The twin sisters each held one of the double-pupiled man's arms. He paid no attention to Tang San, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Wu with a strange glint that was fleeting.
Walking up to the counter, the young man looked at the server and said, "You're new, aren't you? Don't you know there's always a room reserved for me here?"
The server quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, Young Master Dai, you haven't been here in a long time, I forgot."
He then turned to Tang San and Xiao Wu, apologizing, "I'm so sorry, two guests, truly sorry. This room has already been reserved by Young Master Dai. Please choose somewhere else."
Tang San frowned, not wanting to conflict with him. If he had to give way, so be it. There were so many hotels, one less wouldn't matter.
Xiao Wu, however, was displeased. "You snobbish dog! Don't think you can bully us just because we're young. This room was clearly booked by us first, and I'm not giving it up! What if I don't? Make him scram!"
The double-pupiled man finally turned around, his cold, sinister gaze falling on Xiao Wu. He nodded, "Very well. It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like that. You both have spirit power fluctuations, so you must be Spirit Masters. Then come at me together. If you can beat me, I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, please demonstrate the word 'scram'."
Listening to the double-pupiled man's words, the twin sisters beside him couldn't help but giggle, showing no signs of worry. They obediently released his arms and stepped aside.
Just then, the earlier server had already led a middle-aged man out from the back. He had clearly overheard the conversation between the double-pupiled man, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, and his face was filled with anxiety. "Let's talk this out, let's talk this out, please don't resort to violence."
The double-pupiled man glanced at him, "Manager Wang, you're getting better at business now, aren't you?"
Manager Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a fawning smile, "Young Master Dai, please don't say that. It's my subordinate's fault. This kid just started yesterday and doesn't know the rules. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll arrange a room for you right away."
Dai Mubai snorted coldly and said, "Less nonsense. You insulted me and still want to leave? Make your move. Any damages are on me."
Xiao Wu had been the big sister at Shrek Academy for so many years; when had she ever endured such insolence? Just as she was about to step forward, Tang San pressed her shoulder. "Let me handle it."
"Why? I'm going to beat him into a pulp!"
Tang San was a little displeased. "As a girl, you should speak more cleanly. I said I would always protect you." He didn't let Xiao Wu act because of the opponent's strength; he was afraid Xiao Wu would get hurt. Even if he lost, he couldn't let Xiao Wu be wronged.
Hearing the words, "I will always protect you," the agitated expression on Xiao Wu's face softened. She looked at Tang San and said, "Then be careful."
"No need to argue. I said, you two can come at me together," Dai Mubai said impatiently, looking at the two of them being affectionate.
Tang San calmly took two steps forward. "Please enlighten me."
Just as the two were about to make their move, another person walked in through the main entrance. He completely ignored the subtle aura emanating from the two preparing to fight. He walked directly to the counter and said, "Give me a room!"
This person was dressed in white like snow, with long, lustrous black hair cascading down to his waist, looking extraordinarily free and uninhibited. Though his face was ordinary, his deep black eyes were remarkably beautiful, as if possessing the ability to turn decay into wonder, making this plain face appear incredibly charming!
"Uh... excuse me, sir. We only have one room left, but this room is..." The server paused, then said with a wry smile. Although he didn't finish his sentence, seeing Tang San and Dai Mubai, who were at loggerheads and about to fight, the implied meaning was clear.
"So that's how it is..." The white-clad, black-haired youth nodded upon hearing this, then turned to Tang San and Dai Mubai and said, "Are you two fighting over this room?"
"Hmph! You want this room too?" Dai Mubai had been annoyed by this young man who ignored him the moment he walked in. He crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "Fine. You look like a Spirit Master too, win against me, and the room is yours."
"Win against you? Are you sure you want to fight me?" The white-clad, black-haired youth, who was our protagonist Yun Chuan, showed an intrigued expression on his face and said, "Alright, since someone wants a beating, then I'll grant your wish."
It's a good time to collect some interest first.
In his previous life, while reading novels, Yun Chuan had long been annoyed by this Evil Eye White Tiger who abandoned his fiancée and ran off to indulge in debauchery alone.
In his opinion, it's fine for a man to be unfaithful, because he himself was also a unfaithful person, so it was like the pot calling the kettle black. But even if you're unfaithful, you at least need to have the most basic sense of responsibility as a man, right? Abandoning your fiancée in a perilous place and running off to a remote area to indulge in debauchery alone? Is this something a man could do?
In Yun Chuan's opinion, this cowardly man was simply unworthy of Zhu Zhuqing!
Because Dai Mubai was out enjoying himself when Yun Chuan went to Shrek, he didn't know at this time that the young man in front of him was their academy's new teacher.
So, seeing his young face and disdainful tone, the hot-tempered Dai Mubai became furious and laughed coldly, "Good! I'd like to see what you're made of, daring to say such things! I hope your strength matches your words!"
After saying this.
"White Tiger, possess!"
A strong, pale white light suddenly erupted from his body. Dai Mubai simultaneously stretched his arms out to his sides, puffed out his chest, his bones crackled, and his muscles suddenly swelled, stretching his clothes. Every muscle beneath his clothes became extremely prominent, and even the air around him seemed to become turbulent.
His golden hair instantly turned black and white, with white dominating, but a few strands of black hair were distinctly visible. Four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the character for "king."
His hands changed the most, growing twice as large as before. White fur covered his entire palms, and as his fingers moved, short dagger-like claws continuously extended and retracted from his palms. Each claw was like a blade, eight inches long, gleaming with a chilling, eerie light!
Dai Mubai's upper body slowly leaned forward, his four double pupils turning a deep, profound blue, giving him the feeling of a killing machine. Beneath his feet, three shining spirit rings rose consecutively, silently ascending, two yellow and one purple. As the spirit rings rotated, a surging spirit power formed a wave-like pressure that rushed towards them.
"A thousand-year spirit ring." Xiao Wu, who was watching from the side, exclaimed, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes. It was a good thing they hadn't fought this guy. Otherwise, they might have been the ones getting beaten.
This young man, referred to as Young Master Dai, already possessed three spirit rings, and one of them was a thousand-year one. One had to know that, on the surface, he only looked three or four years older than them.
Three spirit rings meant his rank had already surpassed thirty, which meant he was a Spirit Elder, and a Battle Spirit Elder with a powerful Beast Spirit.
"Dai Mubai, Spirit: White Tiger, thirty-seventh-rank Battle Spirit Elder. Please enlighten me." With a majestic aura, Dai Mubai announced his Spirit and rank, signifying a formal challenge.
However, facing the imposing aura, Yun Chuan remained calm. After all, he was a Spirit Saint with spirit power as high as seventy-nine. He was also a freak with seven black spirit rings, a true monster! His spirit power was comparable to a Titled Douluo! How could a mere thirtieth-rank Spirit Elder in front of him move him?
Therefore, his eyes were as calm as water. He extended his hand, and an ordinary Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm. He said indifferently, "Tang Chuan, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass. As for my rank, I won't say it, for fear of scaring you senseless!"
Xiao Wu, watching the Blue Silver Grass in Yun Chuan's hand, immediately tugged at Tang San's hand and whispered, "Hey, Little San, his Spirit is Blue Silver Grass, just like yours! And he has the same surname, Tang. Could you two be brothers?"
"How is that possible?" Hearing Xiao Wu's bold guess, Tang San was somewhat speechless. "Blue Silver Grass is a universally recognized trash Spirit, and also the most common Spirit. It doesn't have exclusivity; many people possess the Blue Silver Grass Spirit. Of course, it's very rare for them to become Spirit Masters. This is also the first time I've seen a Spirit Master with the same type of Spirit."
After speaking, Tang San's gaze was fixed on the Blue Silver Grass in Yun Chuan's hand, and he felt a strange sensation in his heart. It was odd, but when this white-clad, black-haired youth first walked in, he inexplicably felt a surge of closeness. It was as if the person in front of him was truly his relative, just as Xiao Wu had said. This feeling was truly too strange.
However, now that he saw his Spirit was Blue Silver Grass, Tang San felt a bit relieved, thinking that it might be because their Spirits were the same that he felt a sense of closeness. After all, he had never encountered other Blue Silver Grass Spirit Masters before, so naturally, encountering the same Spirit now would make him feel a sense of closeness. This was not strange at all. As for the same surname... a coincidence?
And seeing that the white-clad, black-haired youth opposite him only revealed his Spirit and did not announce his spirit power rank, Dai Mubai immediately felt insulted. The anger in his heart flared up again!
Of course, in fact, Yun Chuan's act of not announcing his rank, according to the Spirit Masters' views in this World, was indeed an insult. It meant that he looked down on Dai Mubai so much that he didn't even bother to announce his rank, failing to give his opponent the most basic respect.
Dai Mubai was so angry he laughed instead, saying, "A mere Blue Silver Grass Spirit, a trash Spirit. It's already a huge stroke of luck to become a Spirit Master. At most, your rank is a Spirit Grandmaster. I think you're afraid of making a fool of yourself, which is why you're not announcing your rank!"
"Think whatever you want. Are you going to fight or not?"
Yun Chuan shrugged indifferently, speaking nonchalantly. He completely disregarded Dai Mubai's hostility. After all, if this guy hadn't had the help of Tang San's protagonist's luck in the original work, would he still dream of becoming a god? Don't be ridiculous. He would probably have been killed by his brother long ago. And he would have dragged down the little cat Zhu Zhuqing to be buried with him!
So, as for Dai Mubai, he had no intention of befriending him from the very beginning. The only reason he didn't kill him directly was because he thought he was too weak, and killing him wouldn't give him a sense of accomplishment. It would be a huge drop in prestige, which is why he didn't make a move.