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Night fell.
Soft soul-guided lamps were lit in the main hall of the villa.
After a long separation, Xuan Hao did not rush to leave, but stayed to have dinner with Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong.
After the meal, he took the initiative to "serve" them, pulling the two women into the inner room and giving them a thorough full-body massage.
Xuan Hao knew very well that they were different from girls like Ning Rongrong and Na'er, who were only teenagers.
Young girls have active brain cells, and they can sustain their romantic relationships for a long time with just a few wild and romantic fantasies.
But mature women are more realistic. Without real physical sensations and intimate contact, long-term separation can cause their feelings to gradually fade away.
As Xuan Hao's hands, imbued with the warmth of blood and energy, kneaded and massaged their plump bodies, the fatigue and resentment accumulated over a year vanished instantly.
This intimate physical contact not only quickly rekindled long-dormant emotions, but Xuanhao also deliberately controlled the boundaries, refraining from truly crossing the final line.
Although the atmosphere was a bit sticky and people were blushing, it remained within a safe range.
The two mature women were soothed by the massage that their bodies went limp, and finally, with their faces full of moisture and satisfaction, they fell into a deep sleep.
After settling the two in, Xuan Hao quietly left the villa and returned to the presidential suite of the Tian Dou Royal Hotel under the cover of night.
As soon as the door was opened, the living room was brightly lit.
Na'er, Ning Rongrong, and the others returned from the Soul Arena early and were now sitting on the sofa chatting.
Xuan Hao looked around and raised an eyebrow: "Where is His Highness the Crown Prince? Didn't he come over for dinner tonight?"
Na'er sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a clean apple in her hand.
She couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the noise.
"Don't wait any longer, His Highness the Crown Prince is definitely not coming tonight."
Na'er took a bite of her apple, her eyes full of teasing.
"She made such a huge fool of herself in my room this morning, even the sheets were... cough. She's terrified of running into you again. She's probably never been so embarrassed in her life.
After dinner, she made an excuse to go back to the palace to avoid the storm."
Xuan Hao found it somewhat amusing, but when he looked up, he found that Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing in the living room were staring at him with scrutinizing and strange eyes.
"No, what kind of look is that?"
Xuan Hao touched his nose and shrugged confidently, "I didn't do what happened last night. It was all Na'er's doing. I'm the innocent victim, okay?"
"Pah! Stop pretending to be innocent."
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes and pointed disdainfully at Ning Rongrong sitting in the corner, "Let's leave Na'er's matter aside for now, what about Rongrong?"
"You made Rongrong like that this morning.
When she went on stage to compete, she was completely distracted, and even her soul skill release was a beat slow.
If it weren't for those clumsy big guys from Elephant Armor Academy being so slow, who knows what kind of trouble would have happened today!"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Hao scratched his hair somewhat awkwardly.
"How can you blame me? I was just instinctively retaliating after waking up."
Xuanhao walked to the sofa and sat down.
"She sneaked to my bedside early in the morning and reached out to pinch my waist.
You all know how sensitive I am in that area in the morning. I had a moment of madness and thought she came over so early because she wanted it."
"Besides, I was already trying my best to control myself. If it weren't for the fact that she had to go on stage to compete in the morning, given my usual temper, she wouldn't have been able to get out of my bed all day."
"You...you still dare to say that!"
In the corner, Ning Rongrong buried her face in a cushion, her exposed ear tips so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
She didn't even dare to lift her head, let alone speak. All she could do was mentally tear this shameless bastard to shreds a thousand times over.
Seeing that the group of girls in the living room were about to launch another attack on him, Xuan Hao put away his playful expression and said seriously:
"Alright, stop fooling around. I have something serious to tell you."
"You don't need to worry about me causing trouble in the hotel or lounge for the foreseeable future.
I have to go out tonight, and I'm leaving Tiandou City."
Na'er paused abruptly as she bit into the apple, looking up in surprise:
"Go out? Where to? Brother, didn't you just come out of seclusion a few days ago?"
Others also cast puzzled glances at them.
This is a crucial time for the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament.
As the captain of the Royal Fighting Team II, although he doesn't often play, his sudden departure from the team at this time is obviously very unusual.
"Go to Wuhun City."
"Wuhun City?"
Na'er frowned slightly, put down the apple in her hand, and her eyes became more inquisitive.
"What are you doing there? Could it be... that the Pope has some secret mission for you?"
"It wasn't her who contacted me."
Xuan Hao shook his head. "I went to see Erlong this afternoon and also found out about the recent situation at Shrek Academy.
Erlong told me that Yu Xiaogang secretly left Tiandou City a month ago and went to Wuhun City alone."
"At the normal travel speed of the carriage, if there are no unexpected events, he should officially arrive at Wuhun City tomorrow, or at the latest the day after tomorrow morning."
"There are some old debts and troubles that I need to take a look at in person before he goes into town to see certain people, and deal with them as well."
Na'er didn't ask too many questions about the details. She put aside her usual naivety and nodded very decisively.
"In that case, brother, you should set off now. With your current maximum speed, if you don't rest all night, you should be able to reach the outskirts of Wuhun City by tomorrow morning."
"Smart."
Xuanhao patted Na'er's head. "I came back to say hello to you guys.
I won't be there for the upcoming qualifiers and promotion matches. You guys lead your teams well and don't let me down."
"Don't worry, brother." Na'er smiled confidently. "What we should be worried about is our opponents. I guarantee we'll sweep through them and be waiting for you in the finals."
Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing and the others looked at the serious atmosphere between Na'er and Xuan Hao.
Although they were not quite sure what kind of chain reaction Yu Xiaogang would trigger, they could vaguely sense that the nature of this matter was probably extraordinary.
"Xuanhao, don't worry. We'll keep an eye on the team, there won't be any problems." Dugu Yan put away her disdainful expression and made a serious promise.
Ning Rongrong also lifted her head from the cushion, her cheeks still flushed, but her eyes were firm:
"Even though you're a big jerk, we'll definitely win the competition. Be careful on your way."
"Alright, then I'm relieved."
Xuan Hao smiled, stepped forward, opened his arms, and generously hugged each of the girls who surrounded him.
When it was Ning Rongrong's turn, he mischievously blew a breath into her ear, causing the little witch to pout again.
Finally, he walked to the window and reached out to push open the huge French windows.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the night breeze gently swayed his silver hair.
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