In the end, Flander left with a bag of gold soul coins.
Holding Zhao Wuji's hand, his back looked somewhat desolate.
He couldn't afford to offend either side, so he could only do what he had to do.
Ye Qiu was right; Dai Mubai had finally eliminated his troublesome roots, and no matter what, Xingluo wouldn't make a big fuss over him.
Moreover, Shrek Academy was really in dire financial straits.
Even if they called all the teachers together and crowdfunded, they couldn't raise enough money for Tang San and the others' treatment.
Oscar did have some, but he couldn't take it out, otherwise it would be hard to explain.
Therefore, from the beginning, Flander's goal was to ask for some medical expenses.
As for dealing with Ye Qiu, someone else would do it; Tang Hao wasn't in a hurry, so what was the use of them being in a hurry?
...
"Xiao Qiu, why did they just leave like that?"
When Ye Qiu returned to the room, Xiao Wu ran over and looked at him strangely.
"That's because Rongrong has a big face!" Ye Qiu opened his arms and directly embraced the three girls.
"My face isn't that big!" Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and squeezed in a little further.
"Alright, Zhu Qing, don't think about those things anymore."
"Okay!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded and didn't ask anything more.
"Let's go eat!" Ye Qiu, having gained a little advantage, activated his Sharingan, and the four of them disappeared from the room.
...
"Ah! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill them all!"
Flander and Zhao Wuji had just returned to the ward when they heard Dai Mubai's hoarse roar.
Dai Mubai's hair was disheveled, his face was covered in wounds, and the excruciating pain in his body couldn't conceal his ferocious killing intent.
Saliva flew everywhere, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Yu Xiaogang in the other bed was also in a state of utter despair, lying drowsily on his side, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Tang San's charred face was also contorted with rage as he lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, where it seemed to be constantly replaying scenes of his betrayal of his master and the three of them together!
Ignoring Dai Mubai's wails, he opened his mouth with difficulty.
"T-Teacher!"
"!" Yu Xiaogang trembled, as if transported back to a bygone era.
Forcing himself to calm down, he gritted his teeth and responded.
"What's wrong? Xiao San."
Although somewhat fearful, for some reason, calling him Xiao San felt natural, after all, he was indeed young.
"Teacher, what is my relationship with the Haotian Sect?!"
Tang San suppressed the hatred in his heart; he had something more important than this—to find out his true identity!
...
More than half a month passed, and night fell once again.
In the secret room of the Crown Prince's residence, the stone table was laden with delicacies.
After personally serving two bowls of rice,
Qian Renxue rested her chin on her hand, quietly waiting for Ye Qiu's arrival.
Tap!
Footsteps sounded, and Qian Renxue turned her head to look, a smile blooming on her calm face, but she quickly concealed it and withdrew her gaze.
She complained, "You're a little late today!"
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"Hmm! Sorry," Ye Qiu smiled faintly, walked to Qian Renxue's side, and sat down next to her on the wide bench.
He leaned over and took a small sip of her cheek. Her skin
was smooth and delicate, like porcelain.
Qian Renxue frowned, her face flushed even in the dim light of the room.
Her eyes darted around, and she glared at Ye Qiu: "I already told you, you're not allowed to touch me!"
"Okay, I know!" Ye Qiu nodded quickly, picked up the rice she had prepared for him, and put some vegetables in her bowl. "Eat quickly!"
"Hmph! Don't do it again!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, but a smile played on her lips as she began to eat.
Ye Qiu secretly watched her out of the corner of his eye, chuckling to himself while inwardly rolling his eyes.
"Hmm?" Qian Renxue suddenly frowned, squinting at Ye Qiu.
Fortunately, Ye Qiu quickly wiped the smile from his lips, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Qiu suspiciously, then placed the half-eaten shrimp she had taken a bite of into Ye Qiu's bowl.
During this time, the two seemed to have forgotten their previous unpleasantness.
They were like true friends, no, even closer than friends, and had begun to get used to each other's presence.
At first, Qian Renxue would swat at Ye Qiu's kisses and touches, but gradually, the sacred sword remained sheathed. Although she would warn Ye Qiu each time, she wouldn't dodge
—well, just verbally.
Faced with Qian Renxue's advances, Ye Qiu no longer simply let her do as she pleased, but slowly responded, personally teaching her various techniques.
Although she would suffer minor cuts each time, Qian Renxue didn't seem to like being controlled.
Before long, the two had finished their meal.
Qian Renxue blushed, her deep, golden eyes fixed on Ye Qiu as he wiped her mouth.
*Smack! *
After he finished wiping, she slapped his hand, effectively discarding him after he'd served his purpose.
The slap left Ye Qiu's hand red.
"If you dare put your chopsticks in my mouth again, I won't let you off!"
"You clearly put your food in my bowl," Ye Qiu muttered, rubbing his hand.
"How can that be the same?!" Qian Renxue glared at Ye Qiu until he nodded to indicate he understood, then poured two cups of tea to rinse her mouth.
Ye Qiu smiled lightly, not taking it too seriously.
Qian Renxue, however, felt increasingly annoyed by this rascal's constant grinning.
She glared at Ye Qiu fiercely.
"I've broken through to level 60. When are you taking me to hunt souls?"
"Huh? You broke through? When did that happen?!" Ye Qiu looked at her in surprise. Just by turning his head, their bodies almost touched.
"Just yesterday, when you crawled into another woman's bed." Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Qiu and spoke sarcastically, already showing her dissatisfaction with her three-day cultivation.
"Pfft, cough cough!" Ye Qiu, who was drinking tea, suddenly coughed violently.
In his mind, he was already thinking of Liu Erlong's voluptuous beauty and the unique experience of last night's pair of Soul Bones, Thunderflame Dragon Wings, sparks flying with lightning.
Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, looking at Ye Qiu's guilty look with a hint of sharpness. Her thin lips pursed together, revealing a slightly sarcastic smile.
"Hehe. It seems I really did have a prophecy come true!"
"Ahahaha," Ye Qiu chuckled dryly, skipping over this dangerous topic and answering Qian Renxue's question.
"The Soul Hunting matter is up to you. Just let me know when you've arranged your time."
"Hmph!" Qian Renxue snorted heavily, throwing away Ye Qiu's arm that was around her.