As he spoke, he wore a pained expression, as if he truly regretted his "mistake," perfectly maintaining his image as a kind and righteous person.
"Fu Qin, don't blame yourself, this is not your fault at all!" Tang San immediately stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, refuting him sincerely.
“Oscar himself went to Rongrong’s window in the middle of the night, and then he slandered you out of jealousy. It’s all his own fault and has nothing to do with you.”
Dai Mubai echoed this sentiment.
“That’s right! He was such a jerk, he deserved to leave. You don’t need to pay for his mistakes.”
“That’s right, Brother Fu Qin,” Ning Rongrong quickly stepped forward to comfort him, holding his hand and speaking softly.
"You only did it to protect me, it wasn't your fault at all, don't take it to heart."
Xiao Wu nodded as well.
“Brother Fu Qin, Oscar wanted to leave on his own, and no one could stop him. Don’t blame yourself!”
Seeing everyone trying to exonerate him, Fu Qin's face showed even more self-reproach, but his mind was full of wicked thoughts.
This is exactly the effect he wanted.
This made everyone feel that Oscar's departure was his own fault, and that he was just an innocent victim.
But only Fu Qin himself knew that Oscar's departure might not have been accidental.
He vaguely sensed that the lingering chill in the room was strange, carrying an inexplicable aura that made him wary.
Where did Oscar go?
What means could a support-type Soul Master possibly have to survive?
After thinking it over and over, Fu Qin still had no clue, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
...
Before we knew it, a month had passed in the blink of an eye.
In the private room of the largest restaurant in Soto, the lights were on, and the aroma of wine mingled with laughter, creating a lively atmosphere.
Since defeating the Mad Warriors, the Shrek team has been unstoppable, winning eleven more games in just one month, achieving a glorious record of 27 consecutive victories, and is only one step away from the team's Golden Battle Spirit Medal!
This celebration banquet was not only a reward for the victory, but also the first real gathering and feast for the Shrek members in this lifetime.
At the dinner table, the dishes were plentiful, and the toasts were exchanged.
Dean Flander, beaming with pride, was praising Yu Xiaogang with his arm around his shoulder.
"Look at our Shrek kids, each one of them is a prodigy! Twenty-seven consecutive victories, and soon we'll make the Soto City Grand Arena remember our names!"
Tang San held up his wine cup, clinked it with Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and showed a gentle smile on his face.
"This is all thanks to everyone's good teamwork, especially Fu Qin. Your support and damage output have solved a lot of problems for us."
Dai Mubai downed a glass of wine with gusto, then patted Fu Qin on the shoulder and laughed heartily.
"That kid Fu Qin is simply our lucky star! With him around, our team's strength has jumped to a whole new level!"
Ma Hongjun, his mouth full of roasted meat, mumbled his agreement.
"That's right! If we follow Fu Qin from now on, the Golden Battle Spirit Medal will be a piece of cake!"
Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, and their conversations were full of anticipation for the future.
No one mentioned Oscar, the former Shrek member, as if he had never existed, seemingly forgotten in the dark corners of everyone's hearts.
Fu Qin, holding a wine glass, sat between Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, occasionally clinking glasses with the others, speaking humbly, perfectly maintaining his "reliable core" persona.
Ning Rongrong, dressed in a light purple dress, her cheeks flushed from the slight intoxication, leaned gently on Fu Qin's shoulder, holding a glass of fruit wine in her hand, her voice soft and sweet.
"Brother Fu Qin, you're amazing! Twenty-seven consecutive wins, we really did it!"
Fu Qin turned his head, looked at the starlight in her eyes, and reached out to ruffle her hair.
"Rongrong, we did it together. I couldn't have done it alone without your cooperation and everyone else's help."
Xiao Wu sat on the other side, slightly tipsy, her eyes more lively and charming than usual.
She reached out her small hand and secretly took Fu Qin's hand under the table, gently stroking it with her fingertips, a hint of cunning in her eyes.
"Little brother Fu Qin, we'll always be together from now on!"
Fu Qin took her hand in his own, squeezed it gently, and gave her a reassuring look.
But Zhu Zhuqing, who was sitting in the corner, was in a different situation.
She was usually aloof and taciturn, and her alcohol tolerance wasn't very high. After a few glasses of strong liquor, her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her eyes became somewhat glazed, clearly indicating that she was drunk.
She rested her forehead on one hand, occasionally glancing up at Fu Qin, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
There was approval, curiosity, and a hint of barely perceptible shyness.
The banquet lasted until late at night before everyone finally left, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
"Zhuqing seems quite drunk. Let's take her home to rest."
Ning Rongrong, supporting Zhu Zhuqing's arm, spoke to Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu nodded and stepped forward to support Zhu Zhuqing on the other side.
"Yes, Fu Qin, why don't you come too and lend us a hand?"
Fu Qin naturally wouldn't refuse and helped the two women support her.
The skin beneath his touch was warm and smooth, carrying a faint scent of wine. Zhu Zhuqing instinctively leaned against him, her breathing becoming slightly rapid. The warm breath brushed against his neck, causing a slight stirring in his heart.
"Thank you..." Zhu Zhuqing mumbled, her voice soft and sweet from being drunk, a stark contrast to her usual coldness.
Fu Qin smiled and spoke gently.
"Don't mention it, watch your step."
The three of them helped Zhu Zhuqing walk slowly towards the inn.
As Ning Rongrong walked, she whispered to Xiao Wu, "Zhu Qing usually seems cold and aloof, but I didn't expect her to be so well-behaved when she's drunk."
Xiao Wu covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Yes, it would be great if she could always be this well-behaved. But speaking of which, Brother Fu Qin was really popular at the dinner table just now. Tang San and the others were all praising him."
Ning Rongrong blushed slightly and nodded: "That's right, Brother Fu Qin is very capable."
Every word of their whispered conversation reached Fu Qin's ears.
He chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, only carefully supporting Zhu Zhuqing to prevent her from falling.
Back at the inn, the three of them escorted Zhu Zhuqing back to her room.
Fu Qin carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
Zhu Zhuqing squinted at Fu Qin's face, then suddenly reached out and gently grabbed his sleeve, murmuring, "Fu Qin...you're very strong..."
Fu Qin was taken aback for a moment, then gently patted her hand.
"have a good rest."
After saying that, he turned around and left the room with Xiaowu, gently closing the door behind them.
In the corridor, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing smiles in each other's eyes.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were afraid that Zhu Qing would be bullied, so Ning Rongrong stayed in the room to prevent Dai Mubai from taking advantage of Zhu Qing.
"Brother Fu Qin, it's getting late, you should get some rest too."
Xiao Wu said, her tone tinged with reluctance.
"Good night."
Fu Qin smiled and nodded, watching Xiao Wu return to her room.
However, instead of returning to his room, he re-entered the Soto City Great Arena.