"Damn it!"
In the supervisor's office on the second floor of the Spirit Arena.
"Bang!" Doudou watched the two leave, clenched her fists, and slammed them hard against the glass window.
These past two days, Doudou had been secretly observing Zhu Zhuqing. Doudou discovered that she seemed to have misunderstood her relationship with Tang Si.
It seemed she had wrongly accused Tang Si.
"Hmph!"
Doudou snorted heavily, slumped onto the sofa, and her eyes instantly turned red.
She had actually given her 'boyfriend' away!
"Alright, alright, my dear niece. It's just a man," the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk comforted her.
"The application for the Gold Badge host has already been submitted to the headquarters. Once it's approved, that kid will roll off to Heaven Dou City, and we'll be out of sight, out of mind."
"Wuwuwu, Uncle, my heart hurts so much!" Doudou threw herself onto the sofa and burst into loud tears.
On the street, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the strange gazes around her and wished she could bury her head.
At this moment, Lu Feng was dressed in a golden outfit. Under the sunlight, wherever he went, he was the brightest boy.
"Where are we going?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in a small voice, then quickly took two steps back, putting distance between herself and Lu Feng.
"Miss Zhuqing, this is the first lesson I'm giving you," Lu Feng said seriously.
After spending a few days together, Lu Feng had discovered that Zhu Zhuqing was actually a bit timid. Her personality was not as strong as in the original novel, even somewhat 'weak'.
It was only because of the competition for the throne that she had to disguise herself.
When cultivating, Zhu Zhuqing was like she was on steroids, sometimes even disregarding her body's limits.
But usually, she was like a soft, cute kitten.
Submissive.
And without much opinion of her own.
No wonder in the original novel, Zhu Zhuqing had seemed so hardworking in the early stages, but had completely become an accessory in the later stages.
How could this be!
Lu Feng looked back at Zhu Zhuqing. He saw her head buried deeply, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, looking like a wronged little wife.
"If it weren't for this competition, she should be like Ning Rongrong, a carefree little princess," Lu Feng sighed inwardly.
"Lift your head!" Lu Feng shouted.
His voice was clear and resonant. Not only Zhu Zhuqing, but even the surrounding pedestrians stopped in their tracks and looked towards him.
Lu Feng met the gazes of the crowd without changing his expression.
He pointed at the surrounding pedestrians and said loudly, "Miss Zhuqing, do you think these people are looking at me so brightly because they envy me?"
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have completely failed to react, Lu Feng said coldly, "No! Absolutely not!"
"Every single one of them is hoping for me to fall, then crawl humbly on the ground, looking up at them pleadingly!"
Zhu Zhuqing braced herself and looked around. One by one, the pedestrians were all taken in by her eyes.
In those gazes, there was amazement, anticipation, mockery...
And some looked as if they were watching a circus.
"Hmph, but I refuse!" Lu Feng crossed his arms and snorted coldly.
He took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and pointed at the surrounding pedestrians. "What do other people's opinions have to do with me!"
"Look at these people, they look like they're gritting their teeth, yet they can't do anything about me. They are all cowards and should kneel on the ground and lick my toes!"
At this moment, a bald, brawny man finally couldn't take it anymore. "Damn it, too arrogant!"
As his voice fell, the crowd immediately began to curse.
"I've lived for thirty-four years, and I've never seen such a shameless person!"
"Exactly, too pretentious!"
"Fuck! Beat him up!"
It was unknown who shouted it, but the pedestrians all raised their fists and surrounded Lu Feng.
Lu Feng pulled Zhu Zhuqing, took several quick steps, his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track weaving left and right, and quickly 'killed' his way out of the encirclement.
The crowd hurriedly chased after them, but the two figures grew farther and farther away.
The bald, brawny man panted heavily and cursed loudly, "Damn it! You stinky brat, don't let me see you again!"
The two ran all the way to the west side of the city before finally stopping.
Lu Feng didn't feel much; this distance was like an after-dinner stroll for him.
Zhu Zhuqing, however, was struggling a bit.
She was panting heavily, it was unclear whether it was from fatigue or from too much excitement.
"Tang Si, you're amazing! In all my life, I've never experienced anything so exciting."
Her breathing was still somewhat rapid, and the clothes on her chest rose and fell. A faint blush appeared on her face, making her look like a little cat that had stolen a fish.
"Haha, my method worked, right?" Lu Feng laughed loudly.
"Miss Zhuqing, the first thing you need to learn is to be yourself. You ran away from home, not for Dai Mubai, not for your big sister, but because of yourself."
"Mm, thank... thank you."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded heavily. She placed one hand on her chest, her eyes full of excitement.
Lu Feng glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's chest. Through her outer clothes, a chest binding could be vaguely seen.
He frowned slightly and said seriously, "Miss Zhuqing, you are still growing. Binding your chest for a long time will not only affect your body but will also affect your breathing rhythm during battle."
"It's alright, I've been used to it since I was a child," Zhu Zhuqing patted her chest. At this time, her breathing had completely stabilized.
Hearing this, Lu Feng frowned.
He subconsciously glanced at Zhu Zhuqing again. Even without using the Purple Demon Eye, he could observe Zhu Zhuqing's surging waves.
Could this be the legendary: where there is oppression, there is resistance?
"Oh dear!" Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have suddenly realized something, her voice tinged with surprise and shyness.
Only then did she notice that because she had been running in a hurry all the way, her left hand was actually still tightly holding Lu Feng's hand.
Zhu Zhuqing hastily withdrew her hand, her face full of shyness.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly. He also felt a bit awkward and subconsciously touched his nose.
Seeing Lu Feng's action, Zhu Zhuqing's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.
"Pah, pervert!"
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip slightly and cursed softly.
Her heart felt like it was holding a little rabbit, pounding non-stop.
"Uh..." Seeing this, Lu Feng awkwardly scratched his head.
He swore to the heavens that he was definitely not some sleazy guy. It seemed the bad habit of 'touching his nose and giving a bitter smile' needed to be changed.
The two walked along the street, neither speaking first. The atmosphere seemed somewhat silent.
"Huh, it looks like someone is fighting up ahead! Let's go join in the fun," Lu Feng pointed to a hotel not far away and said, feigning excitement.
Zhu Zhuqing followed the direction of his finger and saw the four large characters 'Rose Hotel' come into view.
The hotel was three stories high, and its exterior decoration was entirely rose-red, looking like a blooming rose, giving a refreshing feeling.
The two walked to the entrance. In the center of the lobby, two figures, one white and one blue, were entangled in a fight.
Lu Feng looked at the blue-clothed young man in the arena, and his eyes immediately lit up.
Isn't this my brother-in-arms!