Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

At this moment, Shen An not only refused to kneel down and beg for mercy, but also attacked him!

Chapter 79 Don't you want to avoid taking thirty years of detours?

Shen An's gaze was icy. The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass had appeared in his hand without him noticing, emitting a chilling sharpness. At this moment, his killing intent surged.

The two women and Tom were his bottom line; Ma Shan was already courting death.

Spitting blood, Ma Shan stared at Shen An in terror. He forced himself to stand, his white and two yellow spirit rings rising, and trembled as he looked at Shen An, letting out a sharp scream.

"Guards! Guards! You can't kill me! If you kill me, there will be no room for negotiation. You are challenging the authority of the Spirit Hall!"

Seeing Ma Shan's fear and apprehension, Shen An suddenly laughed. It turned out that he wasn't as brave as he seemed, not as willing to risk everything for his nephew as he appeared.

Shen An said mockingly, "Don't you want to avenge your nephew? Just let me kill you, then your Spirit Hall can kill me with a legitimate reason."

Shen An approached Ma Shan step by step, only to see Ma Shan trembling and backing away.

"Tap Tap"

Upon hearing Ma Shan's shouts, the soldiers who had been guarding the four sides immediately came and surrounded the alleyway.

Shen An met his gaze with cold eyes. He did not want to hurt innocent people. The people of the Spirit Hall were not necessarily bad people. They were just following orders.

But if he really attacked him, swords and blades have no eyes, and Shen An wouldn't hold back. He could just kill to his heart's content and then figure out a solution later.

Ma Shan, however, saw him as a savior: "Quickly capture him! He refused the bishop's offer of service and even tried to kill me."

At this moment, the soldiers' spears were neatly pointed at Shen An, and a tense standoff had already formed.

Tom quietly pulled out a revolver from behind his back. He realized that these people were going to bully him, so he decided to fight back. He wasn't some naive little cat.

"Let's see who dares. Shen An is a friend of our Soto Grand Soul Arena. Besides, even your Spirit Hall cannot attack a Soul Master without cause."

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a tall figure appeared before everyone; it was none other than Pang Tao.

As the person in charge of the Soto Arena, he was fully aware of every little thing happening around the arena.

When Shen An was approached by soldiers from the Spirit Hall, people from the Soul Arena informed Pang Tao, who instinctively sensed something was wrong.

In his view, Shen An and Ning Rongrong had a very close relationship and belonged to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. As everyone knows, the three upper sects have always been at odds with the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, it was definitely not a good thing that Shen An was approached by the Spirit Hall. After much hesitation, Pang Tao decided to come out and see what was going on in person, so that he could lend a helping hand if anything unexpected happened.

It's not just because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the power behind the Great Soul Arena, but also because of Shen An himself.

In his opinion, with Shen An's talent, if he didn't die halfway through his life, he would definitely become a powerful figure who would be famous throughout the continent. Therefore, he was very willing to do Shen An a favor.

Sure enough, as soon as Pang Tao arrived, he witnessed this tense scene.

Ma Shan's pupils contracted sharply. He clearly knew Pang Tao, but he never expected that this usually smooth-talking person in charge of the Great Soul Arena would actually stand up for Shen An.

Despite the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, Ma Shan said, "Pang Tao, how dare you interfere with the Spirit Hall's work!"

Pang Tao looked at the three spirit rings flashing beside Ma Shan with utter contempt.

He would be wary of someone above the Purple-Robed Bishop of the Spirit Hall, but how could he possibly take a mere White-Robed Deacon seriously?

Pang Tong said contemptuously, "You mere white-robed deacons dare to disregard the law and openly commit violence in the street. For the sake of the Spirit Hall, get out of here now!"

The Spirit Hall is very powerful, subtly surpassing the two great empires and the three upper sects, but that doesn't mean Pang Tao would be afraid of a white-robed deacon.

Moreover, the Grand Soul Arena is backed by complex factions. Pang Tao happens to be from the faction that is at odds with the Spirit Hall, so it seems like today is a favor he can do for them.

Shen An stood quietly. He had acted decisively just now because Ma Shan's words threatened the two women and the cat, which made him act immediately without hesitation.

That kick just now released a lot of the anger in my heart.

It wasn't until Pang Tao arrived that he realized Ma Shan was just a white-robed steward and didn't represent the Spirit Hall at all.

Even if the Spirit Hall is dissatisfied, it is impossible for them to kill him openly. At most, they can sabotage him in secret, and the two sides will not become completely hostile.

Moreover, Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, was also in the teahouse. How dare a mere steward like him try to extort money from her? He was truly absurd.

Ma Shan's already pale face, already ravaged by blood loss, looked even worse, and he tried to say something more.

Pang Tao's face showed impatience. With a flash of black light, he appeared in front of Ma Shan and struck with a powerful palm.

"boom!"

Ma Shan's facial skin instantly collapsed inward, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

How dare a mere Soul Venerable spout nonsense? Doesn't he know I am the Soul Emperor?

Pang Tao looked down at the Spirit Hall soldiers and said, "Get out of here now." As he spoke, six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—rose from beneath his feet.

The soldiers of the Spirit Hall looked at Pang Tao with awe. A six-ring Soul Emperor was an important figure who could be considered a backbone force in any power, and they were already considering retreating.

"Phew, thank you, Brother Pang Tao," Shen An said, looking at the soldier who had taken Ma Shan away.

Unlike his arrogance towards the Spirit Hall and others, Pang Tao was very gentle towards Shen An:

"Brother Shen is joking. Even without Pang's arrival, these people are no match for you."

Tom, unconvinced, raised his head and tugged at Pang Tao's trouser leg.

Pang Tao was quite surprised. He hadn't noticed when the cat had come to his side. Looking at Tom's behavior, Pang Tao was also puzzled and looked at Shen An.

Shen An smiled and said, "Tom said it's very powerful too."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, of course Miss Ning's favorite cat is amazing." Pang Tao laughed loudly, as if what had just happened had never happened.

"Brother Shen, could you tell me why the Spirit Hall is causing you trouble? That way I can offer some advice."

Shen An had an idea and explained the whole story. Pang Tao was experienced and might be able to come up with a solution to this problem.

"I thought it was something else. Brother Shen, you don't want to rely on Miss Ning, who has such a powerful backer, and you actually want to carry the burden all by yourself."

"This lowly steward dares to mess with the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Putting aside everything else, just the fact that he threatened the young lady is enough to make him die without a burial place."

"You can leave this matter to me. I'll tell the Spirit Hall about the young lady's identity later."

Shen An smiled. This was exactly what he had thought. In this way, the apparent crisis would be resolved. However, it would be better to tell Ning Rongrong when he got back.

Pang Tao spoke up, "Brother Shen, why hasn't Miss been with you lately?"

Shen An said awkwardly, "She seems a bit unhappy lately, but when I asked her why, she wouldn't say."

"Hey, Brother Shen, can't you be a little more flexible? Don't you want to avoid taking thirty years of detours?" Pang Tao said, exasperated.

Shen An?

Tom (≧?≦)!

Chapter 80 Tom's Delayed Pain

Along the way, Shen An thought about what Pang Tao had said and muttered to himself, "Tom, what do you think Brother Pang meant? What does 'avoid taking thirty years of detours' mean?"

"I don't agree with that. With my talent and natural ability, I'll at most take five years of detours."

"Besides, I think Ning Rongrong is more suitable to be a good brother, both in terms of figure and personality. After all, she is flat-chested and loyal."

Tom rolled his eyes at Shen An, unable to understand why the words "peaceful" and "righteous" were linked together.

Foolish master, this isn't something you can just do because you want to be brothers. From now on, let me help you woo girls.

Tom raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What a great little rich girl! She's rich and protective of her own," Tom thought. "I'm ready to just give up."

It was quite late when they returned from the Soul Arena. At this time, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing should have gone to bed early.

After all, there are no cell phones in Douluo Continent that allow two people to watch short videos until midnight before reluctantly falling asleep.

Shen An put her index finger to her lips and shushed him, signaling Tom to be quiet when he came in so as not to disturb the two women.

Tom immediately understood, nodded his head, and then carefully walked into the teahouse with Shen An.

"Click"

A soft sound of the door being pushed open was heard.

Shen An opened the door and went in, with Tom following closely behind. As soon as they entered, the two were surprised to see that Ning Rongrong was still awake and sitting in front of the counter, as if she was waiting for them to come back.

The moment Shen An entered the room, Ning Rongrong looked up at him with a hesitant expression, her delicate face showing a slightly pale complexion.

When Ning Rongrong saw Zhu Zhuqing clinging tightly to Shen An on the flying sword, she felt as if her heart had been gripped by a giant hand, causing her immense pain, as if her most cherished possession had been taken away.

This feeling was absolutely unique for the little witch.

As Ning Fengzhi's youngest child and only daughter, and deeply loved by the two Douluo, Jian Gu, Ning Rongrong had a smooth life, and never failed to get what she wanted.

Therefore, feelings of regret and remorse never appeared in Ning Rongrong's life.

But when Ning Rongrong saw Zhu Zhuqing and Shen An wielding the sword together, she clearly felt immense regret, regretting that she hadn't agreed to Shen An's request that day.

So Ning Rongrong has been in a very bad mood these past few days. She hopes Shen An will take the initiative to talk to her, but when Shen An asks her, she will stiffly say that it's nothing and that he doesn't need to worry about her.

Ning Rongrong would also ask herself in her heart why she was like this.

Even though she hadn't known Shen An for very long, why did she feel so terrible when she saw him alone with Zhu Zhuqing, laughing and talking?

Was it because Shen An had bullied him? Or because Shen An stood up for him and taught Dai Mubai and his gang a lesson? Or perhaps it was because he felt incredibly relaxed and comfortable being next to Shen An?

Ning Rongrong wasn't sure what she was thinking, but she realized that the more conflicted she became, the further Shen An would drift away from her...

Therefore, Ning Rongrong waited until now specifically to have an in-depth conversation with Shen An and ask him what his thoughts were about Zhu Zhuqing and about her.

Ning Rongrong believes that sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

"Hmm, why aren't you asleep yet? It's so late," Shen An said softly.

The flickering light of the oil lamp illuminated Ning Rongrong's beautiful and delicate face, giving her an even more classical charm.

Shen An said, almost as if possessed, "You really are beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's originally pale face regained a touch of color, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart, sweeping away all her previous unhappiness.

Her lips instinctively curled up, but then instantly fell back down. No, Ning Rongrong, how could you be so spineless?

He was just praising you; besides, what he said was the truth.

Ning Rongrong looked at Shen An with a stern face and said angrily, "Why didn't you call me when you went to the Great Soul Arena?"

Shen An touched his nose and said, "It's because you've been in a bad mood these past few days, so I thought I'd give you some peace and quiet."

Ning Rongrong wanted to say, "Then just ignore Zhu Zhuqing and try to appease me more."

But what came out of his mouth was: "Hmph, you should ask me too, just in case I want to go."

Tom then crept up to the counter. Shen An usually kept a lot of snacks under the counter so that he could eat them when he was bored.

Shen An and Ning Rongrong were talking in hushed tones. Shen An was a little annoyed. What was this little miss trying to say? It sounded like she was talking nonsense.

Huh? The two were surprised to find that the room had suddenly gone dark, and then a larger flame burst into flames.

The two looked in the direction of the firelight and saw that it was Tom's tail that was burning. Tom covered his mouth with his hand, and his entire cat head was swelling and turning red.

What the hell!

Ning Rongrong quickly picked up the teapot in front of her and poured it onto Tom's tail.

The flames died down, and darkness returned to the room. Fortunately, both Shen An and Ning Rongrong were Great Soul Masters, so night vision was not a problem for them.

At this moment, Shen An keenly noticed the rustling sound and looked in the direction of it. He saw that it was Tom covering his mouth.

Talking Tom's head swelled up and turned red as he quickly moved into Zhu Zhuqing's room. Looking at the sleeping Zhu Zhuqing, he took out a pair of headphones and put them on her.

Then it quickly ran out of the teahouse, removed its white gloves, opened its mouth wide, and the cat jumped three feet in place, not landing for a long time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A shrill and prolonged scream rang out over Soto City, the powerful sound waves shaking several birds to their feet and waking many sleeping people.

In the distance, at Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang, who had been fast asleep, suddenly woke up with a start, his face filled with fear. Where did that cat meow come from?!

The sound alone sends chills down your spine; one can only imagine the immense suffering endured by the owner of that cry.

Shen An silently activated his spirit ring, and its light illuminated the dim environment.

Ning Rongrong was also stunned by Shen An's actions. She was amazed that spirit rings could be used like this. So she silently activated her two bright yellow spirit rings as well.

The light emanating from the four spirit rings illuminated much of the teahouse, and the screams outside had ceased by then.

Ning Rongrong hesitated and said, "Tom's screams are too pitiful. Can it really hurt that much just from burning his tail?"