This is the real trash!

The food was quickly served on the table in the private room.

Ju Douluo called for everyone to start eating, without mentioning anything about what he had just heard, nor asking Zhu Zhuqing about her next plans.

Jing Tianming also remained silent. Although he knew quite a bit, he couldn't possibly reveal his identity as a transmigrator. Even though, after spending these past few days together, he had begun to somewhat accept this brave and dedicated female character from the original story.

Perhaps because it's still early and she's still young, Zhu Zhuqing isn't aloof yet; she's just a bit introverted.

Jing Tianming guessed that her personality would become cold and indifferent, most likely starting from this escape experience in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Perhaps he felt that his sister, Zhu Zhuyun, wanted to take this opportunity to kill him?

Being hunted down by one's own sisters, with whom one has grown up and spent every day, can be a significant blow to a child.

No wonder Zhu Zhuyun said this was a terrible world, considering the Star Luo Empire's successor selection process, which was like raising poisonous insects. Let alone a group of children in their teens, even adults would probably be driven to nervous breakdowns... Jing Tianming couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

At the same time, the idea of ​​entering the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to use the immortal herbs to solve the defects of the martial soul became even more urgent.

"One's own destiny should be in one's own hands!" As a 21st-century time traveler, he strongly agreed with this statement.

Fifteen minutes later, after finishing their meal, Ju Douluo called them downstairs. He said they planned to find a nice hotel in the town, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep.

Jing Tianming strongly agreed with this suggestion.

Having just emerged from the Starry Sky Forest, they were covered in dust and needed a proper wash to cleanse themselves of the dirt.

Before long, the four of them went down the stairs to the first floor.

Then you will see.

Four men were walking towards us from the front.

One middle-aged man and three teenagers.

What surprised Jing Tianming the most was that one of the blond boys was the rumored heterochromatic-eyed boy.

This was the first time he had ever seen this.

Just as he was surprised, someone nearby...

Zhu Zhuqing's body suddenly tensed, her fists clenched, and her teeth slightly bitten, as if she had encountered something unexpected. The next second, her gaze quickly darted away, her feet slowed down, making herself half a step behind Jing Tianming, and her body moved behind Jing Tianming.

It was a completely subconscious action.

Compared to Dai Mubai, whom she hadn't seen for over a year and who didn't recognize her at first glance, Jing Tianming, her comrade-in-arms who had fought alongside her these past few days, was willing to entrust her with his back and always dared to charge into battle at the forefront, clearly made her feel much safer.

They are also more trustworthy.

Ahead, the blond boy who had been staring intently at Zhu Zhuqing calmly withdrew his gaze upon seeing this.

He stopped, placed one hand on his chest under Jing Tianming's slightly questioning gaze, and bowed slightly with aristocratic etiquette. Then he raised his head and said confidently, "Seniors, and this lady, let me introduce myself. I am Dai Mubai, a student of Shrek Academy."

"?" What a coincidence? Jing Tianming looked him up and down again, then turned his head to glance at him... Where is he?

Um...when did you get behind me?

At this moment, there was nothing to say, so they could only turn around and check the situation. On the way, they happened to see Old Master Ji frowning.

"Is something the matter?" The teacher nodded slightly and spoke first.

"To be honest, senior," Dai Mubai maintained his aristocratic composure, never once glancing at Jing Tianming.

"I feel a sense of affinity with this lady that originates from her martial spirit."

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to Zhu Zhuqing, "I think this lady must have sensed it too."

"Seniors, I think you should understand what this means."

"So what?" Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded again, his tone calm, but inwardly he was sneer.

She didn't even recognize him when we were so close. Is this really her fiancé?

Looking at his face, his lips are dark and his complexion is dull. His ears are thin and slightly bluish, which are obvious signs of kidney deficiency.

He had heard a little about Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, being a playboy, from the intelligence reports on the Star Luo Empire's royal family submitted by the branch hall.

Now it seems that what was said was true.

It seems that after arriving in Soto City, he never thought about working hard to cultivate and hoping to turn the tide, but instead completely gave up and continued to indulge in women.

He despised this kind of person from the bottom of his heart.

His disciple, despite having only half a level of innate soul power, didn't give up and has now broken through to level 23. He has endured countless hardships and schemes, and even carried out life-threatening tasks like absorbing soul rings beyond his level without batting an eye.

In comparison, Dai Mubai...

He clearly has good talent and has already made it out; as long as he trains hard, he has every chance to turn things around.

The upcoming Soul Master Tournament will be an opportunity. Even if you fail and cannot defeat Davis on the field, you can go into hiding and continue to cultivate until you break through to the title level.

There is still a chance.

But Dai Mubai chose to wallow in self-pity.

This kind of person is truly useless!

Why was this senior so calm? Dai Mubai wondered, and he figured it was because he hadn't yet revealed his full strength, so he straightened his chest and continued:

"Let me introduce myself again. I am Dai Mubai, 13 years old this year, with a soul power level of 32."

Chrysanthemum Douluo laughed. "So, you think I should betroth this junior to you?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said confidently, "This junior simply feels that I am more suitable for this lady. I think you, senior, are well aware of the rarity of Martial Soul Fusion Skills and the enhancement they can bring."

After saying that, he glanced provocatively at Jing Tianming, who was "protecting" Zhu Zhuqing behind him, and continued:

"Of course, I will respect this lady's decision. However, before that, I would like to have an opportunity."

"How about we have this junior spar amicably with the young man beside you, and let the lady decide for herself?"

"?" Jing Tianming was speechless, wondering how this matter had gotten involved with him.

"Disciple, what do you think?" Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice suddenly rang out.

Disciple? Dai Mubai's expression changed.

"Looks like Boss Dai's deal is going to fall through!" Oscar gloated from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Wudi's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant. These two, old and young, were actually master and disciple. With that relationship, wasn't Dai Mubai's question a blatant slap in the face to them in public?

What? My own apprentice isn't even good enough for you, but you're the only one who can blame yourself? This is so embarrassing!

Jing Tianming did not reply immediately, but turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing. He felt that this kind of matter should be discussed with the parties involved, not with him, an outsider.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was pale, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked nervous, even a little scared, as if she was afraid that he would reveal her identity on the spot and hand her over to Dai Mubai. She looked weak and helpless.

Is this because they are unwilling? Jing Tianming wondered to himself.

Silence at least indicated that he didn't want to reveal his identity yet. With that in mind, he didn't intend to ask any more questions, but instead turned around and calmly said, "Teacher, I just feel that, whether it's people or feelings..."

"None of us should become victims of competitiveness, nor should we be commodities to be traded. I firmly believe that only we ourselves can determine our destiny and future."

"So, my thoughts are actually not important."

"Whether to stay or leave should be decided by the person involved, not by anyone else."

"Not bad." Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded with satisfaction. "This is the reason why we strive to become stronger."

"Because only by becoming stronger can we truly determine our own destiny."