Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao, my abilities are refreshed every month.

He quickly broke free from Ma Hongjun and retreated outside the door. Even after he stepped outside, he could still hear Ma Hongjun's tearful cries: "Brother Ao, how can I live without you, Brother Ao?"

Oscar finally arrived at Tang San's room to check on his injuries.

In his opinion, Tang San would definitely not have any problems. After all, he hadn't lost his little brother and had a beautiful adopted sister. It was completely impossible for him to become like Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

However, he was wrong. This mistake almost caused him to skip the entire summer and arrive in autumn when chrysanthemums were in full bloom.

After checking Tang San's injuries, he felt a little dizzy.

Before long, he became delirious, exclaiming, "Tang San, you actually drugged me!"

Oscar felt his heart sink.

Tang San's eyes were resolute, tinged with a hint of gloom, and his tone was full of determination, "Little Ao, I heard Dai Mubai and Oscar's treacherous schemes against you, and I can't tolerate it any longer. I won't let anyone take you away from me unless they step over my dead body!"

Upon hearing Tang San's touching words, Oscar couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

"Mistress, no, mistress!" Oscar shouted with his last bit of strength, but it was no use; he eventually fell into a coma.

Fortunately, Tang San was seriously injured, which allowed Oscar to protect his innocence.

Human nature is indeed unpredictable. Huo Yuhao had no idea that the harem he had prepared for Tang San would end up benefiting Oscar.

Even Tang San himself couldn't escape Oscar's warm-hearted advances, and even showed a tendency to transform into a yandere.

Just as Oscar sat on the roof watching the sunset, radiating a faint sadness, a new visitor arrived on the country road leading to Shrek Academy.

This is a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, regular features, and a slightly decadent and melancholic demeanor.

He arrived at the gate of Shrek Academy, paused and looked around carefully for a moment. There was not a single person in or around the campus, making it seem rather desolate.

The middle-aged man frowned and continued walking inside. When he saw the white-haired young man sitting on the roof, he stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Young man, you are a student of this academy, right? Could you please inform your dean, Flander, that his old friend Yu Xiaogang has come as promised?"

Oscar jumped off the roof, looked at the self-important middle-aged man in front of him, and asked, "Are you a friend of the dean?"

Yu Xiaogang said, "Just inform your dean, and he will come to see me."

Oscar shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, our dean probably can't come to see you. He's injured. I'll take you to see him."

"Flander is injured?" Yu Xiaogang frowned. "Who injured him? How badly is he injured?"

Oscar said, "Let the dean tell you; I can't say more."

He didn't know the person in front of him and couldn't tell him too much, so he left everything to the dean.

Halfway there, Yu Xiaogang asked, "Where is Tang San now? How come you're the only student we see in this huge campus?"

"Tang San?" The mention of Tang San brought back unpleasant memories for Oscar. He frowned and asked, "What's your relationship with Tang San?"

"I am Tang San's teacher." Yu Xiaogang's calm tone carried a hint of pride.

Oscar's face instantly turned cold, and he said indifferently, "Most of the students in the academy are injured, and Tang San was not spared either. He is currently recuperating."

"What? You said Xiao San is injured too?" Yu Xiaogang's stiff face changed drastically, and his lifeless eyes revealed anxiety. He asked urgently, "How badly is he injured? Who dared to hurt him? What is Flander good for? I entrusted my disciple to him, but I didn't expect him to be unable to take care of him even in just a few days!"

Oscar's expression grew even colder upon hearing this. He had always respected the Dean, his mentor, and would not tolerate anyone slandering him.

He said coldly, "Our dean was seriously injured protecting them. You, as their friend, not only don't show any concern for the dean, but you also make unwarranted accusations. I seriously doubt whether you are truly the dean's friend."

Yu Xiaogang frowned, his expression cold, and glanced at Oscar indifferently, saying, "My 30-year friendship with your dean is not something a junior like you can judge."

"Don't say any more, just take me to the mistress's place."

Oscar was surprised that this person changed his purpose halfway through the journey, and instead of visiting the dean, he went to visit his disciple. This was truly a case of favoritism.

The dean doesn't even bother to choose his friends properly; how did he end up befriending such a scoundrel?

He has to go and tell the dean.

Oscar glanced coldly at Yu Xiaogang and pointed in a direction indifferently, "Tang San is in that room over there, go there yourself."

After saying that, Oscar turned and walked towards the dean's office without looking back.

Yu Xiaogang watched Oscar's retreating figure, shook his head with his hands behind his back, and hurriedly walked towards Tang San's ward.

Oscar went to Flander's room and angrily recounted what had just happened.

Flanders coughed and asked in surprise, "Little Gang is here?"

Oscar asked, "Dean, is he really your friend? How could you have a friend like that?"

Flander scolded, "Don't say that about him. He's just worried about his disciple's safety and is anxious. He's poured all his heart and soul into this disciple."

Oscar said, "So he changed course halfway to go see his disciple, without even asking how you, his friend, were doing? You were injured while protecting his disciple."

Flanders paused for a moment, coughed twice, and said lightly, "Perhaps it's been twenty years since we last met, and our feelings have faded a bit."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 126 Ning Rongrong: A Novice Who Loves to Play

The evening breeze was warm, and it stirred the warm sunset to shine into Tang San's hospital room, illuminating his heart.

Tang San sat on the hospital bed, his face full of regret.

He shouldn't have been so impulsive yesterday; he accidentally offended the beauty.

Tang San was filled with regret. "Will Xiao Ao ignore him now?"

It's all Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's fault. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been so impatient and ended up hurting Xiao Ao.

They have already found a way to die.

At this moment, the door slowly opened, and Tang San looked over to see a figure standing in the warm sunset, radiating a warm glow.

Is that Xiao Ao? Has he forgiven me?

Tang San was pleasantly surprised, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was his teacher.

Tang San felt a moment of disappointment, but then he was overjoyed—a different kind of joy.

His father, Tang Hao, had been indifferent to him since childhood and disappeared six years ago. After that, he lived with Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang was like a teacher and a father to him; it could be said that his current understanding of the world was entirely inherited from Yu Xiaogang.

If Oscar's devoted care during his injury was like the rising sun, then Yu Xiaogang was like a gentle breeze and drizzle.

"Teacher, what brings you here?" Tang San asked, his eyes filled with surprise and joy, as he struggled to his feet.

Yu Xiaogang quickly helped Tang San up, his eyes showing concern, and asked, "Who injured you so badly? Your injuries will take at least several months to heal! This is not just a matter of healing; you will also miss several months of cultivation time, and some hidden injuries that are not easy to heal will accumulate."

Tang San forced a smile and said, "Teacher, I'm fine. I won't need that long to recover."

He possesses the Mysterious Heaven Skill, an authentic Taoist mental cultivation method, which also has the effect of healing injuries.

Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly darkened: "Didn't I tell you to run away if you encounter someone you can't beat? Tell me, who injured you? Your teacher will make them pay the price."

Tang San suddenly fell silent, and after a while said, "Teacher, they also injured Dean Flander. There's nothing you can do about it. I will take revenge myself in the future."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head and puffed out his chest, saying, "It's good to have ambition, but we also need to avenge our grievances. Tell me, and your teacher will naturally have a way."

Tang San is the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao. Although he cannot reveal his father's identity to Xiao San, it is not a problem for him to ask Tang Hao to avenge Xiao San.

Seeing his teacher's confident demeanor, Tang San finally couldn't hold back any longer and said with resentment in his eyes, "They are two peers who are about the same age as me, one named Huo Yuhao and the other named Zhu Zhuqing. I don't know how they managed to unleash the power to severely injure a Soul Saint, and they beat me and Xiao Wu into serious injuries."

Yu Xiaogang frowned, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said calmly, "They probably used some kind of offensive soul tool dug out of the ruins. At their age, it's impossible for them to have that kind of strength."

"And the only power on the mainland with such a strong foundation can I think of is the Spirit Hall."

At this point, the master's tone was full of certainty as he continued, "In other words, those two must be from the Spirit Hall, and highly regarded members of the younger generation, likely out for training. Moreover, they must be accompanied by protectors, who, given their status, are at least Soul Saints."

Tang San asked doubtfully, "But, teacher, according to Dean Flander, that person named Zhu Zhuqing is from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire."

"Ahem!" Yu Xiaogang coughed lightly, his expression unchanged, and said, "They may have run into each other for some reason. That Huo Yuhao must be from the Spirit Hall."

He changed the subject at the right moment, saying confidently, "Don't worry, Xiao San, even if it's someone from the Spirit Hall, they'll pay the price if they dare to hurt you."

A hint of gloom flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

Because of what happened back then, and his identity as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he had absolutely no goodwill towards the Spirit Hall, so he naturally felt no psychological burden in hunting down their geniuses.

After he told Tang Hao about this, given the enmity between Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall, Tang Hao would definitely not let those two go. Now he just needed to wait quietly for Tang Hao to contact him.

The next morning, the streets of Tiandou City gradually became lively.

Inside the hotel, Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and, recalling her embarrassing state last night, her fair and delicate face flushed red.

Peeking through the gap in the blankets at Huo Yuhao and Zhu Zhuqing, he saw that they were still cultivating. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.

He treated me like that last night, yet this morning he acted like nothing happened!

Still cultivating there!

Ning Rongrong glared angrily at Huo Yuhao, then reached her fair hand inside her underwear to check.

wet.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed crimson, and she quickly ran to the bathroom to change her clothes while the other two were still cultivating.

An hour later, the three of them, along with the mother and daughter, walked down the bustling street toward the Crown Prince's residence.

Huo Yuhao glanced at Ning Rongrong, who had been inexplicably sulking since morning, and reminded her, "Miss Ning Rongrong, remember what we discussed last night. Don't show any weakness when you get to His Highness the Crown Prince. Whether things go well today depends entirely on you."

Ning Rongrong turned her head away angrily, as if she hadn't heard Huo Yuhao's reminder.

Huo Yuhao provoked her, "What's wrong with you? Don't you think you're incapable? Surely, the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wouldn't flinch when questioning her own father's disciple?"

Ning Rongrong snorted, "No way! You haven't forgotten what you did to me yesterday, have you? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will not help you today."