Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on Flender and Zhao Wuji, his tone so cold it could practically drip water.
"Flender, Zhao Wuji, you two certainly have some nerve!"
Flender and Zhao Wuji turned pale and instinctively took a step back.
They knew that Tang Hao was here to hold them accountable.
"My son's third spirit ring is actually just a single hundred-year solitary bamboo?"
Tang Hao's voice grew louder and louder, his anger like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
"And his Spirit Ability is some bullshit Pole Vault?! I asked you to look after him, and this is how you do it?!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His spirit power surged wildly, causing the ground of the playground to tremble slightly.
To think that his son, Tang Hao's son, possessed the Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer twin spirits, yet had ended up in such a state.
His third spirit ring was hundred-year trash, and his Spirit Ability was the bizarrely ridiculous Pole Vault!
If word of this got out, where would his dignity be?
"I think you're tired of living!" Tang Hao roared. His fists, the size of casseroles, were already clenched; he clearly intended to give Flender and Zhao Wuji a thorough lesson.
Flender and Zhao Wuji were pale with fright, waving their hands repeatedly.
"Clear Sky Excellency! It's a misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding! It was Little San himself who insisted on absorbing a spirit ring beyond its age limit; we couldn't stop him!"
"That's right, Clear Sky Excellency! If not for young friend Fu Qin stepping in to save him, Little San would have lost his life long ago!"
Zhao Wuji also hastily chimed in, pushing Fu Qin forward as a shield.
However, at this moment, Fu Qin was on Xiao Wu's bed, holding her slender waist as they immersed themselves in the storms of the mortal world.
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu both had extremely strong perceptions, and they detected the aura Tang Hao was emitting almost instantly.
Feeling this aura, Xiao Wu felt a bit nervous inside.
Fortunately, Fu Qin held her tightly beneath him, which also made her feel incredibly fulfilled.
When Tang Hao heard Zhao Wuji and the other mention Fu Qin, the hostility in his heart dissipated significantly.
After all, he had essentially watched Fu Qin grow up and had a good impression of the boy.
But impressions aside, his son had suffered such a great grievance; how could the fire in his heart be easily extinguished?
This accident was definitely caused by Zhao Wuji and Flender's poor supervision!
...
Late at night at Shrek Academy, it should have been dead silent, but the night sky was pierced by two suppressed screams.
In the bamboo forest on the back mountain, Tang Hao clenched his fists; every punch that landed carried enough power to heavily wound a Spirit Saint.
Zhao Wuji was beaten to the ground, his face bruised and swollen. The old wound on his left waist and abdomen split open again, blood soaking through his robes.
Flender was no better off; his Golden Roc Wings were stepped on, blood constantly seeping from the corners of his mouth as he could only hold his head and dodge miserably.
"This is how you take care of my son!" Tang Hao's roar shook the bamboo leaves, making them rustle and fall. "A hundred-year spirit ring? Pole Vault? Is this how you act as a dean and a teacher?"
The two didn't dare to fight back or even argue; they could only endure Tang Hao's fury.
They knew in their hearts that since Tang San had ended up like this, they were indeed to blame. This beating was simply something they had to take.
The screams rose and fell, yet no one dared to come out and intervene, leaving Tang Hao to vent his dissatisfaction.
Meanwhile, in the dormitory on the other side, there was a completely different, charming scene.
Fu Qin's room was decorated to be cozy and suggestive. The flickering candlelight reflected on the various cute outfits Xiao Wu was wearing.
The pink bunny outfit made her look charming and lively, while the white lace dress added a touch of purity. Every time she changed, it stirred a wave of restlessness in Fu Qin's heart.
"Brother Fu Qin, does this look good?" Xiao Wu lifted her skirt and spun around in front of Fu Qin, her bunny ears swaying gently with her movements, her eyes filled with a naive and charming smile.
Fu Qin reached out and pulled her into his arms, his fingertips grazing her delicate skin. His voice was deep and magnetic: "It looks good. Sister Xiao Wu, you look good in anything."
As their emotions deepened, they became entangled in passion, the room filled with an indistinguishable, thick air of intimacy.
Xiao Wu's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were hazy. Completely immersed in Fu Qin's gentle assault, she had long since forgotten the time and everything around her.
Just then, the door was pushed open a crack, and a slender figure slipped in quietly.
It was Ning Rongrong. She had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind filled with images of Fu Qin. Ultimately, she couldn't resist coming to find him.
But when she saw the scene in the room clearly, her pupils dilated instantly, and her breath hitched.
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu were entangled with their clothes in disarray. The intimate atmosphere hit her full force, causing her cheeks to turn bright red instantly.
She instinctively wanted to cry out in surprise, but her mouth was simultaneously covered by two swift hands.
"Mmph!"
Ning Rongrong struggled, but was held down firmly by Fu Qin and Xiao Wu.
Looking at her shocked eyes, Fu Qin showed a slightly innocent expression on his face.
Xiao Wu was a bit flustered and quickly shook her head at her, signaling for her not to make a sound.
After finally being released, Ning Rongrong panted heavily, looking at the two with a complicated gaze.
"Xiao Wu... Brother Fu Qin... you guys..."
Xiao Wu's cheeks burned as she took Ning Rongrong's hand and explained softly, "Rongrong, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Fu Qin and I have been together for a long time."
She paused, her tone pleading.
"This can't be known by others yet, especially Tang San and Dai Mubai. Can you keep our secret?"
Looking at Xiao Wu's sincere eyes and then at Fu Qin's innocent look, the shock in Ning Rongrong's heart was gradually replaced by a sense of loss.
She thought her intimacy with Fu Qin last night was their exclusive secret; she hadn't expected Xiao Wu to have this kind of relationship with him too.
But soon, the Intelligence Reduction Halo influenced Ning Rongrong's thoughts.
Instead, she reconsidered: she and Fu Qin had already "cooked the rice," and she and Xiao Wu had already formed an alliance. With a common enemy and a common goal, the barrier between them vanished instantly.
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, looked up, and said with a firm gaze, "Actually... I was also with Brother Fu Qin last night."
Fu Qin and Xiao Wu were both stunned, clearly not expecting Ning Rongrong to say such a thing.
The room fell into a brief silence. The light emitted by the Intelligence Reduction Halo was no less intense than the green light above Tang San and Oscar's heads.
Then Xiao Wu suddenly burst out laughing, taking Ning Rongrong's hand with a sly look in her eyes.
"In that case, we don't need to hide it anymore. Rongrong, Fu Qin is so good to us; how about we both stay with him together?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and a joyful smile appeared on her face.
She was already deeply in love with Fu Qin and didn't want to lose Xiao Wu as an ally; Xiao Wu's proposal was exactly what she wanted.
"Okay! We'll take care of Brother Fu Qin together!"
The two immediately hit it off, giving Fu Qin no chance to speak at all.
Xiao Wu pulled Ning Rongrong along and excitedly began sharing tips on how to get along with Fu Qin. As they talked, she started leading her to try various novel tricks.
In their past lives, because Tang San was sexually impotent and spent half his time fooling around outside, he had hardly touched Xiao Wu at all.
So there was no experience to speak of.