Zhao Wuji Cried!

"I wonder how this kid managed to convince Zhao Wuji."

Sword Douluo and Flender were also curious about how their grandson would persuade Zhao Wuji to join them.

The former stood with his arms crossed, calm and composed, while the latter looked timid and did not dare meet Zhao Wuji's eyes.

If Zhao Wuji found out that he had sold Shrek Academy, he would probably start a fight with him on the spot.

I just hope this kid can convince Zhao Wuji too... Flender could only place his hopes on Chen Lang.

"What? You were so excited just now, but the moment I arrived, everyone went silent. Are you all trying to exclude me?"

Zhao Wuji jokingly swept his gaze over the crowd, only to find that everyone was looking at Chen Lang and the other two.

Zhao Wuji looked startled, then turned his gaze to Chen Lang, Sword Douluo, and Dai Mubai. "Is this old gentleman here to enroll his grandsons at Shrek Academy?"

Sword Douluo had not shown himself in public for a long time. Furthermore, he had come out this time to secretly protect Chen Lang, so he was dressed very plainly.

More importantly, Sword Douluo had completely restrained his aura. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old man, so Zhao Wuji naturally did not associate him with Sword Douluo.

He simply assumed that a grandfather had brought his two grandsons to enroll at Shrek Academy, especially since the academy's enrollment days were only a few days away.

"No, I've already acquired Shrek Academy."

Chen Lang could not be bothered with nonsense and said bluntly, "But you've been fired."

"You acquired Shrek Academy? And you want to fire me?"

Instead of getting angry, Zhao Wuji laughed. "You've got character, kid. I like that. Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocre, but this joke isn't very funny."

But as he spoke, Zhao Wuji seemed to notice that something was wrong.

No one refuted him, nor did anyone laugh along with him. The smile on his face immediately vanished.

"Flender, what's going on?"

"Could what this kid said be true?"

Zhao Wuji stared at Flender as he questioned him.

Flender did not dare look Zhao Wuji in the eyes. Instead, he looked toward Chen Lang and said, "Dean Chen, I agreed to sell you the academy, but I never agreed to let you fire Zhao Wuji."

"What?! Flender, you profiteer, you really sold Shrek Academy?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened. Burning with rage, he rushed before Flender, grabbed him by the collar, and snarled, "Have you forgotten why we founded Shrek Academy in the first place?"

"If we were short of money, we might as well join one of those factions and become their lackeys!"

"Don't get worked up. Calm down and listen to me..." Knowing he was in the wrong, Flender gestured for Zhao Wuji to calm down before speaking.

"Calm down? You fucking sold the academy, and you're telling me to calm down?"

Though Zhao Wuji said that, he still released Flender, because he also wanted to know why Flender had sold the academy.

"Fine. You want to explain, then I'll hear you out. Let's see why you sold the academy."

"It's like this..."

Flender explained everything that had just happened.

"Today isn't April Fools' Day, is it? Flender, did you fry your brain?"

Listening to Flender talk about acquiring the academy for three million Gold Soul Coins, a nine-year-old Soul Ancestor whose Soul Rings were all purple, and how that unremarkable old man was actually Sword Douluo, Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched wildly.

"Teacher Zhao, it's all true..."

"Old Zhao, everything the Dean said is true. We saw it with our own eyes..."

Seeing that Zhao Wuji did not believe it, Ma Hongjun and the others stepped forward to testify.

They had already accepted Chen Lang in their hearts.

"I know it's hard for you to accept this all at once, but I'm the Dean of this academy now. So, you've been fired." Chen Lang stared at Zhao Wuji with a cold gaze.

He had never bothered explaining himself to troublemakers.

Those who would not obey were fired directly. Those hostile toward him were eliminated directly!

He did not want someone to suddenly jump out one day and say, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never bully the poor youth! Old Thief Chen, die!"

Of course, neither of those was what he truly intended.

Because he wanted to repay people in kind.

"Dean Chen, Old Zhao's temper may stink, but he isn't a bad person at heart. There's really no need to fire him, is there?"

"That's right. Teacher Zhao has always treated us well. His emotional intelligence is just a little low, but that doesn't mean he should be fired."

"..."

Hearing that Chen Lang, the new Dean, truly intended to fire Zhao Wuji, everyone stepped forward to plead for him.

"All of you shut up! I, Zhao Wuji, won't stay in a school handed over to some wet-behind-the-ears brat. If anyone is leaving, it'll be me leaving of my own accord. You want to fire me? I'd like to see what gives you the right!" Zhao Wuji said, suppressing the fury in his heart as he looked at Chen Lang.

If he had not been wary of Sword Douluo, he would have made his move long ago.

"What gives me the right? Those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocre. So as the new official taking office, I'm lighting three fires, and the first one is burning you. Isn't that what you taught?"

Chen Lang's lips curled upward as he looked at Zhao Wuji mockingly.

"You!"

Zhao Wuji was momentarily speechless. He had indeed said those words himself, and he could not find any reason to refute them.

"What I hate most in my life are people who deliberately cause trouble. If the academy keeps you and you continue teaching students like this, then all the academy's students will go around stirring up trouble. When the time comes, won't I be the one cleaning up their messes?"

Chen Lang looked at Zhao Wuji. "It would be fine if I could clean up their messes, but if they kick an iron plate, they'll only cause the academy's students to lose their lives for nothing!"

"Based on that alone, do you think I need any other reason to fire you?"

"..."

Hearing Chen Lang's words, everyone fell silent.

Chen Lang's words struck straight at their hearts. They had never imagined that one sentence from Zhao Wuji could lead to such grave consequences!

At that moment, their admiration for Chen Lang grew even deeper.

Indeed, if they kicked an iron plate, the students' lives could be in danger. It might even bring utter destruction upon the entire academy.

"This..."

Zhao Wuji froze. His mouth opened and closed, but he could not utter a single word in rebuttal.

Seeing this, Chen Lang's lips curled upward.

It was time to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson.

He stepped forward and said, "Your students call you teacher because they trust you, yet because of one sentence from you, they lose their lives. Are you still worthy of being a teacher?"

"Wouldn't your heart ache?"

"Tell me, should you be fired or not?"

Chen Lang's three consecutive questions completely shattered the beliefs Zhao Wuji had built since childhood. His mind was filled with scenes of his students losing their lives because of a single sentence from him.

Even Chen Lang had not expected Zhao Wuji to cover his face, slowly kneel to the ground, and begin sobbing.