Ning Rongrong pulled Zhu Zhuqing's hand and chased after him.
"If Teacher gets too excited with the money later and runs off somewhere again, I'll cry myself to death!"
Both girls could clearly feel that their dependence on Jiang Yunzhou and a certain inexpressible affection were growing day by day.
Even Little San, who only occasionally came to share a meal, looked at Teacher with clearly 'ill-intentioned' eyes.
However, they didn't seem to mind too much, because they could feel that in Teacher's eyes, he only wanted to take Little San as his disciple.
However, what Ning Rongrong didn't know was that the commotion caused by her revealing the evolved Nine Revolutions Exquisite Pagoda Spirit in the Soul Arena tonight far exceeded imagination.
An urgent piece of intelligence was now speeding towards the Seven Treasure Sect at the fastest possible rate.
After their figures disappeared at the end of the passage, a figure hidden in the shadows suddenly appeared.
It was Tang San.
He didn't even have the courage to walk out in person, take Little San away from that man, or question anything.
All the anger, resentment, and jealousy were suppressed deep within him, fermenting and turning sour.
Before, he hadn't recognized his feelings for Little San, only thinking it was sibling affection.
But now, when he clearly realized how much he liked Little San...
When he recognized himself and wanted to express his feelings to her, he despairingly found that the Little San who used to be obedient and listen to his every word was gone.
What was left for him were only increasingly frequent rejections, impatient glances, and a gradually receding back.
He was filled with anxiety, and his heart ached unbearably.
Why? Why did he have to encounter Jiang Yunzhou here of all places?
Why was Shrek Academy just opposite Supreme Academy?
He didn't even notice that the malevolence emanating from him was growing thicker and thicker.
Just then, a heavy hand landed on his shoulder.
"Who?"
Tang San spun his head sharply, his eyes as cold as ice, his face twisted with ferocious malice, thoroughly startling the person behind him.
Yu Xiaogang looked at his disciple's almost unfamiliar appearance, his heart filled with shock. How could Little San have become like this?
"Little San, it's me!"
Yu Xiaogang suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and said in a deep voice.
He knew Tang San was in a terrible mood and had also seen his actions of hiding here and peeking at Little San and the others just now.
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."
Tang San was stunned for a moment, quickly reining in his outward emotions, but the gloom in his eyes could not dissipate.
Yu Xiaogang shook his head: "Come back with me, my disciple."
"Teacher, but I..."
"Come back with me!" Yu Xiaogang deepened his tone and sternly commanded.
Tang San dared not defy Teacher any longer, so he could only lower his head and silently follow behind Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang remained silent the entire way, his brows tightly furrowed, his heart heavy with thoughts on how to counsel Tang San.
Jiang Yunzhou received the gold coins he won from the bet, a full eight thousand of them.
Because Zhu Zhuqing was making her debut, the odds were quite good.
"Hahahaha~ I'm rich, I'm rich! This is the first time in my life I've had so much money!"
He clutched the massive sum of eight thousand gold coins in his arms, laughing like a child over two hundred months old, openly displaying his innocent pride.
The three girls watched from the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Little San also received two hundred gold coins and, inexplicably, felt a sense of empathy with Jiang Yunzhou's mood.
Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, felt a little pained. Teacher was so happy over these eight thousand gold coins; it seemed she hadn't spent enough money on him usually to make him smile more.
As for Zhu Zhuqing, the iceberg in her heart had long been melted into spring water by Jiang Yunzhou, silently surrounding and gently permeating everything about him.
"Teacher, everyone's gone. Let's go back too," she reminded him softly.
"Hahahaha~ I promised to treat you all to a late-night snack! No one is allowed to fight over paying, or else I'll laugh..."
Jiang Yunzhou laughed as he led the way out.
The four of them chatted and laughed as they walked out of the Soul Arena, and as fate would have it... they ran into the Front Desk Miss who had just gotten off work, walking alone on the quiet street.
Jiang Yunzhou looked at her retreating figure and suddenly remembered something.
He didn't know if that incident was happening tonight, and for a moment he hesitated whether to go up and warn her.
Just as he hesitated, a chubby figure quietly followed her from a dark corner.
Jiang Yunzhou's eyes narrowed. In that case, it must be tonight.
Although he knew that the Front Desk Miss wouldn't be in actual danger, since it concerned someone from Shrek, he couldn't help but want to get involved.
"Uh, what do you all want to eat?" he suddenly asked.
"Anything is fine, Teacher. You decide," Zhu Zhuqing replied.
"Alright then, it's still early. Let's walk around a bit before we eat."
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up; she loved this part.
She subtly reached out and linked her arm through Jiang Yunzhou's, even proudly raising her eyebrows at Zhu Zhuqing and Little San.
Jiang Yunzhou was focused on the movement in the distance and didn't notice Ning Rongrong's little actions.
Being linked by her was no big deal; occasionally brushing against something soft was quite comfortable anyway.
Zhu Qing tried to step forward several times but ultimately didn't reach out; it was that damned pride.
Little San was also eager to try but eventually gave up because she had no standing.
She had been struggling internally for a long time: the one-month deadline was fast approaching.
Once they left, she would no longer be able to eat his delicious cooking, nor would she see this man who haunted her thoughts.
She forced herself to make a choice: choose her Third Brother, who had accompanied her for six years, or follow this man who occupied her entire heart?
Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Yunzhou's importance in her heart had quietly surpassed Tang San's.
Coupled with Ning Rongrong's daily 'brainwashing theories,' she now looked at Tang San and always felt he had ulterior motives towards her.
How could this be?
So she deliberately distanced herself, and the gap grew wider and wider.
The girls each had their own thoughts, while Jiang Yunzhou consciously led the way.
Unknowingly, the four of them walked into a secluded street.
Then, a dramatic scene unfolded.
Jiang Yunzhou grinned and gestured for everyone to be quiet: "The show's starting, don't make a sound."
The others followed his gaze and indeed saw three figures: one sneaky, one shifty-eyed, and the other was the charming Front Desk Miss.
"Teacher, it's the Front Desk Miss! She seems to be being followed," Zhu Zhuqing said with a hint of suspicion.
She had good reason to suspect that Teacher had anticipated all this and deliberately brought them here under the guise of strolling around.
Because similar coincidences had happened many times before.
Little San looked left and right, always feeling like she wasn't on the same wavelength as them.
This sense of disconnect made her feel a bit suffocated, as if she was always an outsider.
Well, right now, she truly was still somewhat of an outsider.
"That's right,"
Jiang Yunzhou lowered his voice, "See that perverted man in the hat? He's a Spirit Ancestor."
"Little Zhu Qing, do you want to practice on him?"