"Everybody, stop!"
A massive surge of Soul Power erupted, gently knocking to the ground the students surrounding Zhou Yi.
"What are you doing?"
A middle-aged man with eight Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—descended from the sky.
"Teacher Zhou, are you all right?"
Du Weilun, the dean of instruction at Shrek Outer Court, asked Zhou Yi with concern.
"You little troublemakers, think you can turn the world upside down? In broad daylight, you ganged up on a teacher. Do you look like students to you?"
"If you want us to act like students, then she should at least act like a teacher!"
"Why can this old hag expel us whenever she feels like it? What terrible thing did we do?"
"Fine, I just won't come back. It's not like Shrek can't get by without me."
"Then why don't we all quit? The teachers at Shrek look down on me anyway. At least the teachers elsewhere will greet me with a smile!"
"I don't want to study here anymore either. I came here to learn, not to be called an idiot!"
"Yuhao, if we all get expelled this time, do you want to come home with me?" Wang Dong'er said quietly, leaning close to Huo Yuhao.
"My home is pretty big, and my two dads are both amazing. It definitely won't be any worse than Shrek!"
Wang Qiu'er's calm voice rang out. "Why should Yuhao go with you? Yuhao, come with me!"
"My home is no worse than hers. Uncle Tian is a renowned powerhouse across the continent. I guarantee he'll make you a formidable Soul Master."
"Yuhao, who will you choose?" ×2
Influenced by everyone's desire to quit, the students present all demanded to withdraw from school from Du Weilun.
Better to be treated like a king somewhere else than like a servant here.
Du Weilun panicked. More than a hundred students voluntarily applying to withdraw was unprecedented in Shrek's ten thousand years of teaching history.
The power of the crowd was immense. Du Weilun, a Soul Douluo, backed down before the students.
"Everyone, listen to me. Let's all calm down."
"Whatever the problem is, we can sit down and discuss it, all right?"
Du Weilun was genuinely afraid. The simultaneous withdrawal of more than a hundred students would have a massive impact.
They came from grades one through five. If word got out, the consequences would be even worse!
"Hmph, don't tell us that. The first thing you did was demand to know why I hit a teacher. Why didn't you ask why we hit her?"
"We're going to quit anyway. Everyone, why don't we give that old hag another beating first?"
"Good idea. We'll beat her, then quit. What can Shrek do to us?"
Seeing that the students were about to erupt again, Mu Jin, who knew how strong Du Weilun was, signaled for them to stop and said she would handle things.
The students in Class One had received Mu Jin's kindness before. After hesitating, they chose to stand down.
Quite a few of the upper-grade students knew Mu Jin, and some had even been taught by her.
She was a gentle homeroom teacher who always kept her word, and everyone was willing to do her a favor.
Mu Jin relaxed when she saw this. She smiled and nodded at the students in approval, then turned and went to speak with Du Weilun.
"Teacher Mu Jin, thank you!" Du Weilun said, relieved that Mu Jin had managed to calm the students.
If all these students had charged at him at once, he would have had a serious headache.
Mu Jin shook her head. "Now isn't the time to talk about that."
"Our top priority is to calm these students down as quickly as possible. Otherwise, all of Shrek Academy will suffer the consequences."
Du Weilun asked, "In your opinion, what should we do?"
Mu Jin replied coldly, "What else? Sacrifice a pawn to save the king."
"You either side with this trigger-happy expeller and abandon the students, or abandon the students and preserve our 'excellent teacher.'"
"Ah... This..." Faced with a choice between two options, Du Weilun was understandably hesitant.
"Is there no other way?"
"I've said my piece. If you have the guts, go tell those students yourself!"
Zhou Yi had recovered by now. "Director Du Weilun, what's there to hesitate about?"
"Shrek Academy has no need for students who dare to lay hands on teachers!"
"Shut up!"
Du Weilun was already frustrated by the choice he had to make. Zhou Yi only added fuel to the fire, and in his anger, he struck her unconscious with a slap.
"This matter is too serious. I have to report it to the academy. Teacher Mu, I'm counting on you to look after these children!"
Du Weilun realized he wasn't qualified to make a decision this major. He could only hope the academy would resolve it.
Mu Jin nodded. As a teacher at Shrek, she had that responsibility.
"Go ahead. I'll make sure the children are properly reassured."
Du Weilun carried Zhou Yi away. "Sorry to trouble you, Teacher Mu Jin!"
Mu Jin clapped her hands. "Everyone, listen to me. Children, you..."
At the foot of the dormitory building, Mu En, who had watched the whole thing unfold from beginning to end, opened his weathered eyes.
"Shrek... It's time to reform some things!"
This was an excellent opportunity. Mu En hoped to use it to wake up some people who had been sleeping through everything!
"What? Something like this happened?"
The handsome, tall, and distinguished-looking man was Yan Shaozhe, dean of the Martial Soul Department.
"The students have all rebelled, and they're threatening to withdraw!"
Du Weilun stood before this level-95 Super Douluo and reported the situation with great trepidation.
"Yes. There are nearly 150 of them!"
Yan Shaozhe had never encountered anything like this before. "Tell me in detail. What exactly happened?"
An hour later.
Yan Shaozhe stood with his back to Du Weilun. "I can't make this decision either. If we mishandle this, neither of us will be able to bear the consequences."
"Looks like we'll need to convene an emergency Sea God Pavilion Meeting. Weilun, go back and make sure you calm the children down. Under no circumstances let them do anything rash!"
"Yes!"
Ten minutes later, inside Sea God Pavilion on Shrek's Sea God Island.
An elderly man with graying hair and a deeply aged face, yet remarkably bright eyes, wore an old-fashioned robe embroidered with a golden trident.
Xuan Zi, who had taken over as Sea God Pavilion Master from Mu En a few years earlier, looked at the elders who had gathered.
"All right, Shaozhe. We're all here. What is this important matter you wanted to discuss?"
Yan Shaozhe rose from his seat. "Here's what happened..."
"Something like this..." Xuan Zi found himself at a loss.
"Things had always been peaceful before. How did it get so out of hand this time?"
"Hmph, our side is short on staff, while the Martial Soul Department is overflowing with talent. You expel students whenever you feel like it."
Across from Yan Shaozhe sat a middle-aged beauty, around 1.7 meters tall, with a striking figure, fair skin, and glossy black hair tied up. Her voice was icy.
Yan Shaozhe looked embarrassed. "That's not fair, Lin'er!"
"Who could have expected things to turn out this way?"
Xian Lin'er showed no mercy. "As I recall, every time the Martial Soul Department expels a student, it needs your approval as its dean!"
"Don't tell me you didn't know. With so many students being expelled, wasn't something like this bound to happen?"
"Yan Shaozhe, don't tell me you were too busy to even look at those things and just approved them without a second glance!"
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