Tang Hao stared intently at Flander and Zhao Wuji, his tone so cold it could drip water.
"Flander, Zhao Wuji, you two have some nerve!"
Flander and Zhao Wuji turned pale and instinctively took a step back.
They knew that Tang Hao was about to come and demand an explanation.
"My son's third spirit ring only absorbed a single Hundred-Year-Old Lonely Bamboo?"
Tang Hao's voice grew louder and louder, his anger erupting like a volcano.
"Soul skill or some bullshit pole vault?! I asked you to take care of him, and this is how you take care of him?!"
He grew angrier as he spoke, and his soul power surged wildly, causing the ground of the playground to tremble slightly.
Tang Hao's son, who possessed the twin martial souls of the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer, has now fallen into such a predicament.
The third spirit ring is a piece of junk that has been around for a hundred years, and the spirit skill is a pole vault that is so bizarre it's laughable!
If this gets out, how will he save face?
"I think you're tired of living!" Tang Hao roared, his fists, as big as casserole dishes, clenched tightly, clearly intending to teach Flander and Zhao Wuji a lesson.
Flander and Zhao Wuji turned pale with fright and waved their hands repeatedly.
"Your Majesty Haotian! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! It was Xiao San who insisted on absorbing the super-limited spirit ring, and we couldn't stop him!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! If it weren't for young friend Fu Qin's intervention, Xiao San would have been dead long ago!"
Zhao Wuji quickly echoed this and pushed Fu Qin forward.
However, at this moment, Fu Qin was on Xiao Wu's bed, holding her slender waist and immersing himself in the ups and downs of life.
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu had extremely sharp senses and detected Tang Hao's aura almost instantly.
Xiao Wu sensed this aura and felt a little nervous.
Fortunately, Fu Qin held her tightly beneath him, which made her feel incredibly fulfilled.
When Tang Hao heard Zhao Wuji and the others mention Fu Qin, the anger in his heart instantly dissipated.
After all, he had watched Fu Qin grow up and had a good impression of the young man.
But despite his goodwill, how could he easily quell his anger after his son had suffered such a great injustice?
This accident was absolutely caused by Zhao Wuji and Flander's inadequate supervision!
...
The night at Shrek Academy should have been completely silent, but it was shattered by two suppressed screams.
In the bamboo forest behind the mountain, Tang Hao clenched his fists, each punch carrying enough power to severely injure a Soul Saint.
Zhao Wuji was beaten to the ground, his face bruised and swollen, and the old wound on his left waist and abdomen reopened, his robes soaked with blood.
Flander fared no better; Jin Pengyi was trampled underfoot, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he could only cover his head and dodge in a sorry state.
"Is this how you take care of my son!" Tang Hao's roar shook the bamboo leaves, causing them to fall. "A hundred-year-old spirit ring? Pole vaulting? Is this how you act as dean and teachers?"
The two dared not retaliate or argue, and could only endure Tang Hao's rage.
They knew in their hearts that they were indeed partly to blame for Tang San's current state, and that they had suffered this beating for nothing.
Screams rose and fell, but no one dared to intervene, leaving Tang Hao to vent his frustrations.
Meanwhile, in the dormitory on the other side, a completely different and enchanting scene unfolded.
Fu Qin's room was decorated in a warm and ambiguous way, with flickering candlelight illuminating Xiao Wu's various adorable outfits.
The pink bunny ear outfit made her look charming and lively, while the white lace dress added a touch of innocence. Every time she changed outfits, it stirred a restless feeling in Fu Qin's heart.
"Brother Fu Qin, do you think this looks good?" Xiao Wu lifted her skirt and twirled in front of Fu Qin, her rabbit ears swaying gently with the movement, her eyes full of charming smiles.
Fu Qin reached out and pulled her into his arms, his fingertips tracing her delicate skin, his voice deep and magnetic: "You look good, Sister Xiaowu, you look good in anything."
As their emotions deepened, the two became deeply entwined, and the room was filled with an intensely ambiguous atmosphere.
Xiao Wu's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she was completely immersed in Fu Qin's gentle advances, having long forgotten the time and everything around her.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and a slender figure quietly slipped in.
It was Ning Rongrong. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her mind filled with Fu Qin's image. In the end, she couldn't help but come to find him.
But when she saw the scene in the room, her pupils dilated instantly, and she stopped breathing.
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu were entangled together, their clothes disheveled, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, causing her cheeks to flush instantly.
She instinctively wanted to scream, but her mouth was covered by two swift hands at the same time.
"Hmm!"
Ning Rongrong struggled, but Fu Qin and Xiao Wu held her down firmly.
Fu Qin looked at her shocked eyes and a slightly innocent expression appeared on his face.
Xiao Wu panicked and quickly shook her head at her, signaling her to keep quiet.
After finally letting go, Ning Rongrong gasped for breath, looking at the two of them with a complicated expression.
"Xiao Wu... Brother Fu Qin... you guys...."
Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed. She took Ning Rongrong's hand and whispered, "Rongrong, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you. Fu Qin and I have been together for a long time."
She paused, her tone pleading.
"This matter cannot be known to others, especially Tang San and Dai Mubai. Can you help us keep it a secret?"
Looking into Xiao Wu's sincere eyes and then at Fu Qin's innocent expression, Ning Rongrong's shock was gradually replaced by disappointment.
She thought her intimate moment with Fu Qin last night was a secret between them, but she never expected that Xiao Wu would also have such a relationship with Fu Qin.
But soon, the aura of intellectual impairment began to influence Ning Rongrong's thoughts.
Instead, she thought about it again. She and Fu Qin had already consummated their relationship, and she and Xiao Wu had long formed an alliance. Their common enemy and common goal instantly dispelled any misunderstandings between them.
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, raised her head, and said with a firm look in her eyes, "Actually... I was with Brother Fu Qin last night too."
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu were both stunned, clearly not expecting Ning Rongrong to say such a thing.
A brief silence fell over the room, the light emanating from the aura of reduced intelligence no less intense than the green light above Tang San and Oscar's heads.
Then Xiao Wu suddenly laughed, took Ning Rongrong's hand, and looked mischievous.
"Since that's the case, then we don't need to hide it anymore. Rongrong, Fu Qin is so good to us, why don't we follow him together?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and a joyful smile appeared on her face.
She already had deep feelings for Fu Qin, and didn't want to lose Xiao Wu as an ally, so Xiao Wu's suggestion suited her perfectly.
"Okay! Let's take care of Brother Fu Qin together!"
The two hit it off immediately, giving Fu Qin no chance to speak at all.
Xiao Wu pulled Ning Rongrong along and began enthusiastically sharing her tips for getting along with Fu Qin. As she talked, she started to try out all sorts of new and interesting things with her.
In his previous life, due to Tang San's kidney deficiency and his frequent outings, he barely touched Xiao Wu.
Therefore, there's no point in talking about experience.