Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Tu Shan Su Su, a tangled web of fate.

Chapter 24 Xiao Wu: I'm not even as good as a dog?

"Two sausages, right? Okay, coming right away!"

Uncle Sausage instantly perked up. Although he tried to restrain himself, the lewdness in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Hmph, give me one too, no two!"

Xiao Wu huffed and puffed.

It's unclear whether they were unhappy with the other person cutting in line or felt looked down upon.

Tang San frowned slightly, but seeing that the other party was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor, he did not make any rash moves.

"Hey junior, your sausage is ready!"

The sausage vendor, with a fawning smile, handed over two golden-brown roasted sausages.

"What about mine?"

"Yours are ready too!"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, took the sausage, and gave one to Tang San.

Ning Rongrong held the lion dog with one arm and blew on the steaming hot sausage with the other.

Seeing this scene.

Oscar's eyes widened, and he could already picture this junior enjoying the delicious food in his mind.

"Come here, little prince, look how hungry you are!"

After cooling it down.

Ning Rongrong affectionately handed two grilled sausages to the poodle.

"Click—"

One bite.

My dream is shattered, and my heart is broken!

Oscar clutched his chest, writhing in agony.

Watching the poodle devour the grilled sausage,

While filled with grief and indignation, I also felt a chill in my lower body.

Tang San and his companion stared at the lion dog wolfing down its food, their faces turning grim. The sausages in their hands no longer tasted appetizing.

"Woof—"

It seemed to sense the unfriendly expressions around it.

The poodle thought they were going to take it from it!

He let out a symbolic roar, then quickened his mouth movements.

However, this low growl was like a thorn, deeply piercing Xiao Wu's heart.

She glared angrily, her eyes wide, and said in a fit of rage:

"Hey, what do you mean by that?"

"Isn't this a blatant insult?"

"insult?"

"Who gave you the confidence to think you're superior to my 'Little Prince'?"

Seeing that someone dared to insult her "Little Prince" like this, Ning Rongrong immediately raised her eyebrows and said with an unfriendly expression.

Is this an insult, implying that one's own dog is worse than a dog?

Xiao Wu was furious, and Tang San was ready to strike. Just as the battle was about to break out.

A cheerful voice interrupted the two sides' preparations.

"Tang San, what are you still doing here?"

"Boss Dai, you're here! Want a grilled sausage?"

Seeing that things were not going well, Oscar quickly used this as an opportunity to divert attention.

"Go to hell!" Dai Mubai glared at him angrily.

"You're a disgrace to the academy. Didn't I tell you not to embarrass yourself here?"

"Did you eat those grilled sausages?"

Dai Mubai looked at the two bamboo skewers on the ground with a surprised expression.

"Why can't we eat it?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Dai Mubai's expression turned somewhat strange. "Xiao Ao, get a new sausage!"

Oscar looked embarrassed.

"No, that's not good. We've been classmates for years. This will make my junior resent me!"

"Hmph, I was just giving Tang San a heads-up. Tang San is my brother, he can't fall for your tricks! Hurry up! Don't force me to take action!"

Oscar, clearly not someone who could afford to offend Dai Mubai, reluctantly extended his right hand and chanted in his lewd voice, "I have..."

Yellow light condensed in his hand, and a sausage exactly the same as the ones Tang San and the others held appeared in his hand.

"Uh..." Tang San froze when he heard Oscar say "I have."

This statement is extremely ambiguous.

Let's not even talk about the quality of this sausage or whether it's edible.

He didn't dare eat it because of Oscar's words, especially since the sausage was bought for Xiao Wu.

Sensing Tang San's growing anger, Oscar quickly explained:

"I have no choice. When using a food-type martial soul, you have to use different soul incantations to make the food change."

"That's a spell, not something I meant to say. And besides, there's absolutely no problem with the quality of my sausages."

"Damn it, you actually made us eat such disgusting food! Today I'll show you what happens when you offend me!"

Xiao Wu blushed after hearing the incantation, followed by boundless anger.

But before she could react, Ning Rongrong struck first.

"Fine, you actually tried to fool me with such disgusting stuff!"

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, ready to teach this lewd sausage uncle a lesson he would never forget.

But the Oscars, who were well-prepared, were not about to let them succeed.

That was a runaway trip.

They even gave up the sausage shop.

Tang San stopped Xiao Wu from chasing after them.

"Forget it, let's go take the test first!"

Oscar has run away.

But now, Xiao Wu doesn't know how to face Ning Rongrong.

This guy insulted me like a dog, so should I thank him instead?

"Ahem, let's go take the assessment first!"

Dai Mubai didn't know what had happened, but he could clearly sense that something was wrong.

They quickly changed the subject.

Shrek, girls' dormitory.

"This lousy academy is just a dormitory! Even my stables are better!"

Ning Rongrong held the "Little Prince" and said disdainfully.

"Hmph, what's with the swagger! If it weren't for my brother, you'd be eliminated long ago!"

Xiao Wu retorted.

"Who cares? A disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School like me, would I be unwanted?"

Ning Rongrong's tone softened slightly, but she was still unconvinced.

"Can you all be quiet?"

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who is usually aloof, was disturbed by the argument between the two.

She gently put down the blankets in her hands, her gaze icy as she coldly swept over the two of them.

"snort!"

Feeling that cold gaze, the two turned their faces away, neither willing to yield to the other.

Although the dormitory is old, it is quite spacious, with a private bathroom and a large washbasin.

Each person has a tall, independent wooden bed.

It didn't feel crowded at all.

Zhu Zhuqing received a "virtuous wife and loving mother" education from a young age, and was proficient in everything from managing palace banquets to embroidery housekeeping.

Xiao Wu had experience staying overnight in places that were alright.

The spoiled little devil wouldn't know these things.

But that didn't faze her. She simply took out several exquisite and luxurious bedding sheets from her storage soul tool and casually tossed them onto the bed.

That became her little nest.

"Come on, little prince, it's time for our beauty sleep!"

Ning Rongrong hugged the "Little Prince," made a funny face at it, and affectionately rubbed her forehead against its little head.

Then, she hugged it and snuggled into the blankets.

"If you're so attached to a dog, why don't you spend your whole life with it?"

Xiao Wu muttered with considerable dissatisfaction.

"What did you say?!"

Ning Rongrong, like a cat with its fur standing on end, sprang up from the bed in an instant.

"It's nothing!"

"I'm not deaf! I just like it, so what?"

Those bright eyes, now burning with rage, were fixed on Xiao Wu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

I have no ulterior motives towards you.