At that moment, Tang San and Xiao Wu both felt a faint sense of unease.
Neither could put it into words.
It was as though something had lightly pricked the back of their necks.
Tang San’s Mysterious Jade Hand tightened slightly beneath his sleeve as his gaze swept inconspicuously across the surroundings.
The street, the vendors, the onlookers— Everything appeared normal.
There were no suspicious figures and no unusual auras.
Yet that sensation was real.
It was as though the moment they took another step forward, something irreversible would happen.
Tang San trusted his instincts.
In his previous life, surviving among the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect had required more than skill.
It had required an instinct honed countless times on the brink of life and death.
Xiao Wu’s senses were not as sharp as Tang San’s, but the instincts of a 100,000-year soul beast likewise issued a warning at that instant.
She subconsciously moved half a step closer to Tang San, her clenched fist loosening without her realizing it.
It lasted only for an instant.
The strange sensation then vanished without a trace, as though it had never existed.
Tang San stared at the girl before him.
She still had her chin raised, looking completely fearless.
She seemed entirely unaware of their reaction, clearly indicating that the aura just now had nothing to do with her.
Then who was it?
Tang San’s gaze lingered on the golden-haired young man on her back for another moment.
That was all the opening Ning Rongrong needed.
She raised her chin and swept a look over the two of them as though they were idiots.
“Tch.
Don’t dare?” Without another thought, she turned around and strode away with the young man who hadn’t woken up even once since the beginning.
She left behind a Tang San who didn’t dare act rashly, a wary Xiao Wu, and a crowd of whispering onlookers.
“Those two young people are something else.
The girl is willing to carry him, so what does it have to do with them?” “Exactly.
They stuck their noses into someone else’s business and nearly started a fight.
Young people these days…” “You!
What are you talking about?!” Xiao Wu finally came back to her senses.
Hearing the comments around her, she angrily swept her eyes over the crowd, whipped her braid around, and stormed off.
“You think I wanted to meddle?
Hmph!” Tang San remained silent for a moment.
Looking in the direction Ning Rongrong had disappeared, he drew a quiet breath and committed the matter to memory.
Ning Que casually lifted his eyes and glanced toward a corner.
Hidden in the shadows, a figure in a tattered black robe watched everything with a pair of murky eyes.
Tang Hao.
His gaze shifted toward the guards concealed nearby.
He roughly guessed the girl’s identity.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects alongside the Clear Sky Sect.
With guards of this caliber protecting them, the two youngsters were at least core disciples of the sect.
“A coincidence?” …
Meanwhile, Outside Suo Tuo City, in front of the Rose Hotel.
Ning Rongrong carried Ning Que on her back and looked up at the signboard, satisfaction flashing through her eyes.
Although they had encountered two annoying flies earlier— None of that mattered!
She patted the person on her back, a sly smile appearing on her lips.
“Ning Que, we’re staying here tonight!” Inside the Rose Hotel.
The decor was luxurious, and a faint rose fragrance lingered in the air.
Ning Rongrong carried Ning Que to the front desk.
The manager behind the counter was a thin, middle-aged man.
He had noticed the guests at the entrance long ago and had already stepped forward to greet them.
The moment he saw their clothes, a broad smile spread across his face.
“Are the two of you looking for a room?” “Yes.
Give us the best one.” Ning Rongrong answered decisively.
The manager flipped through the register, his expression becoming slightly troubled.
“I’m terribly sorry, but we’re completely booked today.
There’s only one room left—a top-tier suite…” “Then we’ll take it.” Ning Rongrong waved her hand without hesitation.
The manager froze for a moment.
He subconsciously glanced at the sleeping young man on her back, then looked at Ning Rongrong again.
His expression became rather peculiar.
The Rose Hotel was the most famous couples’ hotel in Suo Tuo City.
The top-tier suites were specifically designed for couples.
This young man and woman… “Ahem.
Miss, allow me to remind you that our top-tier suite is a couples’ suite.
There’s only one…” “I know.
I want that room.” Ning Rongrong interrupted him.
But halfway through saying it, she suddenly realized what that meant to her.
A couples’ suite.
One bed.
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
She secretly turned her head and glanced at Ning Que’s completely defenseless sleeping face.
“Ning Que…” Her voice became much softer than before.
“Um… there’s only one room left.
Do you mind?” “Hu…” Ning Que’s breathing remained steady and rhythmic.
“…Since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take that as agreement!” Ning Rongrong answered her own question, unable to suppress the smile creeping across her lips.
She turned toward the manager.
“We’ll take this room—” Before she could finish, a hand reached over from the side and slapped down on the counter.
“Hey.
If I remember correctly, that room is mine, isn’t it?” The voice was deep, carrying an unmistakably domineering tone.
Ning Rongrong frowned and looked over.
A tall young man stood there.
Long blond hair fell over his shoulders, and his eyes were of different colors—one blue and one green.
His entire body radiated an arrogant, flamboyant presence.
Most eye-catching of all, he had an attractive young woman in revealing clothes tucked under each arm.
One leaned against his left shoulder, while the other nestled against his right side, both smiling as they watched the scene unfold.
Dai Mubai.
No one in Suo Tuo City failed to recognize the young master Dai.
Ning Rongrong’s good mood instantly vanished.
Why did she keep running into annoying people wherever she went?
First there had been those two busybodies on the street.
And now someone was trying to steal her room.
She didn’t bother saying anything.
She simply raised her hand.
Clatter.
A heavy cloth pouch landed on the counter.
The mouth loosened, revealing a dazzling golden glow that nearly blinded the manager.
“I want this room.” Ning Rongrong’s tone was indifferent.
She didn’t even bother taking the man seriously.
The manager’s eyes nearly fell out of his head.
This single bag of gold soul coins would be more than enough to book not just one room, but the entire Rose Hotel for a month!
After speaking, Ning Rongrong couldn’t resist turning her head and giving Dai Mubai a sidelong glance.
Three parts provocation.
Seven parts disdain.
As though she were saying— You want to compete with me?
Dai Mubai’s expression changed slightly.
He genuinely hadn’t expected this girl to be so decisive with her money.
But who was he?
He was the dignified prince of the Star Luo Empire, the young master Dai of Suo Tuo City.
With two women in his arms, if he couldn’t win back face here, where would that leave him?
“Interesting.” Dai Mubai maintained a graceful smile, released the twins, then pulled out a money pouch and tossed it onto the counter.
The crisp clinking of gold soul coins rang out.
There was a considerable amount inside.
Ning Rongrong didn’t even raise an eyelid.
Another pouch landed on the counter.
Dai Mubai froze for a moment, but he still prepared to throw down another.
Before he could— Ning Rongrong tossed another pouch onto the counter.
One.
Then another.
And another.
Soon, the money pouches glittering with gold soul coins had piled up into a small mountain.
Behind the counter, the manager’s mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg.
His hands were trembling.
He looked at Dai Mubai.
Then at Ning Rongrong.
His face was filled with nothing but ecstatic delight.
He no longer cared that Dai Mubai was a regular customer.
At this moment, all he could see were those piles of gold soul coins.
Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Dai Mubai’s forehead.
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