Chapter 134: The Counterattack of Rofley

As Zhang Wen and his group were in action, Rofelle on the deck had finally concluded her fierce battle with Baton Ping.

The battle had caused massive destruction, nearly tearing off half of the deck of the Xingyue. Fortunately, no one had died in the fight. After the blue-clad man, Anthony, appeared, Rofelle and Baton Ping glared at each other briefly before both retreating.

“Rofelle, what exactly are you thinking? It was bad enough being abandoned on that island in the Infinite Arena. And now, as soon as you return, you go up against that kid Baton Ping! Don’t you realize he’s an assassin from the Anshan clan? Even the master wouldn’t dare provoke those monsters lightly!” As soon as she returned to the fourth floor room, the first thing Rofelle saw was Ge Luo, who was barely containing his fury.

“I know exactly who he is. But this time, he was the one who provoked me first. Are you saying I should just let him humiliate me and swallow my pride?” Rofelle casually glanced at Ge Luo, tossing him aside as she made her way into the bathroom.

“Tch! Do as you please then! I won’t be able to help you this time!” Ge Luo furrowed his brow, throwing a communicator through the vent into the bathroom, “While you were out causing trouble, I was talking to the master. He’s very displeased with you. Explain it to him yourself. Hmph!”

With an angry snort, Ge Luo stormed out of Rofelle’s room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Inside the bathroom, Rofelle picked up the communicator that had landed on the towel, frowned slightly, and clipped it to her ear.

Half an hour later, freshly bathed, Rofelle emerged wrapped in a towel, casually brushing back her damp hair as her figure gradually faded away.

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“Alright, we’re finally back safely. How did you know we were locked in that room? And now that we’re back, can you at least explain why Elniel was with you?” As soon as they returned to Zhang Wen’s room, Liliya eagerly shut the door behind them and pressed Zhang Wen for answers.

“Uh… Should I tell you now?” Zhang Wen blinked in surprise, instinctively glancing at Rick beside him.

“It’s fine. He’s one of us.” Liliya smiled, patted Rick on the shoulder, and signaled Zhang Wen to continue.

“Alright then.” Though Zhang Wen wasn’t sure what Liliya was up to, he trusted her not to recklessly reveal secrets to outsiders.

Zhang Wen then recounted in detail everything that had happened aboard the Xingyue during Liliya’s absence. Throughout his narration, Liliya seemed particularly interested in how Zhang Wen and Elniel had met, interrupting several times to ask for more details.

Zhang Wen calmly answered every question, but Elniel, hiding her own secrets, grew increasingly uneasy. Each time Liliya questioned Zhang Wen, Elniel’s heart pounded with tension.

“Miss Elniel, are you alright? Is something wrong with your body? Did we hurt you earlier?” Just as Elniel was at her most tense, Liliya suddenly smiled and asked.

“Ah? Me?” Elniel nearly jumped out of her chair in nervousness, “I’m fine. It’s just… it’s too hot in here.” She forced a smile, grabbed a glass of iced water from the table, and gulped it down.

“Oh!” Liliya didn’t press further, quickly shifting the conversation back to Zhang Wen, “By the way, you said last night the two assassins died in Elniel’s room. I assume Miss Elniel wouldn’t want to stay in a room where someone had just died. So where did she spend the night?”

As soon as Liliya asked, Elniel felt her heart stop for a moment!

“Of course, in my room.” Zhang Wen replied matter-of-factly.

“Pfft!” Elniel spat out the iced water she had just taken into her mouth. “Cough cough!” She coughed while hurriedly wiping away the water she had sprayed.

Bang!

Rick, somehow already back in his room, slammed the door shut.

“Alright then! I’ve finished all my questions. I should head back now. After all, I’ve been missing for two whole days—I’ve got a lot of trouble on my hands too!” Liliya glanced at the flustered Elniel, stood up, and gave Zhang Wen a strange smile.

“They all figured it out, didn’t they?” As soon as Liliya shut the door, Elniel stopped wiping the table, slumping in defeat as she asked Zhang Wen.

“Yeah.” Zhang Wen smiled helplessly and nodded.

“What should I do now?” Elniel groaned, slumping onto the table.

“You…” Zhang Wen was about to comfort Elniel when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a shadow flicker nearby.

“Get out of the way!” He quickly shoved Elniel aside.

Bang!

A sword slash wrapped in deep blue battle energy struck the table, shattering the glass dining table into pieces.

“Rofelle?” Recognizing the familiar ambush, Zhang Wen exclaimed in shock.

“Hmph!” Rofelle’s voice echoed from every corner of the room.

At the same time, the deep blue sword energy flared up again, aiming straight for Zhang Wen’s chest.

“Are you crazy?” Zhang Wen barely dodged Rofelle’s second attack.

Frankly speaking, in the bright room full of obstacles, Rofelle’s illusion techniques were much easier to deal with than they had been in the underground corridors of the Infinite Arena!

However, Rofelle showed no sign of giving up after missing Zhang Wen twice. As soon as she realized her attacks were ineffective, she immediately lunged toward Elniel, who had just been pushed aside by Zhang Wen.

Yet, the moment Elniel heard Rofelle’s name, she realized she might become the target. This time, Elniel reacted more swiftly and perfectly than Zhang Wen had expected. After being pushed aside by Zhang Wen, she immediately retreated into his room and, without hesitation, fired several psychic bullets toward the door.

Two of those psychic bullets were aimed directly at the advancing Rofelle.

“Tch!” Forced to halt her advance, Rofelle clicked her tongue in frustration but didn’t dare hesitate, quickly retreating instead. Yet in that brief moment of advance and retreat, Zhang Wen had already pinpointed her position.

Zhang Wen drew his Mind Steel and, in the blink of an eye, mercilessly swung his sword toward Rofelle.

Clang! The sound of clashing blades rang out. However, having already witnessed Zhang Wen’s strength, Rofelle instinctively released her sword grip the moment the blades touched, retreating swiftly again, her figure instantly vanishing amidst the chaos of the room.

“What’s going on?” Hearing the commotion from the living room outside, Rick pushed open the door.

Rofelle, who had just moved outside Rick’s room, was startled. The dagger in her hand reflexively stabbed toward Rick, who was peeking out from the doorway.

“Don’t come out!” As Rick pushed the door open, Zhang Wen shouted in alarm and lunged toward the opening.

Pfth!

The dagger Rofelle had thrown plunged deeply into Zhang Wen’s right shoulder.

Blood splattered. Zhang Wen tackled Rick to the ground.

Elniel, witnessing the scene, was stunned. Rick, saved by Zhang Wen, was equally shocked. Even Rofelle, who had delivered the blow, stood frozen. All three stared at Zhang Wen, motionless.

“What? If you’re after my life, now’s your chance. Miss this opportunity, and you won’t get another.” Zhang Wen glanced at the now-visible Rofelle, wincing with a bitter smile as he held his wounded shoulder.

“Why… why did you save me?” The “Rick” beneath Zhang Wen looked at him helplessly, barely holding back tears.

“Carlyt, did you really think I wouldn’t know it was you?” Zhang Wen sighed and gently patted “Rick’s” head.

“When did you figure it out?”

“From the moment I stepped onto this ship.”

“Rick’s” expression froze, and soon his form transformed back into Carlyt.

“Ah?” Seeing the handsome youth beneath Zhang Wen gradually transform into a pure, angelic girl, Elniel was stunned. Even the illusion-skilled Rofelle was greatly surprised. However, she wasn’t astonished by Carlyt’s transformation ability—she recognized Carlyt’s identity.

“You’re the governor of Temiso’s…”

“Shh!” Zhang Wen put a finger to his lips. Rofelle wisely kept her mouth shut.

“Huh? What exactly is going on here!”

Just a second ago, Rofelle had been attacking Zhang Wen as if intent on killing him. But a second later, she inexplicably stopped after wounding him. The boy sharing a room with Zhang Wen had been a boy a second ago, but now had transformed into a girl!

Elniel was nearly overwhelmed by the events of the past few seconds.

“It was an accident! I never really intended to kill him.” Rofelle glanced at Elniel, transforming her dagger back into Mind Steel and returning it to her waist.

“I know. Otherwise, you wouldn’t still be alive.” Zhang Wen, holding his wound, stood up with Carlyt’s support.

“So you were just pretending?” Elniel quickly realized.

“Exactly.” Rofelle nodded. “I have a license as a psychic healer. This minor injury is nothing for me.” She said, turning to Carlyt and taking Zhang Wen from her.

“Rofelle, you’d better explain what’s going on.” Zhang Wen frowned, his tone turning slightly cold.

“Zhang Wen, I’m desperate.” Rofelle sighed, flashing a charming smile, “The act you had me perform this morning was witnessed by the master. Originally, my failure to eliminate you had already raised his suspicions. Combined with this latest mess, he’s now seriously doubting me. Just now, the master gave me one final chance. Before tomorrow morning, when he boards the Xingyue, I must eliminate you. Otherwise, I’ll be branded as an incompetent disciple and sent to the Chaos System to fend for myself. Honestly, I don’t mind going to the Chaos System, but once I’m there, where would I find you? What about the sea urchin toxin in my body?”

With each question, Rofelle took a step closer to Zhang Wen. Finally, she stood almost face-to-face with him, arms wide open, completely defenseless.

“That’s your problem.” Zhang Wen’s voice remained cold, clearly unwilling to engage in further conversation with Rofelle.

“Don’t say that! You promised Elniel you wouldn’t let me die!” Rofelle purred, inching closer to Zhang Wen.

“Don’t twist words. I only promised Elniel I wouldn’t kill you myself—I never said I wouldn’t allow your death. Otherwise, if you get into trouble with someone else in the future, would you come looking for me then?” Zhang Wen remained unmoved by Rofelle’s seduction.

“Let’s not talk about the future. You must help me now. Otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to betray the master and join you. Besides, I quite like you. Even if we can’t be husband and wife, being lovers might be quite nice!” Rofelle giggled, her voluptuous body nearly pressed against Zhang Wen’s.

“You? Forget it! I don’t want to wake up one night and find my head missing.” Facing Rofelle’s temptation, Zhang Wen didn’t waste words, simply sternly telling her.

“Tch! What do you expect me to do? Either way, if you don’t help me, I’m as good as dead.” Seeing her seduction had no effect on Zhang Wen, Rofelle returned to her usual indifferent self. She languidly fell back onto Zhang Wen’s sofa, arms wide open, staring at the ceiling, adopting the posture of “do whatever you want with me, but if you don’t give me a solution, I won’t leave.”

Zhang Wen had a thousand ways to deal with threats or seduction. However, faced with someone like Rofelle, who was unafraid of any consequences, Zhang Wen genuinely felt a bit helpless deep down. He couldn’t simply grab her and throw her out! If he did that, who knew what reckless act this already desperate woman might commit? Besides, Zhang Wen had just used Rofelle once—he couldn’t bring himself to turn his back on her so soon.

“Alright then!” After much thought, Zhang Wen finally groaned in frustration, holding his head as he slumped back onto the sofa, “You go back and tell your master that if he agrees to some conditions, I’m not against cooperating with him.”

“Cooperate?” Rofelle glanced at Zhang Wen, her tone rising slightly, “Hey, Zhang Wen, don’t misunderstand me. I know exactly who Omega the Thunder God is. Though he’s not entirely despicable, calling him a cunning, heartless old fox wouldn’t be an exaggeration. Without seeing sufficient benefits, he won’t consider cooperating with anyone. Given your current situation…”

Before Rofelle could finish speaking, she saw Zhang Wen beckon her with his finger. Obediently, she leaned her ear closer. After Zhang Wen whispered a few words, Rofelle’s expression completely changed.

“Are you telling the truth?” Luofulei opened her eyes wide, staring at Zhang Wen with both surprise and skepticism.

“Of course,” Zhang Wen replied with a displeased twist of his lips, “What benefit would I gain from deceiving you? As long as your teacher agrees to cooperate with me, I can show him the evidence immediately. Well then, don’t you think this bargaining chip will be of interest to him?”

“Hmm… it does seem worth a try,” Luofulei murmured thoughtfully for a moment, then suddenly turned her head to gaze deeply at Zhang Wen. “Zhang Wen, you really are quite something!”

“I don’t need your compliments,” Zhang Wen replied with displeasure, shooting Luofulei a glare.

“Teacher Zhang Wen, don’t be so cold to me! Although it’s true I once wanted to kill you, it’s also true that I’ve always had a liking for you. Since you don’t want compliments, would you prefer me to thank you in another way? Hehe! If it’s you, Teacher Zhang Wen, I’d give you anything you want!”

As she spoke, Luofulei’s right hand had already rested on her ultra-thin combat suit. With a gentle tug, the zipper slid down from her side all the way to her collar, revealing half of her tender shoulder and a large expanse of smooth skin. Moreover, the lowest point of the zipper just happened to stop at her chest, and from the gap one could catch a glimpse of a small portion of her alluring, pale cleavage.

“No way!” This time, before Zhang Wen could reject Luofulei’s seduction, two voices filled with both shame and urgency almost simultaneously cried out.

“Hmm?” The sound startled the two women and the girl in the room, causing them to freeze.

Innner and Garly instinctively exchanged glances, while Luofulei looked on in astonishment, her eyes darting between Innner and Garly.

“Are you telling the truth?” Luo Fulei widened her eyes, staring at Zhang Wen with a mix of surprise and skepticism.

“Of course,” Zhang Wen pursed his lips in displeasure. “What good would it do me to lie to you? As long as your teacher agrees to cooperate with me, I can show him the evidence immediately. How about it? Isn’t this leverage of mine something he’d be interested in?”

“Hmm… it’s definitely worth a try,” Luo Fulei pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned to give Zhang Wen a deep look. “Zhang Wen, you really have a way with things!”

“No need for your compliments,” Zhang Wen shot Luo Fulei an annoyed glance.

“Teacher Zhang, don’t be so cold with me! It’s true that I once wanted to kill you, but it’s also true that I’ve always admired you! If you don’t want my praise, maybe you’d prefer me to thank you in another way? Hehe! If it’s Teacher Zhang, I’m willing to give you anything!” As Luo Fulei spoke, her right hand already rested on her ultra-thin combat suit.

With a gentle tug, the zipper on the side of the combat suit slid down from the collar, revealing a delicate shoulder and a large expanse of smooth skin. The lowest part of the zipper happened to stop just above her chest, and through the gap, one could catch a glimpse of the alluring curve of her breast.

“No!” This time, before Zhang Wen could reject Luo Fulei’s advances, two voices, both embarrassed and urgent, rang out almost simultaneously.

“Huh?” The sound caused the two women and one girl in the room to freeze.

Yinier and Jalit instinctively looked at each other, while Luo Fulei widened her eyes in surprise, her gaze shifting between Yinier and Jalit.

“Anyway, I won’t give up!” After an awkward silence, Jalit was the first to speak. She pouted in frustration, clutching Zhang Wen’s arm, and issued a declaration of war to Yinier.

“Jalit…” Zhang Wen looked at Jalit in surprise, her face flushed but her gaze unwavering as she stared at Yinier.

Facing Jalit’s strong challenge, Yinier, sensing the danger, shed her usual shyness and stood her ground against Jalit.

“I won’t give up either!” Yinier grabbed Zhang Wen’s other arm and added loudly, “Teacher Zhang is the guide prophesied by our Kentaki clan. He is destined to be one of us!”

“What?!” Zhang Wen was even more shocked as he turned to Yinier.

In the few days he had spent with Yinier, Zhang Wen had never sensed that she could speak so boldly! In the past, such a near-confession would have been something Yinier would only think about in her heart, feeling it would tarnish the dignity of the Kentaki clan’s wise ones, and she would have suppressed it immediately!

“What Kentaki prophecy? It’s all nonsense! I don’t believe it!” Jalit raised her pretty face, clearly dismissing the “prophecy” Yinier spoke of.

To be honest, in this world, there are indeed powerful individuals with the ability to prophesize. For example, in various rumors, the current leader of the Assembly is said to be a super-tier psychic who can foresee the future.

However, the ability to prophesize the future is an immensely powerful and rare skill.

Throughout history, psychics with the ability to prophesize have almost always been legendary geniuses recorded in the annals of history.

As for the Kentaki clan, while their talent in physical combat is widely recognized as exceptional, the heavens are fair. Their superhuman physical abilities have also resulted in their lack of skill in psychic arts. Otherwise, the Kentaki clan wouldn’t have needed to create the title of “wise one,” which seems somewhat out of place.

“You…” Yinier, who could not tolerate anyone disrespecting the dignity of the Kentaki clan’s wise ones, flushed with anger. However, just as she raised a finger to argue with Jalit, she suddenly remembered her identity as a wise one of the Kentaki clan.

As a wise one of the Kentaki clan, she naturally couldn’t stoop to the level of arguing with a girl who wasn’t even seventeen yet. Doing so would be beneath the dignity of a Kentaki wise one.

“Hmph! It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe it!” Yinier retracted her finger but then let out a smug snort, deliberately glancing at Zhang Wen. “Teacher Zhang has already promised to help our Kentaki clan on the path to revival.”

“So what? Kentaki is Kentaki, and you are you. Even if Teacher Zhang did say he would help the Kentaki people, who says he has to marry the Kentaki wise one?” Jalit, who was the student council president at the Almisius Academy, was quick-witted. In the blink of an eye, she had found the biggest flaw in Yinier’s argument.

“What? Speechless now?” Seeing Yinier suddenly at a loss for words, Jalit couldn’t help but raise her pretty face in triumph.

“Hahaha! This is too funny! Zhang Wen, you’re really something! No wonder I took a liking to you! The Kentaki wise one, the daughter of Termiso, actually… pfft, hahaha!” At that moment, Luo Fulei suddenly clutched her stomach and burst into uncontrollable laughter.

“What’s so funny!”

The more Luo Fulei laughed, the redder Jalit and Yinier’s faces became. Finally, both of them raised their flushed faces and couldn’t help but shout at Luo Fulei.

“Ugh… ugh!! I’m going to die laughing! I really might die!” The simultaneous shouts from Jalit and Yinier didn’t stop Luo Fulei’s laughter; instead, the subtle synchronicity between the two made her laugh even harder.

In the end, Luo Fulei was clutching her stomach, gasping for breath, and collapsed onto the sofa.

“Luo Fulei, have you laughed enough? Do you want to postpone next week’s treatment to the week after?” Zhang Wen, also driven to anger by Luo Fulei’s laughter, finally couldn’t help but issue a sinister threat.

“Ugh!” Luo Fulei quickly covered her mouth, but the trembling corners of her lips were enough to make Zhang Wen furious and cause Yinier and Jalit’s faces to burn with embarrassment.

“But Zhang Wen, seriously. What are you going to do about them?” Luo Fulei, still holding back laughter, spoke seriously to Zhang Wen. “But it doesn’t seem to matter. I remember that the Kentaki clan’s customs actually encourage men to have multiple women. And in the Empire, it doesn’t matter how many wives a man brings home. As long as you can handle Governor Termiso and the Kentaki ‘warriors,’ you can just marry both of them.”

“Are you kidding? Who… who wants to marry her!” Before Luo Fulei could finish, Jalit jumped up as if stung by a needle, covered her face, and rushed back into the room, slamming the door shut.

“Oh! One ran away.” Luo Fulei then turned to Yinier.

“I… I’m the Kentaki wise one! I never said I liked him!” Yinier stammered incoherently, then stood up abruptly and strode into Zhang Wen’s room, slamming the door behind her.

“Ah! The second one ran away too!” Luo Fulei stuck out her tongue.

“Luo Fulei…” Zhang Wen glared at her, teeth clenched. If Luo Fulei hadn’t been treating the wound on his right shoulder, Zhang Wen would have had the urge to teach this unruly woman a lesson.

“Don’t be mad! They both ran away, but I’m still here, aren’t I?” Luo Fulei moved Zhang Wen’s head onto her lap. “If you want, we can do it here too! Oh! Teacher Zhang, you’re so naughty!” Luo Fulei giggled, her voice dripping with a seductive tone that could make one’s bones melt.

“No!” The two doors opened almost simultaneously, and two girls, their faces flushed with embarrassment, rushed out.

“Garly…” Zhang Wen looked in surprise at Garly, who was blushing furiously yet unyielding as she stared at Innner.

Faced with Garly’s strong challenge, sensing danger, Innner, who usually was shy, surprisingly stood her ground against Garly.

“I won’t give up either!” Innner also grabbed Zhang Wen’s other arm and loudly added, “Teacher Zhang Wen is the guide foretold in our Kentucky clan’s prophecy. He is destined to belong to our Kentucky clan!”

“Eh?!” Zhang Wen looked at Innner even more surprised.

During the past few days they had spent together, Zhang Wen had never sensed Innner capable of speaking so boldly! Previously, if it were like just now—words nearly tantamount to a confession—Innner probably would have only dared to think it, fearing it would damage the dignity of the Kentucky clan’s wise woman and hastily suppressing it.

“What prophecy about Kentucky! They’re all fake anyway! I don’t believe it at all!” Garly lifted her pretty face, clearly dismissing the “prophecy” Innner had mentioned.

To be honest, in this world, it wasn’t that there were no powerful individuals with prophetic abilities. For example, in various rumors, the current leader of the Consortium was said to be a high-level psychokineticist who could foresee the future.

However, how mighty and rare was the ability to foresee the future?

Throughout history, psychokineticists with prophetic abilities were almost always unparalleled geniuses whose names were etched in the annals of history.

As for the Kentucky clan, although their talent in physical techniques was universally acknowledged as outstanding, Heaven always maintained balance. Their extraordinary talent in physical techniques came at the cost of their ineptitude in psychokinetic arts. Otherwise, the Kentucky clan wouldn’t have needed to create such an awkward title as “wise woman.”

“You…” Innner, who could least tolerate anyone insulting the dignity of the Kentucky clan’s wise women through the generations, flushed with anger. However, just as she raised a finger ready to argue with Garly, she suddenly remembered her identity as the Kentucky clan’s wise woman.

As the wise woman of the Kentucky clan, she naturally couldn’t stoop to the level of a girl not yet seventeen. That would be too undignified for a Kentucky wise woman.

“Hmph! Even if you don’t believe, it doesn’t matter!” Innner withdrew the finger she had just extended, then with a hint of pride, she gave a slight humph, deliberately glancing at Zhang Wen, “Teacher Zhang Wen has already promised to help our Kentucky clan regain its former glory.”

“So what? Kentucky is Kentucky, and you are you. Even if Teacher Zhang Wen really did say he’d help your Kentucky people, who says he must marry the wise woman of the Kentucky clan?” Garly, who served as the student council president at Almishus Academy, was quick-witted indeed. In the blink of an eye, she had pinpointed the biggest flaw in Innner’s argument.

“What do you say now? Speechless, right?” Seeing Innner suddenly struck dumb at a loss for words, Garly couldn’t help but lift her pretty face with smugness.

“Hahaha! So amusing! Zhang Wen, you’re really something! No wonder you caught my eye! The wise woman of Kentucky, the daughter of Termiso… puhahaha!” At that moment, Luofulei suddenly burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

“What’s so funny!”

The louder Luofulei laughed, the redder Garly and Innner’s faces became. Finally, both of them simultaneously raised their flushed faces and, unable to bear it any longer, shouted at Luofulei.

“Waaahhh… I’m going to die from laughing! I really will die!” Rather than stopping Luofulei’s laughter, the simultaneous shouts from Garly and Innner only made her laugh even harder due to their subtle synchronicity.

Eventually, Luofulei even collapsed onto the sofa, clutching her stomach and gasping for breath.

“Luofulei, haven’t you laughed enough? Do you want to postpone next week’s treatment to the week after?” Zhang Wen, equally infuriated by Luofulei’s laughter, finally couldn’t help but menacingly threaten her with a sinister tone.

“Ugh!” Luofulei quickly covered her mouth, but the twitching corners of her lips were still enough to make Zhang Wen furious and cause Innner and Garly’s cheeks to burn.

“But Zhang Wen, seriously. What are you planning to do about them?” Luofulei, still trying to suppress her laughter, asked Zhang Wen solemnly, “But it probably doesn’t matter. I remember that in Kentucky customs, men were actually encouraged to have multiple women. The Empire here doesn’t really care how many wives a man has at home. As long as you can handle the governor Termiso and those ‘warriors’ from Kentucky, you could just marry them both.”

“What are you talking about? Who… who wants to marry her!” Before Luofulei had even finished speaking, Garly had already jumped up like she’d been pricked by a needle, covering her face and rushing back into the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

“Oh! One ran off,” Luofulei turned her gaze to Innner.

“I… I’m the wise woman of Kentucky! I never said I liked him!” Stammering, Innner stood up abruptly and strode into Zhang Wen’s room, slamming the door shut behind her with a loud “Bang!”

“Oh dear! The second one ran off too!” Luofulei stuck her tongue out playfully.

“Luofulei…” Zhang Wen glared at Luofulei, who had once again pressed close to him, gritting his teeth. If it weren’t for the fact that Luofulei was currently treating the wound on his right shoulder, Zhang Wen would have been tempted to give the audacious woman a good thrashing.

“Don’t be angry! They’ve both run off, but I’m still here, right?” Luofulei gently pulled Zhang Wen’s head onto her lap. “If you want, we can do it right here! Oh my! Teacher Zhang Wen, you’re such a pervert!” Luofulei giggled playfully, letting out a coquettish moan that could melt a man’s bones.

“No way!” The two bedroom doors flew open almost simultaneously, and the two girls, blushing furiously, rushed out together.