Douluo Continent: Angels Descend, Glory Reborn

"What a cultivation fanatic..." she couldn't help but mutter to herself in a very low voice, rubbing her eyes. At that moment, her stomach made a clear "rumbling" sound, and the intense hunger reminded her that she had probably slept for a long time.

She tiptoed out of bed, lifting the covers to get out and find something to eat. Turning around, her gaze fell on the food on the desk.

Wang Dong wasn't stupid; she naturally guessed that Su Chen had brought it for her. There were only the two of them in the dorm; besides this annoying guy, who else could it be?

She paused, staring at the still slightly warm food, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her. A little surprised, a little awkward, and a faint, almost imperceptible warmth that she herself didn't want to delve into.

Who would have thought that this nasty, sharp-tongued, bullying person... could be so... considerate?

Just then, Su Chen finished his cultivation, slowly opened his eyes, and calmly looked at Wang Dong, who was in a daze.

"Awake?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of coolness from his cultivation.

"..." Wang Dong was startled by his sudden voice, her body stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously avoided his gaze, lowered her head, stared at her toes, and whispered, "Hmm."

She paused for a moment, then, as if summoning great courage, quickly added two words, her voice still soft but clear enough: "...Thank you."

The "thank you" was naturally referring to the meal.

Su Chen looked at her awkward expression, wanting to look at him but too embarrassed, and feeling "humiliated" even when she thanked him, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

"Alright," Su Chen got off the bed, walked to the center of the room, and looked at Wang Dong with a leisurely air. "Now that you're awake, there are some important things we need to discuss first."

Wang Dong felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Sure enough, Su Chen raised a finger, his tone calm but leaving no room for doubt: "First, from now on, you will be responsible for the dormitory's public hygiene."

"What?!" Wang Dong immediately objected, his pink-blue eyes widening as he angrily demanded, "Why am I the only one doing it? Shouldn't we take turns?!"

Looking at her puffed-up face, Su Chen slowly uttered two words: "I won."

Wang Dong: "...?"

"According to the bet, you lost, so you have to listen to me," Su Chen continued, his tone matter-of-fact. "Therefore, the cleaning is yours. That's perfectly reasonable."

Wang Dong: "..." She was speechless for a moment, like a little swan whose neck had been grabbed.

Yesterday's fight... she truly lost, utterly and completely. So, did she... shoot herself in the foot? The challenge she issued, the bet she accepted, has now become a weapon the other side uses against her?

"Then...then what's the difference between this and forcing someone?!" Wang Dong's eyes were resentful, his face full of dissatisfaction and displeasure, and his little face was all scrunched up.

"There's no difference," Su Chen answered crisply, even nodding. "It's just telling you in advance what you'll need to do in this dormitory."

Wang Dong: "!!!"

So frustrating! And yet, she couldn't beat them! This feeling of being so angry yet helpless was driving her crazy!

Yesterday, she acted entirely on impulse, thinking Su Chen was just an ordinary freshman who was somewhat handsome and had a certain air about him, but whose abilities were probably inferior to hers, and that she could easily manipulate him to establish her position as the "dorm leader." In the end… she only brought it on herself!

Seeing Wang Dong's frustrated expression, which was both furious and resigned to his fate, Su Chen's smile deepened, and he raised a second finger.

"Secondly, bringing people back to the dormitory is allowed, but there is a restriction."

Wang Dong was still reeling from the first blow when he heard this, and subconsciously looked up, asking, "What restrictions?"

Su Chen looked at her and said clearly, word by word, "It can't be a man."

"Huh?" Wang Dong was taken aback, his pinkish-blue eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. "Why...is this?"

This requirement is so strange! Do we have to separate male and female friends when bringing them back to the dorm?

Meeting her questioning gaze, Su Chen answered directly and frankly, even with a hint of self-righteousness: "Because I like women and have absolutely no interest in men. So, I don't want to see other men in the dorm."

Wang Dong: "..."

Because I like women...

What kind of ridiculous reason is that?! Does it have to be so capricious?! So direct?! So...unconventional?!

These rules were completely set up according to Su Chen's own preferences and temperament! Is there no justice? Is there no law? Is this dormitory for two people or just for him?!

Watching Wang Dong's pretty face change expressions in an instant, from confusion to shock, then to speechlessness and indignation, finally settling on a complex expression that said, "I really admire you, you old sixth brother," Su Chen finally couldn't help but let out a clear, slightly mocking smile.

"You're not satisfied?" he asked calmly, then offered a simple and direct solution: "Sure. As long as you can beat me, you can call the rules of this dorm from now on, and I'll listen to you."

"Hmph!" Wang Dong huffed angrily, her small fists clenched like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on. "Don't be so smug! I... I'll definitely beat you someday!"

One failure means nothing! Wang Dong is a genius! She is the little princess of the Haotian Sect! She believes even more in her talent, which is unmatched by anyone!

Temporary humiliation is for future rise! She vowed to cultivate diligently in the future, and one day she would trample Su Chen under her feet... no, make him submit to her, and teach him a lesson!

"Then good luck." Su Chen shrugged nonchalantly, his tone as relaxed as if he were saying, "The weather's nice today," and even added, "Although in my opinion, you'll never beat me."

"You—!" Wang Dong was speechless, her chest heaving violently, making the curves beneath her school uniform even more pronounced. She took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the urge to punch someone, when she suddenly remembered a crucial question.

"Su Chen," she stared at Su Chen, her pink-blue eyes filled with inquiry and defiance, "Just how strong are you? Yesterday... why couldn't I even withstand a single move from you? What level is your soul power?"

Su Chen glanced at her and uttered three words: "Great Soul Master".

"What?!" Wang Dong was genuinely shocked this time, his eyes widening in disbelief. "We're both Great Soul Masters?! You...you're not lying to me?"

She was a level 23 Great Soul Master, with a second soul ring that lasted a thousand years! Among those of the same level, she was confident she was absolutely among the top tier! But Su Chen was also a Great Soul Master? What level was he exactly? Twenty-five? Twenty-six? Even if he was a few levels higher, it shouldn't have caused her such a crushing defeat, right?