In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 355 My Fiancé is currently...

A Blue Silver Grass Soul Master. He might be...

After calming down, Dai Mubai suddenly thought of the senior in Shilaike Academy who was two years older than him, and paused, recalling some things the senior had mentioned to him.

Immediately, just as Dai Mubai was walking towards Tang San, intending to say something, Xiao Wu and Huo Yuhao also came to greet him.

Although the three of them harbored their own ulterior motives, they were not so quick to ignore Dai Mubai's approach to the severely injured Tang San.

Seeing the two people who quickly stood in front of him, Dai Mubai glanced at Xiao Wu, then looked at Huo Yuhao with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Why did he feel that this slender young man looked somewhat familiar...?

"I think we'll meet again soon. If anyone causes trouble for you at Shilake Academy, just say my name is Dai Mubai, the One-Eyed White Tiger."

In the end, Dai Mubai gave the trio a deep look, but didn't say anything more. His eerie single eye returned to normal, and he glanced at the twin beauties not far away. He smelled the stench emanating from himself, but he still wasn't in the mood, so he simply decided to walk out of the hotel alone.

The two sisters stood up upon seeing this. Although they initially intended to move closer to Dai Mubai, they ultimately stopped.

Dai Mubai's face darkened slightly.

Just then, Manager Wang peeked out from behind the counter, quickly flashed a smile at Dai Mubai, and then asked:

"Young Master Dai, I just checked, and there are indeed quite a few rooms still available at the hotel. Would you like to...?"

"never mind!"

Dai Mubai was still fuming, so he waved his hand aggressively and was about to stride out of the hotel when suddenly he froze, as if he had noticed something incredible.

"If you still have plenty of rooms, please book some for us as well."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from a corner that had been unnoticed by anyone.

Wang Zhao slowly walked out, and the distorted light around him immediately returned to normal.

"you……"

Manager Wang opened his mouth, staring blankly at Wang Zhao's black robe, bamboo hat, and the veil covering his face, making it impossible to see even the eerie gray mist shrouding his features.

"You...you? Uh, distinguished guest, how many rooms would you like?"

As the manager of the Rose Hotel, Manager Wang was quite knowledgeable and could clearly see that Wang Zhao's extraordinary demeanor, though unassuming, was undisguised. So he didn't ask any further questions and went straight to the point.

"two……"

"One room!"

"?"

Just as Wang Zhao was about to suggest getting two rooms, he was suddenly interrupted by a cold voice behind him. His gaze turned slightly strange, and he turned his head slightly. Zhu Zhuqing had silently walked up to him at some point, and then suddenly reached out and took his arm, hugging him tightly.

Realizing that his arm had suddenly fallen into a deep evil, Wang Zhao glanced at the unusually ambiguous distance between the two, and then looked at Zhu Zhuqing's strange and complicated expression, and understood what was going on.

"Okay, then let's have one room."

Wang Zhao then addressed Manager Wang.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced up at Wang Zhao slightly, then lowered her head again.

"Okay, I'll register you right away..."

Manager Wang nodded and was about to lower his head to pick up his pen when a loud voice rang out, forcing him to stop.

"etc!"

Just as Dai Mubai was about to step out of the hotel, he suddenly rushed in front of Wang Zhao and Zhu Zhuqing. He glanced at Wang Zhao first, then looked anxiously at Zhu Zhuqing, his single eye flashing with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Who...who are you?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing gave Dai Mubai a cold look but remained silent.

"Are you...?"

Seeing this, Dai Mubai was about to continue asking questions, but at this moment Wang Zhao suddenly moved.

He didn't do anything, he just took a few steps forward, and Zhu Zhuqing, who was holding his arm tightly, naturally followed him.

"Is the room ready? Can I have the key now?"

Wang Zhao asked that Manager Wang.

Manager Wang was taken aback, as if he could suddenly see through Wang Zhao's veil and meet the calm and deep eyes under his hat. He held a pen in his hand but hadn't written anything yet. Instead, he couldn't help but use his other hand to pick up a bright gold key directly from the counter.

Holy crap, who is this young man? He's terrifyingly powerful...

Manager Wang felt an overwhelming sense of pressure he had never experienced before, and couldn't help but extend the hand holding the keys to Wang Zhao, thinking with surprise and even a bit of horror.

Wang Zhao, from beginning to end, was simply looking at Manager Wang.

After taking the keys, Wang Zhao glanced at them and casually tossed a few bags of gold soul coins to Manager Wang before taking Zhu Zhuqing upstairs.

"Hello!"

At this moment, Dai Mubai's voice, which was barely suppressing his anger, came from behind them again.

"Didn't you hear me speaking...?"

"Bang!"

Just as Dai Mubai was glaring fiercely at Wang Zhao and Zhu Zhuqing's backs, his White Tiger Martial Soul flickering and about to possess him again, a sudden, inexplicable force erupted, sending Dai Mubai flying out of the hotel and crashing heavily onto the street in front of the Rose Hotel, causing a gasp from passersby.

The mastermind behind all this, Wang Zhao, remained silent and continued walking towards the stairs. Zhu Zhuqing glanced sideways at the hotel entrance but kept following him. During this time, the two passed by Xiao Wu's trio.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened slightly. She couldn't help but look at Wang Zhao, but she didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head, which had two rabbit ears sticking out, as her instincts as a transformed soul beast kept reminding her...

Danger!Danger!Danger!

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened as well. He glanced at Wang Zhao, then at Zhu Zhuqing, and then, thinking of Dai Mubai's fate, he quickly looked away. He dared not linger on Zhu Zhuqing's still somewhat immature face, but his eyes flickered with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Is this...my great-grandmother?!

Meanwhile, Tang San, who had just suffered a severe beating, slowly stood up against the pillar, his eyes widening as he glanced back and forth between Wang Zhao and Zhu Zhuqing. Finally, he lowered his head, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

Is that Zhu Zhuqing?

Who is the man whose arm she is holding?

These two only booked... one room?!

Tang San couldn't help but frown.

variable!

There must be another variable!

(End of this chapter)