While writing a diary in Douluo Continent, Qian Renxue was thoroughly teased.

Wei Feng knew Qian Renxue's true identity beneath her disguise as Xue Qinghe.

The two childhood sweethearts kept exchanging polite greetings.

Seeing Wei Feng set off again, Qian Renxue felt slightly relieved, but the smile on her face suddenly stiffened.

[What a pity, my wife Qian Renxue is actually urging me to go to the Heaven Dou Grand Arena, and even said she'd stay here a while longer.]

[As expected, having such a privileged status makes me a little uncomfortable; I have to act according to my current identity.]

[The Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena, the Soul Master Competition—I'm extremely familiar with it! I know who started the competition and who took the stage by heart!]

This Soul Master Tournament is utterly boring; it's better not to watch it. If it weren't for the chance to see all my wives, I'd rather go back to sleep.

[Well, what can we do? Qian Renxue, my wife, spoke up. Luckily, Shrek Academy has a competition today, so we can watch Xiao Wu's wife beat someone up.]

[That bastard Yu Xiaogang, what kind of tactics is he using? In the first match, he only fielded Xiao Wu, and we didn't even see Zhu Zhuqing or Ning Rongrong.]

Wei Feng, you womanizer!

Qian Renxue had the feeling that she had been played with but couldn't find anyone to take responsibility.

He keeps calling Qian Renxue his wife, yet he's constantly showing concern for his other 'wives'.

What's wrong with me, Qian Renxue?

She has a great figure, good looks, a prestigious status, and a strong background.

I've given the entire Spirit Hall to play with you here, and you actually went to see a rabbit?

Feeling depressed.

Qian Renxue looked at Wei Feng's sighing expression in the diary once again.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wei Feng's calm and composed demeanor.

I felt inexplicably better again.

"My plan was indeed correct."

"I should have brought you to the club sooner rather than later, you womanizer."

"I'll let you sit here peacefully, even if you're bored."

"I've come with the mission of recruiting talent for the Spirit Hall, I don't believe you can just slip away."

Qian Renxue kept comforting herself.

He led Wei Feng and the Spirit Hall members to their designated seating area.

"Holy Son, this is the area that our royal family has specially arranged for the Spirit Hall."

"From here, you can have a great view of the entire competition."

"I hope the Holy Son will have a great experience in this Soul Master Competition."

"If there is anything I can help with, the Holy Son only needs to send someone to let me know."

"Qinghe will certainly provide you, Holy Son, with the greatest assistance in these matters!"

Qian Renxue continued speaking in an official tone.

As he said this, he did not immediately leave the Spirit Hall area.

She was certain that no sooner had she left than that scoundrel Wei Feng would sneak off to look at other women again.

Every second we stay here means one more second that prevents Wei Feng from looking at other women without restraint.

Although it did delay a lot of important matters.

But when her temper flared up, Qian Renxue felt that she hadn't lost out.

"Then I thank Your Highness in advance. I will send someone to inform Your Highness if needed."

"The Spirit Hall will remember His Highness the Crown Prince's friendship."

Wei Feng said calmly.

From any perspective, he appears to be very easygoing.

Not pleased, not to have compassion.

He gives the impression of being detached from the world.

Qian Renxue knew perfectly well that Wei Feng was faking it, and a faint smile appeared on her face as she celebrated the correctness of her decision.

But the next second...

The contents of the diary copy have been updated.

Upon seeing the updated content on the copy of the diary, Qian Renxue almost leaned backward.

There are steps behind her; if she falls backward, she'll definitely fall very, very badly.

I managed to control my emotions and avoid making too many rude remarks.

The updates on the copy of the diary continued to provoke her.

No...no way!

Wei Feng, do you have to be so outrageous?!

Chapter 9: The Women Collapse – Why Did I Understand Instantly?!

Although we won't see as many wives anymore, at least we can still watch the hosts.

If we're really talking about minor characters in Douluo Continent, there are only a couple that truly stand out.

[I'm suddenly starting to wonder if the people in charge of these big fighting arenas all have experience in coal mining. How come the receptionists and hosts they choose are all so good-looking?]

[That beautiful receptionist at the Soto City Grand Arena, and this host DouDou now, they're both top-notch!]

The diary entries were written line after line.

Qian Renxue felt her worldview was about to explode.

The contents of the diary at this moment were even more explosive than seeing Wei Feng call her "wife" in the diary.

As for?

Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

How many years of lustful evil must one have to possess such keen observation skills?

How could the front desk staff at a certain large-scale battle arena be able to be monitored?

Qian Renxue knew she had lost.

Bringing Wei Feng here was supposed to prevent him from doing whatever he wanted and from looking at beautiful women.

In the end, they were still one step behind.

The host, DouDou, is indeed a beautiful woman with a great figure!

Just then, DouDou, with a pair of pure white wings behind her, flew around the venue holding a microphone.

The inspiring shouts reached the ears of everyone who came to watch the game.

Every frown and smile, every gesture.

They are all captivating and have attracted the attention of countless people.

Look at those martial spirit wings, that physique is absolutely top-notch.

Before I had the system, my talent was only average, but when it comes to recognizing scents and colors, if I claimed to be second, I doubt anyone would dare claim to be first.

[However, I've seen these on sofas, balconies, bathrooms, and coffee tables in my studies, but I don't think I've ever seen them suspended in mid-air before?]

[Hmm... I've decided. Before I can win over Qian Renxue, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong, I'll try to win over this host, Dou Dou.]

[Damn, what am I thinking? How could I be so lecherous? Doing business in the air—is that something a normal person would even consider? I have to control myself!]

[I'm suddenly starting to doubt if I'm even a transmigrator. This is just too absurd! I've already transmigrated into a novel world like Douluo Continent, and I'm still trying to portray myself as a normal person?]

[Disdain, utter disdain! I, Wei Feng, am destined to become a hero on the Douluo Continent. A hero's nature is to indulge in food and sex.]

[This is a major demerit. In the future, you can't be half-hearted about these kinds of things. Once you've made a decision, you have to act decisively.]

Sofa? Balcony? Bathroom?

There's also a coffee table?

They're still thinking about being in the air!

What on earth is this...

Qian Renxue's emotions, which she had always managed to conceal so well, completely crumbled at this moment.

Wei Feng! Do you really have to be this twisted?!

and many more……

Why did I suddenly realize that?

Qian Renxue was greatly alarmed.

She realized that she had actually understood the content of Wei Feng's diary update.

Her beautiful eyes widened involuntarily.

His breathing became very unnatural.

"Holy Son Wei Feng, I am unwell and must take my leave now."

"I hope the Holy Son will have a smooth and successful journey in the Soul Master Competition."

Qian Renxue dared not linger here any longer.

She vaguely came up with an excuse and hurriedly left with her servants.

Wei Feng watched Qian Renxue's departing figure thoughtfully.

The more you look at her from behind, the more mesmerized she becomes.

After watching Qian Renxue leave, Wei Feng turned his gaze back to Dou Dou.

The little doll is still flying in the air.