Chapter 98: Master of the Pretentious World

Tang San shielded Xiao Wu behind him, fully aware of the situation. Ning Rongrong's actions were undoubtedly taking advantage of her protection to act recklessly. Xiao Wu was so innocent; why were they all targeting her?

"Ning Rongrong, don't go too far!"

Tang San's gaze was cold, showing no mercy.

Ning Rongrong sneered, "Tang San, don't pretend to be the good guy. Weren't you all flaunting your hidden weapons in front of me earlier?"

"Hidden weapons, hidden weapons—tools designed by a two-faced person like you for underhanded dealings. Do you think I don't know about the things you've done behind the scenes?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang San's breath caught in his throat. The things behind the scenes?

Could it be… 

Impossible, impossible. That night's events were known only to Ye Ritian and himself. Ning Rongrong had been at the inn; he must be overthinking it.

"I… I don't know what you're talking about," Tang San retorted on the spot.

"That night…"

Ning Rongrong was about to speak when Ye Hao patted her shoulder, signaling her to stop.

"Keep this leverage for now; it will be more useful later," Ye Hao communicated through soul power.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. How did you know what I was about to say? Could it be that "Ye Ritian" that night was you…

"Tang San, I don't care about your so-called hidden weapons at all," Ye Hao said with a slight smile, disregarding Tang San's face.

Tang San snorted and held a pile of hidden weapons in his hand. The other members of Shrek understood and followed suit, each holding their own exquisite hidden weapons, shining brightly.

Tang San laughed, "We have hidden weapons; do you?"

"Do you have any?" The others confidently and proudly chimed in.

Hidden weapons?

Ning Fengzhi looked at the hidden weapons in Tang San and the others' hands, showing great curiosity about this novelty.

"You!" Ning Rongrong was so angry that her lips were pursed. Zhu Zhuqing's gaze turned cold as she watched the group before her, seeing Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others as mere clowns. Having been humiliated earlier, they were now just seizing the opportunity to flaunt their superiority.

"Tch?" Ye Hao glanced disdainfully and then came to an agreement with Xiao Hong.

Hidden weapons were merely tools used by petty people for underhanded schemes, hardly worthy of being taken seriously.

"Hidden weapons? I wouldn't want them if you gave them to me."

Ma Hongjun laughed heartily, "Do you have any? These were made by Brother San; I doubt you'll ever possess anything like them! Hahaha…"

Then, Ye Hao calmly took the Death God's Heart from his hairpin, enlarging it to about ten centimeters. Its eerie purple glow dazzled the eyes, and no matter the angle, it signaled its extraordinary nature.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was immediately drawn to the Death God's Heart in Ye Hao's palm. This thing looked familiar; he felt he had seen it somewhere, and from his seasoned perspective, its value was far greater than those so-called hidden weapons.

Suddenly, a strange glow flashed, and Xiao Hong, with a spirit herb in her mouth, appeared beside Ye Hao.

At that moment, Dugu Bo's face darkened as he recalled what had happened a few days ago. That dog's actions were truly unworthy of being called a son. Wasn't that herb in its mouth from his own garden?

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun burst into laughter.

"Hahaha…"

"You're killing me! It's just a dog, I thought it was something special. Ye Hao, you're not so impressive after all!"

The others laughed along, mocking Ye Hao's actions.

Only Tang San's expression was serious, his eyes fixed on the "herb" in Xiao Hong's mouth, filled with a burning desire to snatch it away.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu, hiding behind Tang San, was trembling in fear. Xiao Hong's appearance nearly drove her to the brink. She sensed a presence even stronger than her own—undoubtedly a soul beast, and this unknown soul beast's aura was even more terrifying than that of Da Ming and Er Ming.

Tang San, of course, was oblivious to Xiao Wu's true thoughts and identity.

Xiao Hong laughed heartily, "Haozi, let's go to the Sunset Forest tonight and catch some Soft Bone Rabbits for a whole rabbit feast. What do you think?"

Ye Hao understood and smiled mysteriously, "Of course, no problem! It's best if it's a rabbit that hasn't lived for a hundred years yet; that kind of rabbit meat is the most tender."

"You're such a novice!" Xiao Hong retorted unhappily. "When it comes to the best way to eat rabbit meat, let me tell you! The older the rabbit, the better it tastes, especially the thousand-year-old ones. Didn't we just eat some recently?"

"Hey!" Ye Hao got excited. "You're right; that 1.000-year-old soft-boned rabbit was really delicious. I'm genuinely looking forward to what a 10.000-year-old soft-boned rabbit would taste like."

Xiao Hong grinned, her gaze sweeping over to Tang San. "I'm looking forward to the taste of a 100.000-year-old soft-boned rabbit. I believe it'll be even better than what we've talked about before, hahaha!"

One person and one dog were in perfect harmony.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu had already hidden behind the wall, shivering. The others paid no attention; their focus was entirely on the dog beside Ye Hao, which could actually talk—something they had never seen before.

Ye Hao turned to Ning Rongrong and said, "Miss Ning Rongrong, if I remember correctly, you've already left Shrek Academy, right?"

Ning Rongrong nodded. At that moment, Flender immediately interjected, "Ning Rongrong, don't forget, without my approval as the dean, you are still a member of Shrek Academy. Zhu Zhuqing is the same. You both need to return to the academy's team; leaving the team recklessly shows a complete lack of organization and discipline."

Flender spoke with confidence; after all, he was the sole founder of Shrek Academy, and who came or went was entirely up to him.

Upon hearing this, both Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing frowned almost simultaneously.

Just then, Ning Fengzhi caught sight of them, and suddenly, Bone Douluo stood in front of Flender, his aura as a Title Douluo spreading throughout the room.

Flender looked up at Bone Douluo, who was a head taller than him, and felt a surge of fear. The gap between a Soul Sage and a Title Douluo was insurmountable.

"Your Excellency B-Bone Douluo, what do you mean by this?" Flender stammered, losing his earlier bravado, his legs trembling as he looked anxiously at Bone Douluo, afraid that this Title Douluo he had never met would strike him down with a single blow.

This couldn't happen!

He hadn't yet had the chance to elevate Shrek Academy to new heights; how could he die?

"I'm giving you a chance to reorganize your words," Bone Douluo said coldly, his aura making the entire room feel extremely tense.

Bone Douluo was giving Flender a chance. Initially, he intended for Rongrong to apologize, but he hadn't expected this group to...