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Meanwhile, at the Soto Grand Hotel, in a deluxe suite.
As night deepened, the bustling city of Soto gradually quieted down.
Xuan Hao dismissed the women and sent them back to their rooms to rest.
He then washed up and lay down on the soft bed in a loose-fitting nightgown.
However, he did not immediately close his eyes to sleep, but instead put his hands behind his head and stared at the dim ceiling.
He was thinking about a question he hadn't been able to figure out.
"It's been so long, why hasn't that old bastard Tang Hao come knocking on our door yet?"
Xuan Hao secretly calculated in his heart. Based on his understanding of Tang Hao's protective nature, that guy was definitely not the kind of person who would obediently follow the rules, much less reason with you.
In the world of Soul Masters, those with absolute power have never talked about any nonsense or illogical principles, from ancient times to the present.
Fists and hammers are the ultimate truth.
He took Xiao Wu away, which not only severed Tang San's good marriage prospects, but also directly caused Tang San to be absent-minded and his cultivation progress to be greatly affected in the past few months.
Given Tang Hao's extreme protectiveness towards his son, how could he possibly swallow this insult?
How could he not come looking for trouble for himself, the "culprit"?
However, apart from that day in the woods outside the city when Xuan Hao keenly noticed that the guy was hiding in the shadows and spying from afar, Tang Hao had completely disappeared for the past two weeks, without making any further moves!
"Why?"
Xuan Hao stroked his chin, utterly perplexed.
"Could it be that this old madman spent several years forging iron in Holy Soul Village and really wore down his temper?
Impossible..."
"Or is it... because Rongrong is here?"
Ning Rongrong's identity is too special.
Any Soul Master with a little knowledge and experience could instantly guess, upon seeing the unique "Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda" on the entire continent, that this young lady holds an extremely noble and irreplaceable core position in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
If Tang Hao were to act recklessly here and accidentally injure Ning Rongrong, it would be tantamount to declaring war on the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and risking his life against Ning Fengzhi!
At that time, given the fiercely protective tempers of Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, they would definitely go berserk and hunt him down all over the continent!
Although Tang Hao carries the formidable title of "Haotian Douluo" and possesses terrifying combat power, he is not strong enough to take on two opponents with his broken body.
Not to mention, that guy's physical condition is terrible right now, his body is full of fatal hidden injuries left over from his battle with the Spirit Hall back then.
In his current state, he might be good at wielding a sledgehammer to scare people, or at bursting out to instantly kill a weakling.
If he were to engage in a protracted battle head-on with a peak Douluo like Chen Xin or Gu Rong, his internal injuries would likely erupt before the opponent could deliver the fatal blow, causing him to die on the spot.
"Being wary of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they dare not make a big fuss, which is understandable..."
Xuan Hao rolled over, but his brows remained furrowed.
"But even if Tang Hao doesn't want to offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with the methods of a dignified Haotian Douluo, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to lure me out alone quietly, or to cause me trouble when I'm alone, right?"
"Why hasn't that guy made a sound?
Could it be... that Tang Hao has secretly investigated my background and knows my true identity and the forces behind me?"
Just as Xuan Hao's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, and he was about to close his eyes and rest his mind,
"rustle..."
"Ouch..."
In the extremely quiet corridor, a very faint yet somewhat panicked noise suddenly came from outside his room!
"Um?"
Xuan Hao's eyes narrowed, and out of vigilance and instinct, he subconsciously spread his vast spiritual power outwards from the door like ripples on water.
However, when his mental power "saw" what was happening outside the door.
Xuan Hao froze on the bed, his wariness instantly replaced by a wonderfully speechless expression that could even be described as "utterly hopeless."
All that could be seen in the corridor outside the door was...
Three girls, dressed in extremely frugal silk pajamas and tiptoeing to "crash" Xuan Hao's room, ended up... in an extremely embarrassing collision in front of Xuan Hao's door!
Ning Rongrong was still clutching a bunch of spare keys in her hand;
Xiao Wu was holding a carrot-shaped pillow in her arms;
Dugu Yan, who had just arrived in Soto City on her first day and was clearly jealous and ready to assert her dominance, was in a position as if she was about to turn the doorknob.
Three girls, each harboring their own secrets, stared at each other in the dimly lit corridor, an eerie and dangerous silence hanging in the air...
"Plop..."
Someone swallowed hard in the darkness, seemingly with great difficulty.
As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Ning Rongrong, the quickest-witted and most resourceful "little witch" in the Tiandou Self-Improvement Association, was the first to succumb.
She gave a stiff, dry laugh, subtly concealing the gleaming spare key behind her back, and then chuckled awkwardly.
"Oh dear... why is the hotel corridor so dark in the middle of the night?
I think... I've gone into the wrong room! Yes, wrong room, this isn't my door at all, hahaha..."
After spouting this lame excuse that no one would believe, Ning Rongrong turned and ran towards her room with small, quick steps.
However, although she ran back to her room, she did not go in to rest.
Instead, she clung to the door frame with both hands, poked out half of her furry head, and stared intently at Dugu Yan and Xiao Wu, who were still standing there.
They were acting as if to say, "If I can't get in, none of you can have it all to yourself."
Seeing Ning Rongrong's guarded behavior, Xiao Wu, who was hugging a carrot pillow, bit her lower lip, and her long rabbit ears drooped down in distress.
She took a deep breath, really wanting to stand tall and shout at Dugu Yan with a clear conscience, "It's clearly my turn to work tonight!"
but...
Looking at Dugu Yan's beautiful face, which appeared extremely cold and oppressive because her "good time" had been interrupted, Xiao Wu's keen intuition, like that of a small animal, told her that if she dared to utter this "rebellious" declaration of vying for favor, a terrifying battle of soul masters would definitely break out in this corridor tonight, and the scene would definitely get out of control!
"I...I went to the wrong place too! I was sleepwalking!"
After weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Wu finally followed Ning Rongrong's example and ran back to her room in a flash.
Then, an extremely bizarre and symmetrical scene unfolded in the corridor:
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, one on each side, clung to their respective doorframes, their eyes like searchlights, both fixed on Dugu Yan in front of Xuan Hao's door.
"..."
Looking at these two girls who "had the desire to steal but not the courage" and wanted to stay behind as supervisors even after escaping, Dugu Yan rolled her eyes inwardly, utterly speechless.
Wrong room? Sleepwalking?
You're kidding me!
However, Dugu Yan did not flee in panic like the others.
She raised her snow-white chin and gave a haughty snort.
Who is Dugu Yan? She's the granddaughter of Poison Douluo and the top dog at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy! She's no naive little girl who's never seen the world.
What's wrong with sneaking into your man's room in the middle of the night?
It's not unacceptable at all; on the contrary, it's a feat that greatly demonstrates her status as the "official wife"!
Now that she's here, even if she's under the watchful eyes of those two young girls, she'll still push open this door and walk in with dignity!
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