"You…" Qian Renxue suddenly reacted the next second, pushing Xiao Ze away in embarrassment.
"Pervert!" Dropping that phrase, Qian Renxue practically fled in a panic.
Xiao Ze stood rooted to the spot, slowly lowering his head to look at his right hand.
The warmth of golden hair seemed to linger.
Slap!
He suddenly raised his hand and slapped his right hand, "That's for being so meddlesome."
Though he said that, the corners of his lips uncontrollably curved upwards.
It seemed Qian Renxue was quite cute. She was quite old, but she had never experienced love, neither maternal love nor any other kind.
Returning to his sleeping quarters.
Xiao Ze saw Ning Rongrong and the others.
"You're all here," Xiao Ze said with a smile.
"What do you mean? Someone knew we were coming today but didn't even come to meet us. We had to come early," Ning Rongrong grumbled.
Xiao Ze stepped forward, pulled Ning Rongrong into his arms, and kissed her forehead: "My fault, I've been a bit busy lately."
Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed, "You're annoying."
She slipped out of Xiao Ze's embrace.
"What have you been busy with lately?" Dugu Yan asked.
"Yu Xiaogang's matter."
"We saw Yu Xiaogang directly hung up in the restaurant. Was that Bibi Dong's doing?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
"Exactly, it was her. She knew Yu Xiaogang never loved her, so she directly retaliated. And this is just the beginning; Yu Xiaogang won't have good days ahead. He might even die in Spirit Hall," Xiao Ze nodded.
"Good, in any case, Yu Xiaogang isn't a good person."
"That… I think I saw Sect MasterYu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan on the way. He's here," Ye Lingling suddenly said.
"That fast?" Xiao Ze was a little surprised: "It seems Yu Yuanzhen still cares quite a bit about his son, but I'm afraid Yu Yuanzhen is also under a lot of pressure.
The people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan value their reputation the most. Yu Xiaogang's very existence is a disgrace to them; the son of a Super Douluo, yet he's like a simpleton, unable to break through level thirty his entire life.
And now he's even been arrested by Spirit Hall, accused of stealing Spirit Hall secrets. This will truly make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lose face across the entire continent."
He continued: "Besides, regarding the theft, many people will suspect the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. After all, a Spirit Master who hasn't even reached level thirty, who would believe he could steal Spirit Hall's secrets?"
"Doesn't that mean the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan won't be able to clear their name?" Huo Wu asked.
"That's natural. After all, Yu Xiaogang is not only a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan but also Yu Yuanzhen's son. He hasn't been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan," Xiao Ze said with a smile.
"This incident tells us that we must think twice before acting, otherwise it will not only be detrimental to ourselves but also to our family," Ning Rongrong said seriously.
"Good that you know. You used to have quite the pampered young lady temper," Xiao Ze pinched her face.
"I've already changed, alright?" Ning Rongrong said, annoyed.
Besides, she was a pampered young lady to begin with, so wasn't it acceptable to have a little temper?
"I know, I know."
"How are we going to sleep tonight?" Shui Yue'er looked around. There was only one bed in the sleeping quarters. Although it was quite large, it could at most sleep three or four people.
"We'll just have to sleep on the floor. You're all quite thin, so sleeping sideways should be fine. I'll sleep on the floor," Xiao Ze said.
"Alright."
The night was deep, and moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains onto the room's floor.
Xiao Ze lay on the floor mattress, eyes closed, his breathing gradually steadying.
Suddenly, he felt a slight rustling sound.
The soft mattress made a faint creaking sound, followed by the soft padding of bare feet on the floor.
Before he could open his eyes, he smelled a faint, delicate fragrance.
He was too familiar with this scent; it was the delicate fragrance from Ning Rongrong.
Xiao Ze was very fond of this scent.
According to Ning Rongrong, it was a mixture of her body scent and a special incense from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
A soft, warm body carefully slipped into his quilt.
Ning Rongrong's movements were so light they were almost inaudible.
When her slightly cool fingertips touched Xiao Ze's chest, feeling the heat, her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Rongrong," Xiao Ze whispered, a hint of sleepiness in his voice.
"Shhh…" Ning Rongrong buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, "The floor is cold. I came to sleep with you. Holding me will make you warm."
She curled her entire body up, her forehead resting against Xiao Ze's chin.
Her slender arms wrapped around his waist.
Xiao Ze could feel her heart beating very fast, perhaps the sneaking around was quite exciting.
Xiao Ze tightened his arms.
Ning Rongrong rubbed against him in his embrace, her hair brushing his neck, ticklish.
…
The next day.
Xiao Ze arrived at the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
"Hiding here?" Xiao Ze looked at the wall behind the Supreme Pontiff's seat, which could actually be opened.
This wall was very thin and not soundproof; it was clearly designed for eavesdropping.
"Hmm… it's better not to let Yu Yuanzhen discover you," Bibi Dong said.
"Alright."
Xiao Ze hid inside. The space within was not small, but it wasn't a secret room either, after all, who would call a secret room not soundproof?
Otherwise, Xiao Ze would have thought Bibi Dong was trying to become the second Secret Room Douluo.
Soon, Yu Yuanzhen was brought in.
Bibi Dong sat above, completely ignoring Yu Yuanzhen, and simply attended to the matters in her hands.
Yu Yuanzhen's face was ashen. Was she really not going to give him any face?
He endured for a quarter of an hour, but ultimately couldn't hold on any longer.
"Supreme Pontiff."
"Hm?" Bibi Dong slightly raised her head, looking at him with a calm expression.
"My son Yu Xiaogang stole Spirit Hall secrets. I will take responsibility for this matter," Yu Yuanzhen didn't even ask if the matter was true or false.
Whether it was true or false no longer mattered.
Even if it was false, Bibi Dong would surely make it true.
So there was no need to ask.
"Oh, you'll take responsibility. How do you intend to take responsibility?" Bibi Dong asked.
Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath: "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be responsible for any losses incurred by Spirit Hall."
"We in Spirit Hall are not lacking," Bibi Dong said indifferently.
Yu Yuanzhen grew anxious upon hearing this. Not lacking?
This implied she didn't want to release Yu Xiaogang, didn't it?
Could it be about that matter from back then?
He had heard about Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong's past, but he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, so he wasn't clear on what exactly happened.
"Supreme Pontiff, no matter what, Yu Xiaogang is my son. Even if he's a disappointment, I can't just watch him be tortured," Yu Yuanzhen's tone carried a hint of anger.
"Oh, and what of it?" Bibi Dong was completely unfazed by Yu Yuanzhen's anger.
"You!" Yu Yuanzhen was infuriated by Bibi Dong's indifferent expression, but he was utterly helpless.
He couldn't act recklessly here, otherwise, even ten of him would probably die.
(End of Chapter)
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