Seeing Xiaoxiao run faster, Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched.
"You clumsy Xiaoxiao, always , running away is really your forte... just knowing to run."
"However, you are just a bullied little fox demon, where can you go? You’ll still be caught and bullied by this bad guy..." Zhao Rong muttered to himself.
The next second, he suddenly quickened his pace to chase after the little fox demon he wanted to bully for a lifetime.
Xiaoxiao, hearing Zhao Lang’s footsteps getting closer, said in a panic, "You... don’t follow me..."
"I’m worried about you, stop, be obedient."
Zhao Rong reached out to grab her slender arm.
Su Xiaoxiao threw off his hand, her small face stubborn, "I don’t need your escort; go back to your Great Li."
Zhao Rong pursed his lips and didn’t speak, but silently cursed "silly Xiaoxiao" in his heart, and reached out to grab her again, only to be pushed away with a ’smack’.
"Just go, get out of here! Hurry up and leave!"
She spread her thin legs and ran desperately.
Even the hair band that tied her cute hair flew away with the wind, and her smooth black hair floated scattered.
Zhao Rong, with quick reflexes, reached out from behind and caught the hairband that she cherished most, clutching it in his right hand.
He pursued her persistently.
In the opposite direction from this pair of lovers having a small quarrel, a girl with peach-blossom eyes was returning to Qinglian Pavilion with her hands behind her back, at ease. At this moment, she had no inkling of the scene unfolding in the distance.
What was supposed to be a simple escort by Rong’er to protect Xiaoxiao from bad people ended up delivering her right into the hands of the biggest ’bad person’...
Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao were one chasing the other, less than two body lengths apart.
Zhao Rong reached out his hand to catch her again.
Just as he was about to catch the mischievous Xiaoxiao and give her a few hard spanks on the bottom, suddenly his vision blurred along with a strict scolding, "What are you doing late at night?" as if a ’small hill’ suddenly dropped in front of Zhao Rong.
He twisted his body with lightning-fast reflexes and slammed on the brakes.
He barely managed to avoid crashing into this ’small hill.’
Zhao Rong cursed silently in his heart and staggered a few steps beside the road before steadying himself.
He turned his head frowning to see a young man, tall and mighty, dressed in the attire of a Kunpeng Mansion resident student, blocking his way to Xiaoxiao with righteousness written all over his face.
The scolding that had just occurred was from this man.
Zhao Rong glanced at him and didn’t bother with him, turning to look for Xiaoxiao’s figure.
After the ’big bad guy’ behind Su Xiaoxiao was stalled by the righteous young man, she subconsciously ran a dozen more steps and then, while suspiciously looking back, she stopped.
The little fox demon looked around with a bit of curiosity not far away.
Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, ready to walk around the ’small hill’ and approach her.
"Hey, stop, don’t move!"
Sure enough, the next second, with a ’whoosh’, he was still blocked by this young man, who appeared to be a Martial Artist residence student from Kunpeng Mansion.
Zhao Rong’s forehead went dark as he looked up.
The righteous youth had a square face, his sleeves rolled up, bare arms, and his face and body were covered in sweat as if he had just finished an intense cultivation exercise, just happening to pass by.
At this moment, he was in full heroic mode, glaring righteously at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong, while glancing at Xiaoxiao hesitating not far away, said to the young man in front of him with resignation:
"Listen, brother... could you step aside, it’s not what you think..."
"What is it then!" the righteous youth extended his hand in the air and pressed it against Zhao Rong’s chest, blocking his intended path, "Judging by your attire, you’re not from Taiching Prefecture, are you? How did you get in? And why are you chasing this young lady late at night? Hmm?"
Zhao Rong was speechless, but he still replied methodically:
"Firstly, I am indeed not from Taiching Prefecture; I am a student from the neighboring Academy; secondly, I entered through the main gate in compliance with the procedure; thirdly, that is my... wife, and we just had a quarrel."
As he said this, Zhao Rong paused, turning his head towards Xiaoxiao and called out loudly, "Xiaoxiao, stop making a scene; you’re making us a laughing stock. Whatever the matter, let’s discuss it when we get home."
The righteous young man, seeing Zhao Rong’s educated demeanor and used to witnessing students from the neighboring Academy visiting often, started to believe him a bit, however...
He looked skeptical, scanning Zhao Rong in front of him and the extremely pretty young lady not far behind him.
Seeing this, Zhao Rong smiled, took a few steps towards Xiaoxiao, and tried to walk towards her.
Little did he know, this would agitate the sulking Su Xiaoxiao, who blurted out in panic:
"I... I know you, sob sob, how am I your wife? Just go, stop following me!" she said, her voice breaking, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
Zhao Rong quickly approached, "Xiaoxiao..."
The young man brimming with a sense of justice immediately reacted, stepping forward once more to block Zhao Rong again.
His bushy eyebrows and eyes as large as brass bells glared at Zhao Rong, "Did you hear what the lady said? Stand right there! Don’t think you can fool me."
Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched as he looked at the righteousness-filled young man, who was comparable in size to Brother Martial Artist, and said earnestly, "She’s just in a huff; don’t believe her."
"If I don’t believe her, should I believe you? If you are really a Confucian Scholar from the Academy, no matter whether that young lady has anything to do with you or not, she asked you not to pursue her, and you should keep decorum and bounds. Chasing after a young lady late at night, what kind of decency is that?"
Zhao Rong, although impatient, still gave a light "eh" in response, feeling that the young man’s words made quite a bit of sense. But... he must have never been in a relationship. Ah, can one take a girl’s words at face value when she’s acting out? Brother, you look mature but are still inexperienced.