Chapter 17: The Eve of Departure

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Under Xiao Wu's feet, the first soul ring lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

Swish! Tang San's braid wrapped around his neck, lifting him off the ground.

With her back to him, Xiao Wu kicked him in the lower back, using it as a pivot point to raise Tang San upside down.

Upon regaining consciousness, he tried to untie the braid around his neck, but it was too late. He could only watch the ground getting closer and closer!

Bang!

"Ah!" Tang San screamed in pain. This time, Xiao Wu used no strength, but he felt pain all over his body.

Before he could comprehend what was happening, the sensation of weightlessness struck again.

"First Soul Skill! Waist Bow!"

Tang San's pupils shrank. 'Is Xiao Wu really trying to kill me?'

Boom, boom, boom!

Ignoring his thoughts, Xiao Wu mechanically repeated the use of the first soul skill.

Just as Ye Qiu finished removing the Blue Silver Grass from his body, he felt a sudden chill, a bit startled. 'It's him! He's nearby!'

Hastily stopping, he spoke urgently, "Alright, Xiao Wu!"

Slap! Catching Xiao Wu's wrist, Ye Qiu said, "Forget it."

"But, Xiao Qiu."

"It's fine, don't say anything more." Ye Qiu held her wrist tightly, his grip turning red.

Feeling a bit painful, Xiao Wu looked at Ye Qiu strangely.

Tang San, lying on the ground, had fainted, and several of his bones might be broken.

"Wang Sheng, help me move Tang San to the bed!" Ye Qiu called out to them.

However, they remained motionless. Only after Xiao Wu glared at them did they react. "Alright, alright!"

Regardless of how they dealt with Tang San, Xiao Wu didn't want to pay attention. She hugged Ye Qiu's arm and looked up, saying, "What's wrong?"

Without answering her, Ye Qiu just patted her head. His Martial Soul, hidden beneath the black hair, quietly activated, concentrating his attention, his gaze penetrating through the walls, surveying the surroundings.

Only when he confirmed that everything was normal did Ye Qiu finally relax.

Sensing his unusual behavior, Xiao Wu extended her jade-like hand, covering his forehead. "Xiao Qiu, are you feeling unwell? Did you get hurt somewhere?"

"Nothing, I just want some quiet."

"Who's Quiet?" Xiao Wu pouted. She had just given Tang San a beating, and Xiao Qiu didn't even praise her.

Ye Qiu smiled wryly without answering her, feeling a bit tired. 'A truly naive little rabbit.'

Seeing that Wang Sheng and the others had settled Tang San, Ye Qiu was about to call for a healer.

Boom, boom, boom!

Right on time, raindrop-like knocking sounds echoed on the dorm door. The person seemed to be in a bad mood.

Unable to open the door for a long time, an angry voice resounded, "Xiao Wu! Quickly, let them open the door!"

Wang Sheng and the others recognized the voice but didn't dare to step forward.

"Yu Xiaogang?" Ye Qiu murmured. As expected! He didn't perceive it wrong; Tang Hao was nearby! Otherwise, how could Yu Xiaogang know so quickly that something happened to Tang San?

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