Xue Beng heard this voice and found it somewhat familiar, but he wasn't quite sure who it was.
Before Xue Beng could react, the head of his lackeys, hearing someone address his master by name, immediately stepped forward to defend his master's dignity and loudly demanded an explanation.
"Audacious! Who dares to address the Prince by his name!"
While shouting, he also looked around to find the person who had spoken.
"Me! So what?"
"Xue Beng, do you have a problem with that?!!"
The crowd parted, and three girls walked out from among them.
The girl in the center had short, deep purple hair and looked full of heroic spirit. She wasn't exactly a peerless beauty, but she possessed a strange, bewitching charm. Her pair of green eyes were very peculiar, giving off a somewhat eerie feeling. It was she who had just scolded Xue Beng.
The girl to the left of the bewitching woman was slim and slender, dressed in black with a black veil covering her face and a waterfall of blue hair cascading down her back. She had a pair of extremely beautiful, large eyes. Her irises matched her hair, and her gaze was as clear as a pool, without a hint of impurity. Her long, slender eyelashes curved slightly, and each blink seemed as if they could speak.
As for the last person, she had ear-length short hair, a very well-proportioned figure, and a noble, refined temperament, looking every bit the young lady of a noble house. Oscar was surprised when he saw her and called out.
"Ning Rongrong!"
Indeed, the last noble lady was none other than Ning Rongrong, who had returned to her family after Shrek Academy disbanded.
Back when Ning Rongrong returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the full story of Shrek Academy's dissolution had long since been reported back to the sect by her guardians.
Upon learning the truth about Shrek Academy, the two Supreme Elders of the sect had given Ning Rongrong's own father, Ning Fengzhi, quite a lecture. It was fortunate that Shrek Academy had disbanded early; otherwise, Flender would definitely have received a sound beating from those two!
Ning Fengzhi also felt a lingering fear regarding the unsavory aspects of Shrek Academy. He wasn't worried that Shrek Academy would ruin Ning Rongrong's cultivation, as she had the complete heritage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to rely on. He was afraid that the bad atmosphere at Shrek would make Ning Rongrong, who was already spoiled, even worse.
Looking past the surrounding onlookers, Ning Rongrong saw who was being bullied. Seeing that handsome, jade-like face, Ning Rongrong also spoke up in slight surprise.
"Oscar?"
When Xue Beng saw the three girls, he immediately realized who had just confronted him. But before he could even speak, he realized that the commoner boy he had been bullying actually knew the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and they were even on a first-name basis. Xue Beng's luck today was truly abysmal!
The bewitching girl hadn't expected Ning Rongrong to know the boy who was being blocked. She had spoken up earlier simply because she happened to be passing by and found Xue Beng's behavior—a prince acting so dissolute—displeasing, so she intervened on a whim. Now that she knew the person being blocked was a friend of her little sister, she was even more determined to handle it. The bewitching girl continued.
"Xue Beng, how dare you bully my friend?"
Hearing the bewitching girl make trouble, Xue Beng reacted quickly and began to smile apologetically.
"How could I, Yan-jie! We were just playing around!"
"What do you say? Little brother!"
As he spoke, Xue Beng used his eyes to threaten Oscar from an angle the three girls couldn't see.
He hoped this kid knew how to read the room.
When Oscar heard that the other party was a prince, he had originally intended to let Xue Beng off the hook to avoid causing trouble for Yun Ming, but he suddenly heard a voice transmission from Yun Ming.
"Handle him! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
Although he was a bit confused as to why Yun Ming would do this, since his boss had spoken, he naturally had to cooperate! Following this, Oscar put on a wronged expression as if he had been bullied and said to the bewitching girl.
"Yan-jie, this person is the one who bullied me!"
Hearing the way Xue Beng addressed the bewitching girl, Oscar simply adopted the title.
The girl Xue Beng called Yan-jie was none other than the only granddaughter of Poison Douluo, Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan was very happy to hear that Oscar was not afraid of power and was so sensible, calling her "sister" the moment they met, even though she knew he had his own little motives. Unlike this insensitive Xue Beng, who called her "Yan-jie"—was she really that old? Dugu Yan continued to speak coldly to Xue Beng.
"Xue Beng, you heard him. My friend says you bullied him."
"Since you've bullied a friend of Dugu Yan, tell me, how do you want to resolve this?"
Xue Beng: "..."
Xue Beng was furious when he saw Oscar's wronged expression. He had swung the whip four times, but he hadn't actually hit him once. He had already lost half his face, and now Oscar was trying to take the other half; this was simply too much!
He couldn't stand it anymore, but... he still had to endure it. Dugu Yan was someone he could provoke even less, as Dugu Bo stood behind her.
Xue Beng could only grit his teeth and apologize to Oscar.
"It's a misunderstanding, little brother!"
"This Prince only wanted to get close to you, I didn't mean to scare you."
As he spoke, he took off the Soul Tool bracelet from his wrist and shoved it into Oscar's hand.
"Take this Gilded Bracelet as a greeting gift from this Prince!"
Seeing the bracelet in his hand radiating fluctuations of Soul Power, Oscar glanced at Dugu Yan, who nodded slightly at him.
After all, Xue Beng was a prince. She couldn't force him to apologize to Oscar in front of the public or beat him up, as that would be showing too little respect for the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Now that Xue Beng had offered compensation, it was already a sign of submission.
Dugu Yan dismissed Xue Beng.
"Fine, for the sake of the Soul Tool, you may go! If I see you bullying my friend again, it won't be this simple!"
Seeing that Dugu Yan had relented, Xue Beng immediately prepared to bid them farewell and leave this humiliating place.
"Yan-jie, Miss Ning, little brother!"
"I have business today, but next time, next time I will host and we can catch up properly!"
After saying this, he jumped onto his horse and fled in a sorry state. The young masters who had been riding through the streets with Xue Beng saw the prince running away and followed silently, even the young man in green who had dared to tease the prince. There was no helping it; Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong had far more influence than he did.
Seeing Xue Beng and his group leave, the onlookers by the roadside also dispersed. Oscar stepped forward to thank Dugu Yan.
"Many thanks to this big sister for stepping in to help!"
"This Gilded Bracelet was given as compensation by that prince out of respect for you, so please, do accept it!"
As he spoke, he held the bracelet out toward Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan glanced at it, declined to take it, and said casually.
"Keep it! I'm not in need of a Storage Soul Tool."
"I intervened because I don't like Xue Beng, it has little to do with you, so there is no need to take it to heart."
Although Dugu Yan said this, Oscar was still quite grateful that she had stood up for him. Regardless of the reason—and even if Dugu Yan hadn't stepped in, he would have been fine with Yun Ming there—the fact remained that Dugu Yan had helped him out of a tight spot.
Before Oscar could try to give the bracelet to Dugu Yan again, Yun Ming walked up to him and spoke.
"Oscar, since she gave it to you, just keep it! Any favor you owe, I will repay!"
Yun Ming would naturally repay the favors that Oscar could not. Besides, he had long wanted to get a Storage Soul Tool for Oscar, but Yang Wutian hadn't had any spares on him previously, and he himself only possessed Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, which wasn't suitable.
He then looked at Dugu Yan and said.
"Thank you, friend, for helping Oscar. As a token of gratitude, I will provide you with a diagnosis."
Yun Ming paused; although he felt that being so direct might be hard to accept, he realized upon reflection that being tactful wouldn't help in this situation. Thus, Yun Ming spoke plainly.
"I observe a bluish tint around your eyes, which is a sign of being afflicted by a potent poison. If it is not treated soon, your days are numbered! Even your grandfather cannot save you!"
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