Chapter 233
is complete!
Tang San's eyes quickly regained their clarity from the confusion, and his brain started working at lightning speed.
Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire!
A tremendous name resounded in his mind.
Although he was in a sorry state, out of favor, and even forced to write a humiliating letter of annulment, he was still a prince!
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse!
His level 37 Soul Master strength is no joke; more importantly, he represents the vast resources of the Star Luo Empire!
This is an opportunity.
The thought flashed through Tang San's mind instantly, and he made a decisive move.
It wasn't that he genuinely had any compassion for Dai Mubai, but rather that he accurately grasped the potential for exploitation.
The Kingdom of Barak is merely a vassal state of Star Luo. If they could establish a connection with a Star Luo prince, it could bring unimaginable benefits to his and Xiao Wu's future development, access to cultivation resources, and even the search for their father's whereabouts!
The more down on his luck Dai Mubai is, the more likely he is to gain the gratitude and trust of the other party if you extend a helping hand at this time!
In a flash, Tang San's face quickly changed to an expression of guilt and concern.
Tang San gently patted Xiao Wu's hand to comfort her, then took a deep breath and quickly walked up to Dai Mubai.
Tang San squatted down, trying to make his line of sight level with Dai Mubai's, and deliberately spoke in a gentle and sincere tone, with just the right amount of apology.
"Brother Dai...?"
Tang San considered the form of address for a moment and chose the relatively intimate term "brother".
"I am truly sorry. I am Tang San. I did not know your identity, let alone that you... had such a complicated past."
Tang San pointed to the wound on Dai Mubai's head and his disheveled appearance, his tone full of sincere apology.
"I have offended you in the conflict, and I hope you will forgive me, Brother Dai."
Startled by the sudden sound, Dai Mubai raised his bloodshot eyes in a daze and looked at Tang San.
His eyes were empty and numb, still carrying the lingering humiliation and despair.
Tang San was secretly delighted, as this was the time when the other party was most easily moved by "goodwill".
He continued:
“This room was reserved for Brother Dai long ago, and we shouldn’t fight over it. The fight just now was only in the heat of the moment to protect ourselves, and it was by no means an intention to offend the prince’s dignity.”
He pointed to Xiao Wu, who was standing to the side.
"Xiao Wu, hurry up and return the room card to Brother Dai!"
Although Xiao Wu didn't understand what was going on, she still obediently said "oh" when she saw Tang San's expression. She took out the exquisite room key that symbolized the romantic suite and reluctantly handed it to Dai Mubai. Although she had lost interest in the room after what had just happened, it was still something that Tang San had "won".
Looking at the room key handed to him, Dai Mubai's ashen eyes flickered slightly.
At a time when the whole world seemed to be spitting on him, betraying him, and trampling on him, this boy who had just fought to the death with him was the first to step forward, with apologies, and even willing to return the "spoils of war"... An indescribable bitterness and vulnerability instantly surged into Dai Mubai's heart.
The loneliness and grievances that had been suppressed by his elder brother, ignored by his father, and numbed by his indulgence in pleasure, mixed with the great humiliation he had just suffered, were now touched by this seemingly insignificant "kindness".
Dai Mubai choked up, his voice hoarse and dry.
"No...no need."
Dai Mubai shook his head with difficulty, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, a struggle of remaining self-esteem, as well as surprise at Tang San's "magnanimity" and a hint of... barely perceptible emotion.
"If you lose... you lose. If you win, that's your skill."
Dai Mubai paused, his gaze falling on Tang San's pale but determined young face.
“The room… is yours.” Dai Mubai struggled, trying to stand up with his still functional left hand, but his numb right side made his movements extremely clumsy and painful.
Upon seeing this, Tang San immediately reached out and gently supported his arm, his action appearing natural and respectful.
Dai Mubai used the momentum to steady himself and gave Tang San a deep look.
The boy in front of me seemed to be quite young, yet his strength was strangely formidable. After experiencing the conflict just now and witnessing Lin Xia's power, he was still able to remain calm and even take the initiative to step forward... This was something that no ordinary person could do.
"Judging from your age, you must be here to participate in Shrek Academy's recruitment, right?"
Dai Mubai's voice was still hoarse, but it had a bit more life in it than before.
Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately nodded.
"That's right. I am Tang San, twelve years old, a level twenty-nine control-type battle spirit master."
He naturally stated his rank, demonstrating his value. Xiao Wu added from the side:
"My name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' in 'dancing,' and I'm also twelve years old, a level twenty-nine power-attack type battle spirit master!"
"Twelve years old...level twenty-nine?!"
Dai Mubai's pupils contracted slightly, and he was genuinely shocked.
With such talent, it's no wonder he could fight against someone of a higher level like that.
The discovery seemed to slightly lift the gloom from my previously gloomy mood.
Dean Flander needs to know that I recruited two monster newbies.
A subtle, almost imperceptible calculation and a twisted expectation of getting revenge began to grow in Dai Mubai's heart.
Lin Xia... Zhu Zhuqing... I, Dai Mubai, will remember the humiliation you have brought me!
The boy in front of me named Tang San has great potential; perhaps... he could become a useful pawn?
Dai Mubai suppressed his turbulent thoughts and tried his best to make his expression look less disheveled, forcing an extremely ugly smile at Tang San.
“Very good…very good! My name is Dai Mubai, a level 37 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master. Shrek Academy…is not far outside Soto City.”
Dai Mubai took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself, and also as to extend an invitation to Tang San.
"I look forward to seeing your performance at the academy."
After saying this, Dai Mubai seemed to have used up his last bit of strength to maintain his "dignity".
He could no longer bear to stay in this place that had witnessed all his shame, especially with the trembling twin sisters beside him who had seen everything he had done wrong.
He gave Tang San a deep look, his gaze complex and unfathomable, then suddenly turned around and staggered out.
His paralyzed right leg made him stagger, and he almost tripped over an overturned vase, making him look even more disheveled and flustered.
"Take care, Brother Dai."
Tang San spoke gently behind him, his voice conveying respect perfectly.
Dai Mubai paused for a moment without turning back, his back seemingly stiffening for a split second. Then, he rushed out of the Rose Hotel's doors even faster, almost as if fleeing, leaving the mess and countless unreadable gazes behind him, disappearing into the bustling crowds of Soto City.
Watching Dai Mubai's disheveled figure disappear, Tang San's gentle concern faded away like a tide, returning to his usual calm, and even a hint of shrewd satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.
"It's done." (End of Chapter)