In the end, Flender still left with a bag of gold coins.
He held Zhao Wuji's hand, his back looking a bit 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, after all, lost his troublesome root. No matter what, Star Luo wouldn't make a big fuss over him.
Moreover, Shrek was indeed in a tight financial spot.
Even if he called all the teachers and crowdfunded, they wouldn't raise enough money to treat Tang San and the others.
Oscar did have some, but he couldn't take it out, or it would be hard to explain.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Flender's goal was to ask for some medical expenses.
As for dealing with Ye Qiu, someone would surely 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 his room, Xiao Wu ran over, looking at him strangely.
"That's because Rongrong has a big face!" Ye Qiu opened his arms and embraced the three girls.
"My face isn't big!" Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and squeezed further in.
"Alright, Zhuqing, don't think about those things anymore."
"Mm!" Zhuqing nodded and didn't ask anything else.
"Let's go eat!" Ye Qiu took a slight advantage, then activated his Sharingan, and the four figures disappeared from the room.
...
"Ah! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill them!"
As soon as Flender and Zhao Wuji returned to the ward, they heard Dai Mubai's hoarse roar.
Dai Mubai's hair was disheveled, his face covered in wounds, and the intense pain all over his body couldn't hide his ferocious killing intent.
Saliva flew, and his eyes were about to split.
Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, was lying on another bed, slumped and dazed, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Tang San's scorched face was also distorted. Lying flat on the bed, he stared at the ceiling, which seemed to constantly play scenes of him betraying his master and ancestors, and the three of them walking together!
Ignoring Dai Mubai's wails, he struggled to open his mouth.
"Tea... Teacher..."
"!" Yu Xiaogang's body trembled, as if dreaming of a past dynasty.
He forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth, and responded.
"What's wrong, Little San?"
Although there was some fear, for some reason, calling him Little San felt natural, as he was indeed small.
"Teacher, what is my relationship with the Clear Sky Sect?!"
Tang San suppressed the hatred in his heart. He had something more urgent to do: clarify his identity!
...
More than half a month passed, and night once again enveloped the area.
Inside the secret room of the Prince's Residence, the stone table was laden with delicacies.
After personally serving two bowls of rice.
Qian Renxue propped her chin with one hand, quietly waiting for Ye Qiu's arrival.
Tap!
Footsteps sounded. Qian Renxue turned her head, a smile blooming on her calm, beautiful face, which she quickly reined in before averting her gaze.
She complained, "You're a bit late today!"
"Mm! Sorry." Ye Qiu smiled faintly, came to Qian Renxue's side, and squeezed onto the wide bench, sitting closely beside her.
He leaned his head over and, on his own accord, took a small sip from the side of Qian Renxue's face.
Smooth as porcelain, delicate and soft.
Qian Renxue frowned, and even in the dimly lit secret room, the blush on her face was visible.
Her eyes shifted, and she shot Ye Qiu a sideways glance: "I've already told you, you're not allowed to touch me!"
"Mm, I know!" Ye Qiu nodded quickly, picked up the rice she had prepared for him, and put some dishes into her bowl. "Let's eat first!"
"Hmph! Don't let it happen again!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, but a smile curved on her lips as she began to eat.
Ye Qiu secretly watched her out of the corner of his eye, chuckling to himself, and couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.
"Hmm?" Qian Renxue suddenly frowned, narrowing her eyes as she looked at Ye Qiu.
Fortunately, Ye Qiu quickly suppressed the smile on his lips, only looking at her in confusion.
Looking at Ye Qiu suspiciously, Qian Renxue placed the half-eaten river shrimp she had bitten into Ye Qiu's bowl.
During this time, the two seemed to have forgotten their previous unpleasantness.
Like a pair of true good friends—no, even more intimate than good friends—they had begun to get used to each other's presence.
At first, when faced with Ye Qiu's kisses and touches, Qian Renxue would still draw her holy sword and strike, but gradually, the holy sword no longer left its sheath. Although she would warn Ye Qiu every time, she wouldn't dodge.
Well, it was just a verbal warning.
Facing Qian Renxue's attacks, Ye Qiu no longer simply let her do as she pleased, but slowly responded, personally teaching her various techniques.
Although he would get a few minor injuries each time, Qian Renxue didn't seem to like the feeling of being controlled.
In a short while, the two had finished their meal.
Qian Renxue's face was flushed, her deep, gradient-gold eyes staring intently at Ye Qiu, who was wiping the corners of her mouth.
Thwack!
Once he finished wiping, she slapped his hand, discarding him after he had served his purpose.
Ye Qiu's hand was red from the slap.
"Next time, if you dare to put your chopsticks into my mouth again, I won't let you off!"
"But you put your half-eaten food into my bowl," Ye Qiu muttered, rubbing the back of his hand.
"Is that the same?!" Qian Renxue glared at Ye Qiu until he nodded, indicating he remembered, before picking up the teapot and pouring two cups to rinse her mouth.
Ye Qiu smiled lightly, not bothering to dwell on it.
Qian Renxue, however, felt increasingly that this scoundrel was always smiling playfully at her.
She gave Ye Qiu a fierce glare.
"I've already broken through to Level 60. When are you taking me to hunt for a Spirit Ring?"
"Hmm? You broke through? When did that happen?!" Ye Qiu looked at her in surprise. Just by turning his head, their bodies subtly touched.
"Just yesterday, when you were sneaking into another woman's bed..." Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Qiu, her words tinged with sarcasm. She was already becoming dissatisfied with their once-every-three-days cultivation.
"Pfft... cough, cough!" Ye Qiu, who was drinking tea, suddenly coughed violently.
In his mind, he had already thought of Liu Erlong's plump and graceful figure, as well as the external Spirit Bone, Thunder Flame Dragon Wings, from last night—a unique experience of sparks and lightning.
Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, observing Ye Qiu's guilty expression, which held a hint of sharpness. Her thin lips were pressed together, revealing a slightly harsh smile.
"Heh heh... It seems I truly spoke too soon!"
"Ah haha." Ye Qiu gave two dry laughs, skipped over this dangerous topic, and answered Qian Renxue's question.
"As for hunting for a Spirit Ring, that's up to you. Just arrange a time and tell me."
"Hmph!" Qian Renxue snorted heavily, throwing off Ye Qiu's arm that was around her.
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