Chapter 61: Little Wildcat and Little Witch
At this moment, Li Yusong's limbs were broken, and he was on the verge of death. He could die at any time.
"Please stop, sir."
Just then, Flanders hurried over and quickly stood in front of Li Yusong, begging for mercy.
"Oh, you come to stop me?"
Qian Renchuan's momentum did not waver. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an intense murderous intent. This person had offended him. In his father's words, this person must not be spared.
"Please, sir, spare his life. It was just an unintentional act!"
Flanders said hesitantly. After all, they were the ones who had initially provoked him. He only hoped that the young master in front of him could spare Li Yusong.
"He dies, or Shrek dies with him. Choose one."
Qian Renchuan said coldly, standing in front of Flanders. His tone was firm: "Get out of the way now, or I'll wipe out the entire Shrek Academy."
"This..."
Seeing Qian Renchuan's unyielding gaze, Flanders sighed helplessly. Shrek Academy was his life's work. He would never allow any accidents. Even if it is for his brother's life, he couldn't give up Shrek.
Thinking this, Flanders looked back at Li Yusong, who was already somewhat unconscious, and slowly backed away.
For the sake of Shrek Academy, Li Yusong had to endure this suffering. He was already useless, and if he didn't die, he would only suffer more in the future.
"Flanders, you—" Li Yusong glared at him, but suddenly, a stabbing pain hit his chest.
"Alright, I plan to stay in Shrek Academy for a while. You go and arrange a place for me," Qian Renchuan ordered, then threw out a gold card with 10,000 gold soul coins.
"Okay, wait a moment."
After all, they were old friends for many years. Flanders asked Zhao Wuji to handle Li Yusong's body and arrange a place for him to stay.
"You continue. Xiao Wu and I won't bother you."
Qian Renchuan's face showed a humble smile again—something that was truly chilling. He returned the gold soul coins to those who had paid, then pulled Xiao Wu into the interior of Shrek Academy.
"Hey, after all this turmoil, who's left?"
Because of the fight just now, only two young girls remained on the field, watching Qian Renchuan leave with curiosity.
"Hiss, he beat the teacher to death just after he arrived. So cruel."
Ning Rongrong, a young lady who had never seen such a brutal scene, immediately added Qian Renchuan to her list of violent men.
However, Zhu Zhuqing was a little skeptical. The man was only a few months older than her—how could he be so strong?
A 12-year-old Soul King? She had never heard of such a thing.
"I also want to work hard to practice," the little wildcat thought with determination in her eyes. She also wanted to understand why Dai Mubai abandoned her and ran away without fighting.
Qian Renchuan and Xiao Wu strolled along the street but didn't meet Oscar, the sausage seller. He should have been called to take care of Dai Mubai.
"Isn't this place too shabby?"
Xiao Wu looked at the broken brick floor, and the dilapidated playground, and arrived at the dormitory. She was stunned. This is a dormitory? Isn't this basically a toilet?
"Don't worry, we don't live here," Qian Renchuan said. The place reeked of rotten wood, which was simply torture. Moreover, he had to bring Xiao Wu with him. It was uncomfortable to think about showing affection here in the future.
"Let's rent a house in a nearby village."
"Okay. We'll live together."
Xiao Wu jumped up excitedly and hugged Qian Renchuan. The treasure that had taken shape made Qian Renchuan breathless.
"Xiao Wu, come down quickly. There are too many people here."
Qian Renchuan gently pinched Xiao Wu's soft face, enjoying her affection.
At this time, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also approached. Because of the fight earlier, Zhao Wuji had gone to bury Li Yusong, and they hadn't met the others. They didn't know each other well, let alone their relationship as teammates.
"Hello, I noticed you don't look very old, but you're already a Soul King. Do you want to consider joining our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"
Ning Rongrong approached Qian Renchuan with the demeanor of a young lady, asking tentatively. It was the first time she had seen such a young Soul King.
"No, I don't plan to join any other forces right now," Qian Renchuan replied. He could feel Ning Rongrong's tone carried an inexplicable arrogance.
But he didn't care. His father had said that among the current forces on the continent, the Clear Sky Sect was just a lazy group relying on their ancestors' legacy, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was just like an old dragon unable to improve its cultivation. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had ambitions but was short-sighted and reluctant to surrender. They were nothing but withered bones in a tomb. His father would take them down sooner or later.
"Okay," Ning Rongrong's expression briefly flickered with dissatisfaction, but she quickly masked it. She had the image of a gentle and elegant young lady, which seemed inconsistent with her reputation as the little witch.
In truth, Ning Rongrong's arrogance had never truly faded. After joining Shrek, she was successfully brainwashed into a loyal member. She was not familiar with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect anymore. Ning Fengzhi was just her biological father. The death of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had nothing to do with her.
It could be said that Ning Rongrong's feelings for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect faded over time. When Sword Bone Douluo died in battle, it was Ning Fengzhi who collected his body.
As for the brainwashing at Shrek Academy, Qian Xunfeng felt ashamed. It made the future heirs of big families loyal like fools.
"Let's go, Xiaowu."
Qian Renchuan didn't want to linger. These people might be friends or enemies in the future. He would try to win them over and add talents to the Spirit Hall.
Today, too many things happened. It wasn't the time to get too close. In a few days, it would be better to communicate further.
Watching Qian Renchuan and Xiao Wu walk away, Ning Rongrong returned to her usual demeanor and curled her lips.
"What's so special about him? He'll beg to join our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect someday."
After muttering to herself, she looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was deep in thought. She approached and looked at her with some envy.
"Hello, I'm Ning Rongrong. Since there are only two girls here, how about we share a dormitory?"
Zhu Zhuqing responded indifferently, "Okay. My name is Zhu Zhuqing."
"Zhu Zhuqing?"
A strange flicker crossed Ning Rongrong's eyes. Thinking back to the soul power test and Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul, she couldn't help but think of the Zhu family from the Star Luo Empire.
"Let's go back to the dormitory now, or we'll have to sleep in this rotten smell tonight."
Interrupting her thoughts, Zhu Zhuqing opened the dormitory door, and the stench of rotten wood immediately hit her face.
"Can people live here?"
Ning Rongrong's face darkened, and she looked disdainful.
The doghouse in her house is better than this room. Thinking about staying here in the future, she frowned but forced herself to endure. If she left now, her father would look down on her. She didn't want that.
(End of this chapter)