Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 491 Ning Rongrong Adds Fuel to the Fire
Qiu'er finally stopped causing trouble, and Dai Chengfeng finally left the room.

At this moment, the corridor on the second floor of the hotel was quiet.

Dai Chengfeng did not go downstairs directly, but went to Zhu Zhuqing's door first and listened carefully, but there was no sound inside.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and gently tapped: "Zhuqing? Are you up? It's time for breakfast."

no respond.

He knocked again, this time with slightly more force: "Zhu Qing?"

It remained silent.

Dai Chengfeng's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.

Is Zhu Qing still angry and deliberately ignoring him, or... has she already gone downstairs?
If it's the latter, it means she may have already met with Hu Liena, or even Ning Rongrong?

Just thinking about that scene made Dai Chengfeng's head start to ache.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, he strode to Hu Liena's door and knocked, this time even softer, with a hint of probing:
"Nana? It's time to go."

Inside the door, all was equally silent.

"Are they... really downstairs already?"

Standing at Hu Liena's door, Dai Chengfeng felt as if he were on the edge of a volcano about to erupt, caught in a dilemma.

Go in? Nobody's here.

Go downstairs? That's practically like jumping into lava.

He could even picture the oppressive atmosphere in the restaurant.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was as cold as frost, and she exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Hu Liena may smile charmingly, but every word she says carries a subtle barb.
And that little devil Ning Rongrong is definitely watching the drama unfold, stirring things up every now and then...

Just as cold sweat was about to bead on Dai Chengfeng's forehead, a gentle voice sounded behind him, as if it had already anticipated his predicament:

"Chengfeng, there's no need to knock anymore."

Dai Chengfeng turned around and saw that the High Priest had quietly stood at the end of the corridor and was slowly walking towards him.

Good morning, High Priest.

Zhu Hongye walked up to him, her gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the closed door of Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena's room, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather:

"Zhu Qing and Miss Hu Liena came downstairs a quarter of an hour ago."

"I happened to run into them, and they all seemed to have something on their minds, walking in a hurry."

Dai Chengfeng's lips twitched slightly, and he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

As expected! The worst has happened!
Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena not only came downstairs before him, but judging from the high priest's tone, the atmosphere between the two was probably quite unpleasant!
This is absolutely a hellish start!

The high priest seemed oblivious to Dai Chengfeng's sudden stiffness and continued in his calm tone, "Right now, they and Miss Ning from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are probably having breakfast in the restaurant."

This statement is undoubtedly the final verdict.

Dai Chengfeng braced himself and tried his best to remain calm: "Thank you... thank you for informing me, High Priest. I will go down now."

Zhu Hongye gave him a meaningful look, her eyes seeming to say, "Young man, even a romantic entanglement is still a debt; good luck to you," then said nothing more, turned around, and gestured for Dai Chengfeng to follow.
"Let's go, breakfast won't taste as good if it gets cold."

Dai Chengfeng followed behind the high priest. The staircase spiraled downwards, and the wooden steps creaked slightly, which was especially clear in the quiet morning.

The further down you go, the more noticeable the faint sounds of conversation and clinking cutlery become in the restaurant.

He could even recognize Ning Rongrong's unique, slightly coquettish laughter, which sounded to him like a death knell at that moment.

He took a deep breath, his mind racing as he considered countermeasures.

With a smile, Dai Chengfeng decided to bite the bullet and deal with whatever came his way, while at the same time finding a way to keep Ning Rongrong, this "unstable factor," under control!
Finally, he stepped into the restaurant. In the sunlit restaurant, several people were already seated at the long tables, and the scene seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhu Zhuqing sat by the window, the morning light casting a soft glow on her cool profile, but it couldn't dispel the chill between her brows.

In front of her was only a glass of water and a few pieces of simple fruit. She sat upright, her eyes fixed straight ahead, chewing slowly and deliberately. She exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay, as if she possessed an absolute zero zone.

When Dai Chengfeng walked in, she didn't even lift her eyelids, completely ignoring him.

But the slightly taut jawline revealed that she was not completely unaware.

Hu Liena sat diagonally opposite Zhu Zhuqing, a position that allowed her to observe the entire room without being directly opposite Zhu Zhuqing.

She lazily stirred the warm milk in her cup with a small silver spoon. Today, she was dressed in a warm-toned casual outfit, which made her skin look even whiter than snow, and her eyes exuded a natural charm.

Upon seeing Dai Chengfeng, she raised her eyes slightly, a half-smile curving her lips. Her gaze was complex and unfathomable, containing both mockery and inquiry.

She didn't speak first, but just looked at Dai Chengfeng with a leisurely air.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, who seemed to thrive on chaos, sat very close to Hu Liena, seemingly whispering something to her. As she spoke, she glanced slyly at Dai Chengfeng, who had just entered, her face full of the look of someone who had just succeeded in her scheme and was looking forward to a good show.

Seeing Dai Chengfeng looking at her, she even blinked her big, innocent eyes, then quickly turned to Hu Liena to continue their "private conversation"...

This is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Upon seeing this, Dai Chengfeng coughed lightly and said, "Good morning, everyone."

His response was met with an even more suffocating silence.

The only sound was the soft clinking of silver cutlery against the porcelain plate, which only served to accentuate the eeriness of the silence.

Zhu Zhuqing still didn't look at him, as if he were invisible.

Hu Liena let out a barely audible hum from her nose and continued stirring her milk with graceful movements.

Ning Rongrong, as if she had just noticed him, broke the silence with a voice so sweet it could kill:

Good morning, Brother Dai Chengfeng!

She deliberately drew out the last syllable, then added as if casually, "Did you sleep well last night? We were worried about you for so long!"

Instantly, Dai Chengfeng felt the temperature drop sharply on Zhu Zhuqing's side, as if frost was forming on the windows, and her fingers holding the water glass tightened slightly.

Hu Liena paused almost imperceptibly for half a second while stirring the milk, and the smile on her lips deepened.

Dai Chengfeng had mentally cursed Ning Rongrong, that little devil, a hundred times over, but on his face he could only maintain an awkward yet polite smile, his muscles even a little stiff.

"I'm...I'm alright. Rongrong, how about you?"

He tried to shift the focus.

"its me?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, feigning complete innocence, "I slept like a log!"

"When I first heard some noise from your room, I thought a thief had broken in, and I was so scared that I couldn't sleep well at first."

As she spoke, she patted her chest, feigning lingering fear, but the cunning in her eyes was almost palpable.

"Thinking back on it, maybe the wind moved something? Right, Brother Dai Chengfeng?"

Dai Chengfeng: "..."

He now deeply regrets not gagging the little devil last night.

(End of this chapter)