Oscar's face turned deathly pale after being publicly reprimanded by Flander and Yu Xiaogang. He looked at everyone in front of him who believed Fu Qin, but no one believed him.
Looking at Fu Qin's "innocent and aggrieved" pretense, Oscar felt a rush of blood to his head, his vision went black, and he completely fainted.
Fu Qin looked at Oscar's unconscious state, a barely perceptible sneer flashing in his eyes, before his expression turned worried.
"Dean, Master, Oscar, he..."
"Lift him down and treat him properly. Give him a good scolding when he wakes up!"
Flander waved his hand impatiently, clearly having completely lost patience with Oscar.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance. Although unwilling, they stepped forward and dragged Oscar out like a dead dog, showing no mercy whatsoever.
The stench of blood in the room gradually dissipated, and Ning Rongrong looked at Fu Qin with a face full of heartache.
“Brother Fu Qin, you’ve been wronged to be slandered like this.”
Fu Qin shook his head, reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone gentle.
"It's alright, the innocent will clear themselves. As long as you're alright, that's all that matters."
Tang San also stepped forward and patted Fu Qin on the shoulder.
"Fu Qin, don't take it to heart. We all believe in you. Oscar is just having a mental breakdown."
Fu Qin smiled and nodded.
...
After Oscar was dragged away, the smell of blood in the room gradually dissipated, but the lingering ambiguity and awkwardness still permeated the air.
Flander's gaze swept between Fu Qin and Ning Rongrong, especially when he saw the two standing side by side.
Ning Rongrong subconsciously moved closer to Fu Qin, and Flander's eyes immediately flashed with understanding, followed by a meaningful smirk.
He cleared his throat, his tone slightly teasing.
"Rongrong, tell me, what are you planning to do by dragging a hot-blooded young man like Fu Qin into your room in the middle of the night?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's cheeks instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple, and even the roots of her ears turned pink.
She instinctively lowered her head, her small hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her voice barely a whisper, "I...I just wanted to chat with Fu Qin, I didn't mean anything else..."
The more she explained, the more guilty she felt. She secretly glanced at Fu Qin and met his smiling gaze. Her cheeks burned even hotter, and she quickly lowered her head, looking shy and adorable.
Seeing this, Fu Qin quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Ning Rongrong, his face showing just the right amount of shyness, and said sincerely.
"Dean, it was indeed me who suggested coming to the balcony to look at the moon. Rongrong just agreed. Please don't misunderstand her."
As he spoke, he subtly winked at Ning Rongrong, signaling her not to be nervous.
Yu Xiaogang, standing to the side, was also filled with emotion as he watched this scene unfold.
Ning Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She is exceptionally talented and has a powerful background.
Fu Qin is incredibly strong, has unlimited potential, and enjoys Tang San's deep trust.
If these two could really get together, it would undoubtedly provide a huge boost to Tang San's path of revenge against the Spirit Hall.
With the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Fu Qin's talent, Tang San will have a greater advantage in future competitions.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang looked at Fu Qin and Ning Rongrong with more approval and expectation.
He gently tugged at Flander's sleeve, signaling him to stop teasing the two young men.
Flanders understood and waved his hand with a smile.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you guys. But young people should know when to stop playing around and absolutely not neglect their cultivation."
These words, though seemingly a warning, actually foreshadowed a closer relationship between the two, and the tone was full of encouragement.
Fu Qin nodded quickly.
"Don't worry, Dean, we will not neglect our cultivation."
Ning Rongrong blushed even more upon hearing this, but did not refute it.
Just then, Xiao Wu, who had been standing silently at the door, suddenly stepped in.
She had just been pampered by Fu Qin that afternoon, and her complexion was rosy. Her eyes still held a hint of allure, and her gaze towards Fu Qin contained both intimacy and a subtle, almost imperceptible, jealousy.
She walked up to Fu Qin and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, reached out her small hand and pinched the soft flesh on Fu Qin's waist hard. The force was not great, but it carried a strong "warning" meaning.
Fu Qin stiffened slightly as he was pinched, then turned to look at Xiao Wu. He saw a sly smile flash in her eyes before she teased Fu Qin and Ning Rongrong.
"Brother Fu Qin, Sister Rongrong, since the director has agreed, you two should rest well tonight and try to have a baby soon. I'll be the child's godmother then!"
These bold and direct words instantly made the atmosphere in the room even more ambiguous.
Ning Rongrong's face turned bright red, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Tang San smiled innocently, seemingly finding Xiao Wu's teasing amusing.
After Xiao Wu finished speaking, she gave Fu Qin a charming and seductive wink, the allure in her eyes something only Fu Qin could understand.
Having done all this, Xiao Wu didn't linger. She turned and left with light, quick steps.
...
It was evening.
Fu Qin ultimately did not stay overnight in Ning Rongrong's room.
He knows what's important; occasional infidelity is different from an open and honest relationship, and now is not the time to break the ice.
To avoid things getting out of control, he and Ning Rongrong tacitly maintained a public relationship that was more than siblings but less than lovers.
After resting for only a day, Flander led everyone into the Soto City Great Arena.
Oscar was the only one absent from this training camp.
After Fu Qin "accidentally" severed his manhood, he could only lie on the bed in the inn to recover from his injury.
Yu Xiaogang specially prepared what he considered to be the best healing medicine, but it could only repair the surface wounds. The critical parts that had been severed by the Demon Spider Flying Sword had already completely died and were beyond repair.
For the past two weeks, Oscar has spent his days enduring the dull pain of his wounds and staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes filled with such resentment and bitterness that they almost seem tangible.
He hated Fu Qin, hated everyone's favoritism, and hated his own incompetence even more.
He was the one who fell for Ning Rongrong first, and Fu Qin was clearly a devil in disguise, yet in the end, it was he who destroyed everything.
Meanwhile, in the rest room of the Soto City Great Soul Arena, the Shrek Academy members were already fully prepared and ready to go.
The most eye-catching change is the team's lineup.
The support role that originally belonged to Oscar has now been officially replaced by Fu Qin.
Tang San slowly walked to Fu Qin's side and patted him hard on the shoulder.
“Fu Qin, from now on we will be the Shrek Seven Devils. Although you have confirmed your relationship with Rongrong, don’t slack off.”
"After all, her father is the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. If you don't work hard to gain his approval, there will still be many problems between you and Rongrong."
Tang San's words, seemingly for Fu Qin's sake, were actually all for his own.
After all, he had already placed all his bets on Fu Qin. If the other party failed to win over Ning Rongrong, he would lose the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as his reliance.