"Young Master Dai is right. What if there are two opponents?"
"As long as you take a strong dose of medicine, seize their weakness, pin them to the wall, and hammer them nonstop, with Young Master Dai's strength you'll definitely beat them until they cry for mercy!"
Bai Mu dropped his earlier fake flattery and replied with thinly veiled sarcasm, playing both sides of yin and yang.
"F*ck you! So it really was a setup by you!"
Dai Mubai roared, eyes bulging as if they might split open.
"A setup? What setup?"
Tang San and the others looked confused, clearly not following.
"In broad daylight, under a clear sky, don't spout nonsense."
Bai Mu spread his hands innocently, mockery curling at the corners of his lips.
"The Whale Gel you gave me! And you still say you didn't scheme to harm me?"
Dai Mubai panted heavily, pointing straight at him.
"Come on, buddy, did I really mess up by giving you a gift?"
Bai Mu looked at him in disbelief. "Was the Whale Gel defective? Did I force you to use it? Or did I somehow know your cultivation was too weak and that you'd definitely take it at night?"
"Besides, didn't your parents teach you not to eat random things given by strangers?"
"Taking ten thousand steps back—even if I hadn't given you the Whale Gel, would you really have skipped going to Wushan with the twins yesterday?"
"Did I force you to have fun?"
"And now you say I harmed you? How ridiculous~"
Every sentence was airtight, every word perfectly reasonable.
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San all shot disdainful looks at Dai Mubai.
"You! You! You!"
Dai Mubai's face flushed red as he pointed at Bai Mu, too angry to speak.
"What do you mean 'you'?" Bai Mu snapped, feigning outrage. "I was polite enough to call you Young Master Dai, so stop putting on airs."
"This isn't your house—stop making false accusations!"
"Then explain the room arrangements!" Dai Mubai seized another angle. "How did you know I often stay in the Red Ocean?"
Without realizing it, he'd just dug himself deeper.
"Big Brother, there were only so many rooms available," Bai Mu said helplessly, glancing at the girls beside him.
"Sister Xiao Wu likes pink, and I don't like staying in a room full of green. So naturally, the room next to yours—'Green Separation'—could only go to the Little Kitten. Who knew a divine being like you would treat the Red Ocean as your daily residence?"
"Little Mu's right!" Xiao Wu immediately backed him up. "Rooms were tight—what's wrong with that arrangement?"
Frequently staying? Treating it like home?
Zhu Zhuqing's heart sank. Her fiancé really was rich and indulgent.
"This… I…"
Dai Mubai's already sluggish brain completely crashed.
What hurt the most was that the more he talked, the more he nailed his own coffin shut.
"Young Master Dai, I'm not criticizing you," Bai Mu pressed on.
"You ate well, played hard, and enjoyed yourself. At worst you were just weak in the legs afterward, and you even smiled and told me you'd treat us next time we went to a hotel."
"And now you suddenly jump out accusing me—don't tell me you're trying to back out of the bill?"
"Who's backing out?!"
Dai Mubai reflexively shouted.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Right in front of him, Bai Mu casually placed a hand on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, openly provoking him.
"Then… tonight's treat?"
"If it's a treat, then—"
Wait!
Dai Mubai suddenly realized he was about to agree to treating the blond bastard and his own fiancée to a hotel stay.
He, the dignified Second Prince of the Star Luo Empire, had almost cucked himself again!
He immediately stopped arguing with Bai Mu and turned to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhuqing… listen to my explanation!"
"You've already admitted it yourself. What else is there to explain?"
Zhu Zhuqing stared at him coldly.
"You… I…"
Dai Mubai clenched his fists, shaking with rage, mouth opening and closing without a word.
He had truly beaten himself… straight into the grave.
"To be wronged like this, sigh~ life is so hard,"
Bai Mu sighed softly beside the Little Kitten.
"Enough. Personal grudges stop here."
The elder who had been happily watching the drama finally spoke up:
"This is an entrance examination. Whatever grudges you have can be settled properly during the Fourth Stage—practical combat!"
Dai Mubai's eyes lit up instantly.
That's right—he was in charge of the Fourth Stage!
As long as he crushed Bai Mu there and kicked him out of Shrek Academy, he'd have plenty of time to fix things with Zhu Zhuqing.
"Mubai, take them to the next stage," the elder instructed.
"Got it!"
Dai Mubai forced himself to perk up. If words didn't work, he'd let his fists do the talking later.
"Follow me."
He led them into the academy.
"Little Mu, I haven't seen you in so long. I didn't expect you to be this sharp-tongued—so satisfying!"
Xiao Wu beamed, already imagining herself in that situation.
Bai Mu laughed. "Because I was right, I had confidence. Of course he couldn't argue back."
"I have a question!" Xiao Wu suddenly said.
"What?" Bai Mu replied.
Hands on her hips, she shot back, "Can't you be confident even when you're wrong?"
"Huh?"
Everyone turned to stare at her, stunned by her logic.
"Well… Xiao Wu, maybe we should try being a little reasonable…"
Tang San's mouth twitched.
"Of course you can," Bai Mu answered calmly.
"Truth stands on the side of strength. If your fists are strong enough, you can smash all the rules and decide for yourself what's right and what's justice."
Strength. Fists. Rules.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart shook as she looked at Bai Mu.
"Then do you have the strength to face my Level 37 Spirit Elder power in the Fourth Stage?"
Dai Mubai glared at him, fury blazing.
Bai Mu smiled and nodded.
"I think I do."
"Good. I'm looking forward to it."
Dai Mubai clenched his fists and began explaining the four stages of the exam.
Once he finished, they arrived at the line for the second stage.
At that moment, a gentle voice rang out—
"Sausages for sale! Sausages for sale! Five copper coins each! Oscar Brand Sausages—sweet, tasty, cheap, and filling! Don't miss out if you're passing by!"
"Smells good. Should we try one?"
"Yeah, let's try it!"
Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing—who hadn't eaten much breakfast—were tempted.
"Damn it, he's selling sausages again and ruining the academy's image!"
Dai Mubai cursed softly. "If you don't want to vomit, I suggest you don't eat them."
"Why? Is he using bad ingredients?" Tang San asked.
"That's not it, but I still advise against it."
"Good advice—but I never listen to advice."
Bai Mu stepped forward.
"You're Oscar?"
"Uh… yeah."
Oscar felt inexplicably nervous.
"So you're the legendary Little Food God? I finally get to meet the immortal himself!"
"Brother, why are you standing there? Hurry up and let me taste your Big Sausage! I've wanted to try it for a long time!"
Bai Mu tossed over a silver coin.
"Three of every kind. Keep the change."
The first Food-Type Spirit Master with innate full spirit power—future Food God.
How could he not be curious?
As for psychological trauma? One sentence, that's all. What trauma could that cause?
In his previous life he'd eaten raw meat without blinking. This wouldn't affect him at all.
"Alright! Brother, just wait!"
Oscar's eyes lit up. Meeting a customer who actually appreciated him, he immediately focused, determined to produce the most perfect Big Sausage and Small Sausage for Bai Mu.
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