Capítulo 62: Chapter 58 Tang San Gets Jealous, Stumbles Upon Three Beauties!_1
"Hmm?"
Xiaowu, Tang San, and the waiter all focused their attention on Luo Yu, who had suddenly spoken.
"The two rooms I asked you to reserve for me yesterday should be available, right?" Luo Yu walked up to the counter and inquired.
"Yes, yes!" the waiter replied swiftly and repeatedly.
How could he not know about the fight that had taken place last night? He was full of apprehension towards this fiercely acting man, thankful that he didn't seem to be intent on causing trouble.
Luo Yu nodded, "As long as they're available, give one to them."
"Alright."
The waiter hurriedly agreed and quickly brought two keys over to Tang San.
Tang San frowned as he looked at the two keys.
Meanwhile, Xiaowu blinked her beautiful eyes, curiously observing Luo Yu.
"Why do you want to help us?" Xiaowu couldn't help but ask.
Luo Yu smiled gently, "I don't need both rooms anymore, so it's no problem to share one with you."
Xiaowu's eyes formed crescent moons as she smiled, feeling an inexplicable familiarity and warmth towards the man before her.
"Then we really have to thank you! It would have been difficult if there was only one room," she said.
"No need for courtesy," Luo Yu waved his hand dismissively.
Just as Xiaowu was about to speak again, Tang San suddenly stepped in front of her, furrowing his brow and regarding Luo Yu warily.
"Who are you?"
"Why help us when we are strangers?"
Luo Yu shook his head, speaking gently, "Meeting is fate, it's just a small favor, nothing significant."
Tang San stared intently at Luo Yu, swiped his storage belt, and drew out a purse which he handed over, saying seriously, "It's alright to help, I, Tang San, appreciate your kind intention."
"But let me warn you up front, if you have any designs on my sister, don't blame me for being rude."
Luo Yu looked at the offered purse and at Tang San's distant demeanor, and the smile on his face began to fade, his lips curling into a slight, cool smile.
"Sometimes, it's better to be straightforward in life, not to overthink others' intentions."
"The room is for her to stay in, keep the money, charge it to my account."
Xiaowu, seeing the atmosphere suddenly change, stepped forward to speak.
But Luo Yu had already turned and left the inn.
Xiaowu stamped her foot, complaining, "Big Brother Three, what are you doing? He was clearly helping us, why did you have to say such hurtful things, that's too harsh."
Tang San huffed lightly and shook his head, "Xiaowu, you still don't understand how treacherous the human heart can be. Why should he help us if he didn't know us? He must be coveting you."
Xiaowu shook her head repeatedly, "Big Brother Three, I didn't see any bad intentions in his eyes towards me."
Tang San comforted, "Alright, let's not argue over a stranger, we won't see him again anyway. Let it be. Besides, I tried to give him money, and he didn't want it, did he?"
Xiaowu rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed, "With that attitude of yours, it would be strange if he had taken it."
Tang San didn't reply, but he knew very well that he had always been very possessive of Xiaowu, although she always kept a distance from him.
After taking the keys, they were about to head upstairs.
They were stopped by the waiter.
"Sir, I advise you not to anger that gentleman who just left. He's not an ordinary Soul Master. He nearly tore down our inn last night," the waiter said in a low voice.
Tang San couldn't help but laugh out loud at this.
Then, a confident smile formed on his lips.
"So what if I anger him?"
"Don't worry, it's not only he who is a Soul Master, we are too."
"That guy appears to be about my age at most."
"Among my peers, I stand undefeated."
Xiaowu cautioned, "Big Brother Three, you shouldn't be so absolute. There's always someone better out there."
Tang San's mood was not very good as he said confidently:
"After all these years, don't you know my capabilities?"
"What can these people of my age do against me, stake their lives?"
"That's also true," Xiaowu nodded slightly, knowing about Tang San's hidden weapons and talents; indeed, he was unrivaled among his peers, a genuine prodigy.
"But we should still be nicer to others next time."
"Alright, got it," Tang San grasped the two keys more tightly, still feeling choked up inside.
...
On the other side, Luo Yu emerged onto the busy street.
His encounter with Tang San did not affect his mood in the slightest.
If you're going to have a bad attitude, then you can't blame anyone else when you get beaten up.
Luo Yu feared no one's posturing; fighting without any psychological burden felt refreshingly violent.
Compared to the desolation of the night, the streets were bustling during the day with streams of carriages and people, and stalls everywhere.
Luo Yu only glanced at the street scene before focusing his attention on the transparent panel only he could see.
It was a detailed topographical map.
A black dot represented himself, while a golden dot indicated another person's trajectory, constantly moving.
Having dealt with Zhu Zhuqing, Luo Yu was sure that the golden dot must represent Ning Rongrong.
She must also be coming to join Shrek.
Since he had nothing else to do, Luo Yu headed straight toward the golden dot.
To get a glimpse of this runaway Little Princess from the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect.
...
In a small alley, inside a luxurious clothing store.
A cacophony of female voices spilled out incessantly.
At the counter, the shopkeeper awkwardly held a handcrafted, exquisitely made white chic short skirt.
Three distinctly different charming young beauties stood confronting each other.
Ning Rongrong, dressed in a white Fairy gown with dewy beautiful eyes, pure yet desirous, was as delicate and pale as a Fairy. Her face was flushed with anger as she glared at the woman opposite her.
Her adversary exuded an exotic charm, her neck reddening as wide eyes bore down.
With purple short hair and nails painted emerald green, she wore a soft armor-like top, her snow-white shoulders exposed, along with her sexy navel.
Another girl, ethereal in her sweetness, stood quietly to the side, her gaze deep and placid like a still ocean, undisturbed by waves.
Ning Rongrong complained, "I took a liking to this skirt first; what right do you have to take it from me?"
The purple-haired girl, Dugu Yan, huffed, "It's not like I'm robbing you. I've said it, I'll give you twice the price; please let me have this skirt."
"Heh, talking to me about money?" Ning Rongrong sneered, her lips curling, "I'll offer you four times the price. I'm taking this skirt; you should give up."
"Then I'll give six times," Dugu Yan stood her ground.
"Think you're great because you have money?"
Ning Rongrong pulled out a large purse and slammed it onto the counter, the sound of golden soul coins clinking, "Today, no matter how much you offer, I will double it; you're not getting this skirt."
Dugu Yan's expression changed.
She truly hadn't expected to encounter a girl who would be so generously impulsive.
Completely indifferent to the cost; it seemed she really had money.
The delicate girl tugged at Dugu Yan's arm, "Yan Yan, we really shouldn't have come later; let's just give it to her."
Dugu Yan shook her head, determined, "Lingling, it's your birthday today, and this skirt is perfect for you; I must buy it and give it to you as a present."
"No need, let's just look in other shops," Ye Lingling suggested.
"How many shops have we gone through? This one is by far the most suitable for you. Don't argue; I'll handle this!"
Dugu Yan glared at Ning Rongrong and firmly stated, "Let go of that dress, and I'll pay you double the price."
Ning Rongrong scoffed coldly, "You think I need your money?"
"In that case…"
A flash sparked in Dugu Yan's eyes.
With a bang, a shadow of a snake with emerald scales appeared behind her, with three rings of Soul Rings rising around it, exerting an overwhelming pressure.
The shopkeeper trembled off to the side.
Ning Rongrong also huffed, her face souring.
She was only level twenty-seven now and hadn't expected her opponent to be a Soul Elder of level thirty or above with a strong attack type.
"Tsk tsk, are little girls nowadays all so irritable? Even shopping has to involve fighting and killing?"
A mocking voice came from the entrance.
"Who?"
Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and the three girls quickly turned their attention to the source.
A perfectly ordinary man stood at the doorway, watching the drama unfold with a smile…
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