...
After leaving Tiandou City, Xuan Hao did not choose to travel slowly with Dugu Yan and the others.
As the "ghost captain" of the Royal Fighting Team who rarely shows his face but has overwhelming strength, he has no interest in the Soul Arena Tournament, which is ostensibly for training but is actually just a way to bully weaker opponents.
So, with a wave of his hand, he threw Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, the two main fighters, back into the Royal Fighting Team, and let Qin Ming lead the team to various Soul Arenas to gain experience and accumulate battle records.
He himself, along with Na'er, his little tagalong, transformed into two streaks of light and headed straight for Soto City.
In any case, according to Qin Ming's plan, the Royal Fighting Team will fight their way to the Soto Grand Arena.
When everyone meets there, we can settle both the old and new scores together without delaying things.
...
A few days later, at noon.
Soto City, the granary of the Barak Kingdom, is also one of the most prosperous cities in the southern part of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Although it cannot compare to the grandeur of Tiandou City, it still has its own lively atmosphere.
Xuanhao and Na'er walked side by side on the bustling street.
The man was tall and handsome, and his simple white robe could not hide his noble temperament; the woman was even more stunning, with silver hair and purple eyes, like an elf who had stepped out of a painting.
This seemingly perfect couple attracted countless admiring glances from passersby as soon as they entered the city.
"elder brother."
Na'er held a string of candied hawthorns she had just bought, taking small bites as she asked with some concern:
How do we find Rongrong?
"Soto is such a big city, we can't just go around asking all over the streets, can we?"
"and..."
Na'er wrinkled her little nose:
"What if Sister Yanzi's information is wrong, or Sister Rongrong has run off to somewhere else again?"
Looking for her?
Xuan Hao chuckled, took out a specially made token engraved with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School emblem from his robes, and tossed it in his hand:
"Isn't that simple?"
"Do you think Sect Master Ning would be willing to let their precious darling wander alone?"
"The spies of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must have already infiltrated this city like a sieve."
"Moreover, given Ning Rongrong's spoiled and pampered temperament, even if she ran away from home, she would never stoop to staying in a cheap hotel or sleeping on the streets."
"She will definitely choose the most luxurious and comfortable place in the city."
At this point, Xuan Hao raised his head, his gaze fixed on the tall, magnificent building in the distance that stood out from the crowd.
Soto Grand Hotel.
Let's go.
Xuan Hao took Na'er's small hand and walked straight in that direction:
"Go there and ask.
If that girl isn't there, I'll eat this token."
...
Soto Grand Hotel.
As the most upscale consumption venue in Soto City, this place has always been a gathering place for dignitaries and nobles.
But today, the hotel's lobby manager looked worried.
Just two weeks ago, a difficult "little tyrant" moved in.
She was a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old. She was incredibly beautiful and adorable, but her temper... was more explosive than a powder keg.
Not only did he book the luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel, but he also nitpicked the hotel's service.
If he was slightly unhappy, he would smash things to pieces and then throw out a bag of gold soul coins to shut people up.
Although the hotel made a lot of money, who could stand living in constant fear?
Just as the lobby manager was praying that this little rascal wouldn't cause any more trouble today...
"Hello."
A clear voice rang out from the front desk.
The manager looked up and his eyes lit up.
A tall, handsome young man with silver hair stood before the counter, holding a token engraved with a seven-tiered pagoda design, a gentle smile on his face.
"I want to ask about someone."
"Excuse me, has a very pretty girl recently moved in here... wearing a white dress, about this tall, and with a particularly bad temper?"
Xuan Hao gestured as he observed the manager's expression.
really.
Upon hearing the words "has a terrible temper," the manager's face twitched violently, and a hint of lingering fear flashed in his eyes.
"You...you are that lady's..."
"I am her brother."
Xuan Hao put away the token, his smile innocent and harmless:
"I'm here to take that little girl who ran away from home home."
"Oh!! That's great!!"
The manager was practically weeping with joy; his eyes looked as if he had seen a living saint who had saved him from suffering.
"Yes! It's in suite number one on the top floor!"
"That young lady has been living there for half a month! You should go and check on her; it seems she just overturned the table again because she didn't like her lunch..."
"..."
Xuanhao and Na'er exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.
really.
Even after running away from home, this little witch is still the same troublesome little witch.
"Okay, thanks."
Xuan Hao tossed a gold soul coin to the manager as a tip, then led Na'er straight to the stairs.
"Let's go, Na'er."
Xuan Hao took a deep breath, "Let's go and meet our little princess who's in a bad mood right now."
"Hopefully I can appease them, otherwise..."
"I had no choice but to tie her up and take her back."
Upon arriving at the door of Suite No. 1 on the top floor, before even entering, a sharp, shattering sound of porcelain pierced the heavy wooden door, followed by Ning Rongrong's signature, slightly shrill, shout:
"Take it all away!
Take it all away from me!"
"How dare you serve such awful food?
Is this what your hotel calls top chef?"
"Even when I feed it to the spirit beasts, they complain that it gets stuck in their teeth!"
"Splash—"
Another series of loud noises followed, accompanied by the crisp, pleasant sound of gold soul coins hitting the floor:
"Take this money and replace that chef!
If he can't cook up a dish that satisfies me, this lousy hotel can shut down!"
Several waiters retreated to the door, their faces covered in dust, carrying the returned plates in their hands and stepping on the gold coins scattered on the floor.
They were all bowing, neither daring to be angry nor to speak, their expressions more unpleasant than tears.
Just then, a slender hand pushed open the door.
The waiters looked up and saw Xuan Hao wave to them, signaling them to go down first.
As if granted a pardon, the waiters hurriedly picked up the gold coins on the ground and fled as if their lives depended on it.
The room was a complete mess.
Ning Rongrong stood with her back to the door, hands on her hips, her chest heaving violently, clearly furious.
Her once delicate face was now flushed red, and her white dress was stained with soup, making her look both disheveled and pitiful.
Perhaps she was still angry, or perhaps she thought it was just another group of timid waiters coming in, Ning Rongrong cursed without turning her head:
"Didn't I tell you to get out?
What are you doing back in?
Do you want to die?!"
Xuan Hao didn't speak, but quietly walked up behind her.
Then, he stretched out his arms and gently wrapped them around her waist from behind, pulling the flustered kitten into his embrace.
"who?!"
Ning Rongrong froze instantly; the unfamiliar touch and the distinctly masculine scent made her bristle.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, apart from her elders, no man dared to treat her so lightly!
"Let me go!!
You scoundrel!!
Help!
Someone help me!!"
Ning Rongrong screamed and struggled frantically, her elbows instinctively slamming backward.
Her soul power, which was as high as level 42, surged instantly, ready to blast this audacious lecher away.
"Rongrong, it's me."
A warm, familiar voice, yet deeper and more magnetic than she remembered, gently rang in her ear.
Ning Rongrong's struggling motion froze instantly.
She stood there, stunned, her mind going blank for a moment.
That sound...
This aura...
"Xuan...Xuan Hao?"
Ning Rongrong turned around in disbelief.
What came into view was a face that had lost its childishness, becoming angular and breathtakingly handsome.
It really is him...
That bastard she longed for day and night, who drove her to cultivate relentlessly, and whom she hated with a passion!
In an instant, feelings of grievance, anger, longing, heartache... all sorts of emotions surged into my heart like a tide.
"you..."
Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly reddened, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.
The next second, she shoved Xuan Hao away violently and roared at the top of her lungs:
"Get out!! I don't want to see you!!"
"Weren't you avoiding me?
Weren't you in seclusion?
What are you doing here?!"
"Let go of me! Don't touch me!!"
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