In the evening, the twilight sky was soft and filled with yellow clouds gently dancing across it.
Tang San walked along the academy's main road, feeling uneasy. As he gazed at the sky, the horizon was a deep red, as if it could bleed.
For some reason, a deep sadness welled up within him, an endless melancholy, as if he had lost something precious.
As night fell, the dim lights along the path flickered occasionally, unable to fully illuminate the academy's road.
In the boys' dormitory, Tang San was cultivating on his bed, but he couldn't calm down. His heart was in turmoil, making it impossible to focus.
With a sudden cough, he made a mistake, and his cultivation backfired, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San's anxiety grew stronger, filling him with unease. The image of Xiao Wu kept appearing in his mind.
He burst out of the dormitory and ran through the academy, desperate to see his little sister right away.
Tang San went to the girls' dormitory, but only found Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong there. Xiao Wu was nowhere to be seen.
Suppressing his anxiety, he then headed to the dean's office.
Flander saw the anxious Tang San and couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, Xiao San. I sent Xiao Wu to take care of Chen Xuan. She'll be back later. There's no need to worry."
Hearing this, Tang San didn't feel relieved at all. In fact, his sense of unease grew even stronger.
"Dean, which hotel did she go to?" He was still restless, unable to feel at ease until he saw Xiao Wu with his own eyes.
Flander wasn't sure of the exact location, so he couldn't help.
However, Tang San eventually got the address of the Rose Hotel from Dai Mubai. As a playboy, he was very familiar with nightclubs, hotels, and other such places.
Unfortunately, everything had already been set in motion. What was meant to happen had happened, and it was too late.
Tang San rushed out of the academy, sprinting through the streets, heading towards the outskirts as fast as he could.
Inside the Rose Hotel
"What? Chen Xuan? Never heard of him. If you're not going to stay, please leave. Don't interfere with our business," the waiter replied calmly, unbothered by Tang San's aggressive questioning.
"That's impossible! Xiao Wu clearly came to your hotel during the day," Tang San snapped, furious. His anger, already burning, found no outlet. Now even a mere waiter dared to deceive him—it was as if they were courting death.
"I've already told you many times, young man. I've never seen a girl with a scorpion braid, and I don't know who Chen Xuan is. If you continue to disrupt our business, I'll have to call for help."
Tang San's face turned dark, his killing intent leaking out. At this point, the other party was still lying to him, humiliating him—they were asking for death.
"What's going on here?" The lobby manager noticed something was wrong and came over, accompanied by two strong men.
Tang San was about to force his way in when he released his Blue Silver Grass spirit. The two men's brows furrowed, and they took a step forward, closing in on him.
"Kid, I suggest you don't do anything rash," the two strong men warned, their feet surrounded by five spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black.
Though not prodigies, these two men had reached the level of Spirit Kings in their middle age, with the best possible spirit ring configuration.
Tang San's face was grim as his fingers instinctively reached for the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges. But soon, he calmed down.
The Heaven Dou competition area was nearby. If a fight broke out, it would surely attract the Royal Cavalry, which would lead to even more trouble.
In the end, Tang San left dejected, walking along the dark streets.
"Xiao Li, you did a great job." After learning what had happened, the lobby manager praised the waiter.
Watching Tang San leave, the manager snorted in disdain, "Trying to get information without spending a penny? What a fool."
The lobby manager turned to the waiter and asked, "Xiao Li, is Chen Xuan still not done?"
The waiter shook his head. He had checked a few minutes ago and could hear sounds coming from inside the room even from outside the door. The noise was loud, with strange clattering sounds—like pots, pans, and furniture being thrown around. It was like a world turned upside down.
…
Deep into the night, Tang San still hadn't seen Xiao Wu return.
He didn't know what kind of ordeal Xiao Wu was going through at that moment, but she wasn't in danger. In fact, she had dominated the situation the entire time.
At one point, Chen Xuan regained a bit of his sanity and saw the mess in the room—overturned tables, chairs, and the sofa ripped open with its stuffing spilling out. It was an absolute disaster.
Xiao Wu was right in front of him, her entire body as white as snow, her skin as delicate as jade, but he had no interest in appreciating it.
It wasn't about anything else—it was about the shame of it all. How could a man like him face this? Where was his dignity?
"Brother, be gentle... it hurts…" Xiao Wu mumbled in her sleep, mistaking Chen Xuan for Tang San.
Thump!
The strange fruit continued its work, the medicinal effects still strong. Chen Xuan quickly lost his sanity again, descending into madness.
And so, time passed quietly. Some were filled with sorrow, while others were immersed in boundless springtime.
There's no such thing as peace; it's only because Tang San is bearing the weight of it all.
The little sister he had raised since childhood would forever be lost to him after this night.
As the night deepened, everyone eventually fell into a deep sleep.
The Next Day
"What have I done?!" Chen Xuan exclaimed when he woke up, staring at the chaotic room. Fragments of clothing and underwear were scattered everywhere, leaving his mind blank.
Oh heavens, what have I done?!
"I… I actually slept with Xiao Wu!" Chen Xuan felt like the sky was falling. It was over—what was he going to do?
In an instant, he thought of countless possible outcomes: being killed by Tang San's hidden weapons, being crushed by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, being obliterated by the Golden Triangle's Martial Soul Fusion Technique, or being hunted down by two hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts.
Chen Xuan was sometimes despairing, sometimes melancholic, unsure of what to do. Should he escape?
But that thought vanished just as quickly as it came. Where could he escape to? Sooner or later, he would be hunted down and killed. Besides, he didn't want to live a life of wandering.
Chen Xuan looked around. The room was filled with roses, chairs overturned, and the sofa was the most damaged—its fabric torn, stuffing spilling out.
He could imagine how intense things had been the previous night.
Chen Xuan's mouth twitched. He was still naked, not wearing a single piece of clothing.
He was about to pick up his clothes when he froze. The floor was littered with clothes—tops, undergarments, and intimate items, including a half-torn pink stocking lying quietly on the ground.
Chen Xuan was embarrassed, then started to panic. What had he done yesterday? What had caused this scene?
Especially that pink underwear on the floor, torn in two—how utterly shameful.
Luckily, he had more clothes stored in his soul guide, not just this set.
Xiao Wu showed no signs of waking up, still sleeping quietly on the messy bed, without a blanket. He couldn't find one; who knew where it had ended up last night.
At this moment, Xiao Wu's feet were facing Chen Xuan's direction. When he turned around, he was stunned and blushed.
This little girl was lying naked on the big red bed, her snow-white skin exposed, with her little pink feet covered only by a half-torn stocking.
Chen Xuan wasn't attracted by her beautiful body but rather overwhelmed by the sense of guilt he felt from this view. It was too much to bear.
"This is…" He blushed and quickly looked away.
…
…
This will probably leave her bedridden for half a day, and she won't be able to walk properly for several days.
After changing his clothes, Chen Xuan looked at the petite girl, feeling a mix of emotions. The surprise had come too suddenly.
"Xiao Wu, it's not that I don't want to take responsibility—I'm just afraid that even if I want to, I won't live to do it."
"Especially with your Third Brother. If he finds out what I've done to you, he'll hunt me down across the world."
Chen Xuan had no choice but to leave to avoid the fallout, planning to return after a few days.
Before leaving, he worried that Xiao Wu might wake up with nothing to wear, so he went out to buy a set of women's clothing, including some intimate wear.
"I'm sorry…" Chen Xuan glanced at the sleeping Xiao Wu with reluctance, then turned and left, locking the door behind him as he jumped out of the fifth-floor window.
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