him a few times for being "henpecked," and then walked arm in arm toward Soto City.
Fu Qin watched all of this, a playful smile playing on his lips.
Tang San's reaction was just like in the original story, showing that his concern for Xiao Wu ran deep in his bones.
Xiao Wu's possessive manner warmed Tang San's heart.
"oops!"
Just then, Ning Rongrong beside him swayed as if she had slipped and almost fell.
Fu Qin subconsciously reached out and held her waist. It was soft and delicate to the touch, with the unique fragrance of a young girl.
"What's wrong?" Fu Qin asked, looking down at her with concern.
Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed, her eyes darted away, and she lifted one foot slightly, saying aggrievedly, "I think I twisted my ankle, it hurts so much."
Just as Fu Qin was about to bend down to inspect, Tang San suddenly stepped forward and said with a sincere expression.
"Fu Qin, let me carry Rongrong. You used up a lot of energy fighting just now, you should rest."
Upon hearing this, not only did Ning Rongrong frown, but Xiao Wu's expression also instantly turned extremely unpleasant.
Ning Rongrong flatly refused, her tone filled with undisguised disdain.
"Get away, I don't want you to carry me."
Xiao Wu's eyes turned cold, and her mind exploded.
What did Tang San mean by that? Knowing full well that Ning Rongrong is his brother's future girlfriend, why did he still want to carry her on his back?
Is he trying to have his cake and eat it too, wanting to please me while also trying to seduce Ning Rongrong?
He even wants to date his brother's future woman? That's just wishful thinking!
"Tang San, get the hell out of here!"
Xiao Wu didn't give Tang San a chance to explain. Her figure flashed suddenly, her soul power surged under her feet, and she delivered a whip kick with a whooshing sound, fiercely kicking towards Tang San's cheek.
Tang San was completely caught off guard by Xiao Wu's sudden attack. He had no time to react and only felt a strong force on his face. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the grass dozens of meters away, raising a cloud of dust.
Fu Qin was stunned; he hadn't expected Xiao Wu to be so ruthless.
However, this seems quite normal, after all, Tang San was poaching his brother's girlfriend right in front of Xiao Wu.
After Xiao Wu kicked Tang San away, she turned to look at Ning Rongrong, her eyes filled with a hint of barely perceptible hostility, yet she still suppressed her jealousy and said...
"Rongrong, let me carry you on my back. Fu Qin is too tired."
Ning Rongrong frowned, clearly reluctant, but seeing Xiao Wu's unyielding expression and knowing that her sprained ankle was fake, she had no choice but to nod.
Xiao Wu squatted down and let Ning Rongrong lie on her back. When she stood up, she deliberately gave Fu Qin a reproachful look, looking just like a little animal asserting its dominance.
Fu Qin chuckled inwardly, quickly walked to Tang San's side, and reached out to help him up.
Tang San rubbed his swollen cheeks, blood still stained the corners of his mouth, his face full of grievance and regret.
"Fu Qin, that's not what I meant. I just... sigh, Xiao Wu misunderstood me."
“I know.” Fu Qin patted his shoulder, his tone slightly teasing.
"Third Brother, you need to think before you speak next time. After all, you know Xiao Wu's situation; she can't tolerate any nonsense."
Tang San nodded with a wry smile, cursing himself a thousand times in his heart, and vowing never to meddle in other people's business again.
The group returned to Shrek Academy. After handing Ning Rongrong over to Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu turned to look at Fu Qin, her eyes filled with deep resentment and a hint of barely perceptible urgency.
She even winked at him, the meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Come find me quickly."
Fu Qin understood, greeted Tang San, and then left the crowd's sight.
...
Not long after.
He pushed open Xiaowu's door once again.
But as soon as I went in, I was embraced by a soft body.
"Fu Qin..." Xiao Wu's voice was sweet and coquettish. She hugged his waist tightly with both hands, buried her head in his chest, and revealed an undisguised resentment in her eyes.
Fu Qin acted quickly, closing the door behind him, pulling her into his arms, and pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"My dear Xiaowu, who has made you angry again?"
"It's not Tang San yet!" Xiao Wu raised her head, her eyes full of dissatisfaction.
"He already has me, his beautiful, kind, and generous girlfriend, and he still wants to carry Ning Rongrong on his back? I won't allow it!"
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Fu Qin's lips, her movements carrying a hint of urgency and domineering, as if she were asserting her dominance.
Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, Fu Qin felt his worldview crumble slightly.
Goodness.
The magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps.
Hagi dance, you're amazing!
certainly.
Xiao Wu's double standards at this moment have nothing to do with him.
After all, he was just a sunny and cheerful young man who came to offer warmth and comfort.
Only things that are "mutually consented" will happen between the two.