Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body.

Chapter 50 Tang San: We're clearly on the same side, why are you taking the side of outsiders!

Tang San felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The gap between level 29 and level 50 is too big.

At this stage, he has not yet created any Tang Clan hidden weapons with great destructive power. Even if he uses all his trump cards, he probably still wouldn't be a match for Yang Jian.

He didn't understand.

Why did Yang Jian target himself?

It was their first meeting, and he and Yang Jian shouldn't have had any past conflicts.

Others shared the same question.

Xiao Wu's face turned pale.

Oscar looked completely bewildered.

Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, but a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

Ning Rongrong frowned, looking at Tang San's twisted hand, then at Yang Jian, feeling somewhat puzzled.

However, she had already developed feelings for Yang Jian, and began to make excuses for him in her heart, thinking that perhaps Yang Jian was just careless and used too much strength.

She immediately stepped in to smooth things over.

"Tang San, don't blame Yang Jian. He didn't do it on purpose."

She took out a few gold soul coins from her pocket and casually tossed them in front of Tang San.

"You should see a doctor."

Tang San looked at the few gold soul coins on the ground, his face turning bright red.

Is this charity?

"Ning Rongrong!" Tang San's voice was filled with suppressed anger. "We're clearly on the same side, why are you siding with outsiders!"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, looking impatient.

"Who's in cahoots with you? I've never claimed to be."

She took out a few more gold soul coins and threw them in front of Tang San.

"Okay, if you feel you don't have enough money, I'll give you some more."

Tang San was furious.

"You bitch!"

He blurted it out.

Ning Rongrong's face instantly darkened.

"What did you say?"

"I said, you're a slut!" Tang San gritted his teeth and growled.

Ning Rongrong was furious.

She grew up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and was pampered by everyone. When had she ever been called a slut to her face?

"You're the slut! Your whole family are sluts!"

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'who do you think you are?' You think you're some trash with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and you dare to insult me?"

Tang San was so angry that he trembled all over and struggled to stand up.

Xiao Wu quickly grabbed him: "Third Brother, don't be impulsive!"

Oscar rushed over to mediate: "Stop arguing, stop arguing, you're all classmates—"

Zhu Zhuqing stood aside the whole time, watching coldly.

Her gaze kept falling on Yang Jian, and she always felt that Yang Jian was doing it on purpose.

Although she had no evidence, her intuition told her that Yang Jian was not as simple as she appeared.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

At this moment, Yang Jian watched Tang San and Ning Rongrong arguing with great interest, a faint smile on his lips.

His self-scanned light swept over Zhu Zhuqing and he discovered that she was secretly observing him.

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhuqing is the only normal person among the Shrek Seven Devils. Perhaps it's worth trying to make contact with her. If we can bring her into the Spirit Hall's camp, that would be even better.

"Could you take me to my dorm?" Yang Jian asked Zhu Zhuqing calmly as he approached her.

Zhu Zhuqing was slightly taken aback.

She was just thinking about how to strike up a conversation with Yang Jian when, unexpectedly, he came to her door.

This could be an opportunity to build closer relationships and learn ways to become stronger.

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.

Yang Jian followed, glanced back at Tang San and Ning Rongrong who were still arguing, and at Xiao Wu and Oscar who were still trying to break up the fight, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

It had gotten completely dark.

Shrek Academy's dormitory area is located on a small hillside, with rows of low bungalows that look particularly simple under the moonlight.

Yang Jian and Zhu Zhuqing walked side by side on the muddy road, neither of them speaking.

Zhu Zhuqing tried to start a conversation several times, but didn't know how to begin.

She is usually quiet and never initiates conversations with others.

Yang Jian was making a plan in his mind.

Based on my observation, Tang San should be able to break through to level 30 in the next few days.

At that time, Tang San will go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for his third spirit ring and obtain the external spirit bone Eight Spider Lances. Xiao Wu will also be taken away by the Titan Giant Ape.

Let them have a few days of comfort first.

Once we get to the Star Dou Great Forest, we'll intercept the Eight Spider Spears, control Xiao Wu, kill Er Ming, and obtain our fifth soul ring.

As Yang Jian thought of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing beside him.

Under the moonlight, Zhu Zhuqing's face appeared exceptionally cold and aloof.

Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her dark eyes were deep and serene.

Her features were exquisite, possessing a cool and aloof beauty.

Her temperament is outstanding.

As for looks, Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena each have their own merits, and it's impossible to say who is better.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and took the initiative to start a conversation.

"You're from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, right?"

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yang Jian, her eyes filled with disbelief.

How did you know?

She was utterly shocked.

She never revealed her identity to anyone.

How could this boy, whom I'm meeting for the first time, know this?

Yang Jian did not answer the question, but continued speaking to himself.

"Zhu Zhuqing, the fiancée of Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire."

"Because Dai Mubai was afraid of dying, he abandoned you and fled here alone."

"You're really pathetic."

Zhu Zhuqing stopped completely in her tracks.

She bit her lip, her nails dug into her palms, and her eyes were slightly red.

The things she desperately wanted to forget were casually mentioned by Yang Jian, like a knife precisely stabbing into her most vulnerable spot.

She is indeed pitiful.

Her fiancé, fearing for his life, abandoned her and ran away.

She chased him here, but he spent his days philandering and wanted to get back together with her, acting as if nothing had happened.

"You desperately want to become stronger, you desperately want to escape your pathetic fate, you desperately want to be yourself again, right?"

"Can you help me achieve this?"

Zhu Zhuqing raised her head and looked at him, the confusion and sadness in her eyes gradually replaced by hope.

She nodded repeatedly.

Become stronger.

She wants to become stronger.

Be strong enough to control your own destiny, so that you are no longer bullied or hunted down.

Yang Jian looked at her, his gaze calm and direct.

"Become one of my people, and I might consider helping you become stronger."

"But that's on the condition that you perform well."

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.

To become Yang Jian's person?

Her mind automatically translated the sentence into another meaning.

Then I thought of that sentence, "You performed well."

Her face flushed instantly.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart suddenly raced, and she was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Hesitant and awkward, at a loss for what to do.

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