“Miss, this drink is called Coke.
Its flavor is absolutely incredible.
I guarantee you’ve never tasted anything like it before.” With that, Ning Wen straightened up and put on what he considered a bright, sunny smile.
Everyone present froze.
Was this really the same person?
One moment he was calling himself “this lord” every other sentence, with an attitude so arrogant it was practically unbearable.
Yet on the surface, he looked like a complete fool.
He was way too good at acting!
The sheer contrast nearly made Ning Rongrong choke.
She no longer even felt like demanding an explanation.
Besides, what was that saying?
You couldn’t hit someone who was smiling at you.
If she hadn’t been able to hear this guy’s inner thoughts, she really might have been fooled by that honest, harmless-looking face.
Just who was this guy that had made her father personally rush out to find him?
Was the voice she’d heard somehow caused by him?
Should she ask him?
No…
If she asked, wouldn’t that reveal that she could hear his inner thoughts?
No, no, no!
She wanted to see what else this guy would say about her.
And she also wanted to find out whether the things she’d heard in his inner thoughts were actually true.
“I’ll give it a try!” Ning Rongrong squeezed out a stiff smile.
“This is how you open it.” As he spoke, Ning Wen twisted off the cap and handed the bottle to Ning Rongrong.
“Gurgle, gurgle…” Fine bubbles rose continuously inside the bottle.
Ning Rongrong curiously leaned closer and took a sniff.
There was a sweet fragrance.
But why did this drink look like it was poisonous, bubbling away like that?
It was a little frightening!
Could this hypocritical guy be trying to poison her?
Ning Rongrong immediately looked at Ning Wen with suspicion.
However, when she remembered that Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone were both present, she relaxed slightly.
She then cautiously took a small sip.
The chilled liquid exploded across her mouth, accompanied by countless fizzy bubbles.
“This is way too delicious!” Ning Rongrong’s eyes widened as she stared at the Coke in her hand.
The moment she finished speaking, she lifted the bottle again and took several large gulps.
“Burp…” Because she had drunk too quickly, Ning Rongrong accidentally let out a burp.
At that moment, the voice pack spoke again…
[Dammit!
My precious happy water!
This stupid woman is wasting it!] [What’s going on in this life?
This stupid woman should have ignored me from beginning to end!] [Could my rebirth have caused a butterfly effect?] [That’s right!
It must be!] [This time, I absolutely have to reject that humiliating engagement!] [So, stupid woman, don’t bother clinging to me.
I don’t like you at all!] Ning Wen: “…” He swore that those absolutely weren’t his thoughts.
How could having a rich support-type wife possibly be a bad thing?
And Ning Rongrong was still young.
He had plenty of time to mold her into his ideal wife.
So what if she couldn’t cook?
Ning Wen couldn’t cook either!
The voice pack was simply talking nonsense!
If he really possessed culinary skills that surpassed even the God of Food and the God of Emotions, he wouldn’t have spent every day working overtime in his previous life.
Ning Rongrong finally couldn’t take it anymore.
She was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
She had always been pampered and doted upon!
Yet this bastard dared to insult her like this in his heart!
Calling her a “stupid woman” over and over again!
When has Ning Rongrong ever suffered such humiliation?!
She couldn’t care less whether Ning Wen was really reincarnated or merely pretending to play some supernatural trick.
“What’s going on with your inner thoughts—” Ning Rongrong had just opened her mouth to demand an explanation when— Her voice suddenly vanished.
Her mouth was moving, but her throat couldn’t produce the slightest sound.
Ning Rongrong’s expression changed.
Unwilling to believe it, she opened her mouth again.
Yet no matter how hard she tried, not even a whisper escaped.
It was as if some mysterious, irresistible force had forcibly erased any words related to the matter.
As long as what she tried to say had nothing to do with Ning Wen’s inner thoughts, she could speak normally.
Realizing this, Ning Rongrong’s eyes widened in terror.
The look she gave Ning Wen was filled with undisguised shock.
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong seemed to realize what was happening, and each tried to speak.
But without exception, any words related to Ning Wen’s inner thoughts were automatically erased.
Even someone as powerful as Chen Xin, a Super Douluo, was no exception.
Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Ning Fengzhi exchanged glances.
They could all see the gravity in each other’s eyes.
An eerie silence descended over the main hall.
Seeing Ning Rongrong repeatedly opening and closing her mouth without making a sound, Ning Wen was completely bewildered.
Did Ning Rongrong have some strange hobby in the original story?
[Hmph!
What an ungrateful woman.
I gave you the only bottle of happy water I had, and you couldn’t even say thank you.
Now you’re putting on a silent performance!] [Don’t tell me you’re about to suddenly say that this is poison!] [With this little witch’s personality, she’s absolutely capable of doing something like that.] [Come on!
I’m right here waiting for you!] The cold voice once again echoed through everyone’s minds.
Ning Rongrong clenched her fists.
‘Am I really that terrible in this bastard’s eyes?’ Just as Ning Rongrong began questioning her entire existence, the system’s voice suddenly rang out inside Ning Wen’s mind.
[Ding!
Congratulations, Host.
You have received a critical-hit reward: Martial Soul—Asura Armor (Modified Version)!] Hearing the reward, Ning Wen’s heart began pounding wildly.
Although the Asura Armor was inferior to the Emperor Armor, within the entire Douluo Plane, it could still be considered a dimensional-level advantage.
However, according to the Asura Armor’s original setting, only someone possessing the strongest aura in Heaven and Earth could unleash its normal power.
This strongest aura was divided into righteous energy and evil energy.
The righteous could become kings, while the evil could become demons.
In his previous life, Ning Wen had been an ordinary person.
He certainly didn’t believe that he possessed this so-called strongest aura.
However, with the system’s power transforming the Asura Armor into his martial soul, there should naturally be some corresponding changes.
Even in the worst case, it couldn’t be too bad.
At the very least, he’d have a twin martial soul.
After all, Ning Wen already possessed a martial soul of his own.
One second passed.
Five seconds passed.
A minute passed.
Yet Ning Wen still couldn’t feel the slightest change in his body.
“Could it be fake…?” He raised an eyebrow before suddenly realizing something.
“No.
It should only activate on the day my martial soul awakens.” “What is it?
Do you need something?” Ning Wen pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked up, only to meet Ning Rongrong’s gaze.
She was still staring straight at him.
“Nothing.
The Coke is really delicious.
I…
was just thinking about what gift I should give you in return.” Ning Rongrong’s expression stiffened.
She quickly recovered and laughed awkwardly, changing the subject.
“Um…
thank you for the thought, Miss.” Ning Wen was stunned for a moment before hurriedly waving his hands.
“No, no.
Really, you don’t have to!” Wasn’t Ning Rongrong supposed to come from a distinguished family and be spoiled rotten by her elders, which caused her to develop a willful, self-centered young miss temperament from childhood?
But now that he saw her for himself…
She didn’t seem like that at all!
He’d only given her a bottle of Coke, and she was already thinking about giving him something in return.
What kind of little witch was this?
She was clearly a little angel!
End of Chapter