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Chapter 24 Ning Rongrong! ?

The boy looked troubled, while the girl stared at him with a determined look, as if she were pleading with him to give them only one room—even though the girl had looked wary just moments before.

As a receptionist, the young woman looked at the young couple in front of her and felt a pang of envy.

Perhaps this is what youth is all about?

However, what the young lady was rather dissatisfied with was that this boy was a bit too dull. A few days ago, there was an arrogant blond young man with a pair of twins. With just a few words, he made the two sisters willingly 'believe' that there was only one room left in the entire hotel. But this boy actually took the initiative to ask for two rooms?

Are teenage girls not pretty?

That's incredibly stupid!

Thinking of this, the young woman glanced at the bag of gold soul coins in front of her, sighed softly, and thought to herself, "Let me help this silly boy!"

"I'm sorry... actually, our hotel only has one room left..."

The young woman said apologetically, but as soon as she finished speaking, her eyes lit up. She immediately raised her snow-white neck and looked at the boy with a triumphant gaze, saying, "It seems this young lady will have to make do tonight!"

The young woman chuckled inwardly—the couple before her probably didn't even realize that they already had a vague affection for each other.

At least that's how it is for the girl; as for the boy...

How could such a beautiful girl not have feelings? It must be because the boy is stubborn and proud that he is unwilling to express them!

The young woman thought to herself, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

Meanwhile, Han Feng rolled his eyes after hearing what the receptionist said!

How could such a large hotel, located in the most bustling area of ​​Soto, possibly only have one room left?

As for the bag of gold soul coins, Han Feng completely ignored it. Spoiled by Zhang Lingling, Han Feng still has no proper understanding of the currency of the Douluo world.

Although he knew the receptionist was lying, Han Feng didn't expose her. He figured he wouldn't lose anything anyway, and since even the pink-haired girl had agreed, why should he hesitate?

Han Feng is straight, and it's not like he doesn't like girls!

Taking the room card, the pink-haired girl began to chatter incessantly in Han Feng's ear: "Let me tell you, even though it's the same room, you absolutely mustn't have any improper thoughts!"

Han Feng, naturally, wouldn't show her any mercy, coldly reciting, "A little brat, neither protruding nor timid, who could possibly have any improper thoughts about her..."

The girl ignored Han Feng and continued, "And another thing, I can't make a sound when I'm sleeping. If you dare to snore or grind your teeth, I'll smother you with a pillow!"

Han Feng: "If you snore or grind your teeth, can I smother you with a pillow?"

The girl said, "Besides, the bed is definitely mine. You can sleep on the floor, and I'll be merciful and give you a pillow!"

Han Feng: "Use it to smother me? Why sleep on the floor? Isn't the sofa nicer?"

The girl said, "You can't come near my sleeping area within a ten-meter radius, or else I'll... I'll... never mind! Just don't come near me!"

Han Feng: "..."

Girl: "If your feet smell, you absolutely cannot take your shoes off!"

Han Feng: "Are you even listening to me...? So much fuss! Couldn't you have just asked for two rooms from the start? There are only two of us; we can't even play a game of Dou Dizhu, you know?"

It turns out that the girl wasn't listening to what Han Feng was saying at all, or rather, she was automatically ignoring it.

The girl casually opened the door and went inside. Han Feng had no choice but to follow her in.

To Han Feng's dismay, the girl drew a line on the floor as soon as she entered the room, dividing it into two equal parts: eight for her and two for Han Feng.

Han Feng clicked his tongue lightly.

To Han Feng's surprise, the girl hadn't heard a thing he'd said before, but she caught his soft click: "Actually, you don't need to make that face. You can always tell others that you once shared a room with Ning Rongrong, and I guarantee you'll become a superstar!"

Without a second thought, Han Feng retorted sarcastically, "You think I wanted to share a room with you? Didn't you force the receptionist to give me a room? I should be sleeping in a big bed, but now I have to sleep on the sofa. What kind of expression am I supposed to have? And you expect me to go around telling everyone about us sharing a room? Girl, you've got a really big heart! Aren't you afraid you'll never get married? I'm a grown man, and I'm embarrassed!"

"And even if you are Ning Rongrong, so what? You can't possibly be... Wait! What did you just say your name was!?"

Han Feng suddenly realized something—pink hair, a great soul master, a girl, Soto City, and a young lady!

Ning Rongrong didn't react to Han Feng's series of sarcastic remarks. Instead, she watched Han Feng with interest, arms crossed. Only when Han Feng's expression changed drastically did a sly look appear in her eyes, as if she had been waiting for Han Feng!

"Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Are you scared now?"

Seeing Han Feng's expression, Ning Rongrong knew that Han Feng knew her identity. She smiled sweetly, revealing the signature smile of a little witch.

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's admission, Han Feng subconsciously swallowed.

Ning Rongrong... She's the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and she has two titled Douluo who spoil her rotten!

Although Ning Rongrong is alone now, Han Feng has every reason to believe that there are at least two Soul Kings protecting her in secret!

The thought that he had not only threatened Ning Rongrong but also made her cry filled Han Feng with apprehension—if Gu Rong and Chen Xin found out, they would skin him alive.

If they find out that I'm still sharing a room with Ning Rongrong, wouldn't they scatter my ashes?

"Hello, Miss Ning! Goodbye, Miss Ning! Farewell!"

Thinking of this, Han Feng made a decisive decision and turned to leave. He would rather sleep on the streets than be reduced to ashes!

"Stop right there! If you dare leave, I'll tell my dad and my two grandfathers what happened today! By the way, my two grandfathers are both Title Douluo!"

Han Feng dared not linger, ignoring what Ning Rongrong was saying. Just as the door was about to open, Ning Rongrong panicked, leaping and tackling Han Feng to the ground, demanding, "Why are you running?! I'm not going to eat you! Are you that afraid of a Title Douluo? I haven't even told my two grandfathers yet!"

Han Feng forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and said, "Young Miss! You may choose not to tell, but your family's guards won't. If I stay here any longer, my ashes will probably be floating freely on the beach in a day!"

Hearing Han Feng's words, Ning Rongrong looked puzzled and asked, "What secret guards? I ran away on my own, nobody knows!"

Han Feng was taken aback, stared at Ning Rongrong for a moment, and then immediately understood. He rolled his eyes and said weakly, "Miss! Ask yourself honestly, with your mediocre skills, which Title Douluo could possibly be fooled?!"

Upon hearing Han Feng's words, Ning Rongrong was also stunned. She frowned slightly, her expression hardening, and suddenly shouted sharply, "Come out!"

There was no movement.

"If you don't come out, I'll go home and tell Grandpa Jian that you've abandoned your posts!"

"Miss!"

Seeing that there were indeed hidden guards, Ning Rongrong was both angry and embarrassed. Her face flushed red, and she snorted coldly, warning the two guards in a chilling voice, "I'm telling you! You can't tell my father and two grandfathers anything about Han Feng today, or when I get home, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

The two guards exchanged a glance, both hesitant.

"Did you hear me!" Ning Rongrong shouted sternly.

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes! You may leave!"

The two guards had vanished in the next moment. Only then did Ning Rongrong say to Han Feng, "Is this alright?"

Han Feng didn't answer, but instead said, "Young Miss... what exactly do you want?"

Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, but instead of answering Han Feng, she asked, "So, does that mean you owe me a favor?"

Han Feng remained silent for a moment. Although unwilling, he had no choice but to nod, "I guess so! So what do you want me to do?"

Ning Rongrong revealed a charming smile of triumph, and said with a grin, "It's nothing. Do you remember what I said before you entered the sect? Repeat it to me! For every wrong word, I'll add another requirement! If you can say it all without missing a single one, I'll consider this favor repaid!"

Han Feng: "..."

(End of this chapter)