Scolding Long Yeyue

Situ Xuan sat in his chair with one leg crossed over the other, one hand propping up his chin as he looked at the corpse on the floor, his face utterly expressionless. His gaze was as calm as a pool of dead water; no anger or joy could be read from it, no sorrow or delight, as though what lay on the floor was not a person, but a piece of discarded trash.

Footsteps came from the end of the corridor. Very light, very steady, carrying a deliberately restrained composure.

Long Yeyue walked at the front. She looked to be in her sixties or seventies, but in truth, she was an old monster from the same era as Chen Xinjie and had lived for over a hundred years. Her graying hair was combed neat and tidy, her face was covered in wrinkles, but her eyes were still bright, sharp as an eagle's. She wore a dark purple robe embroidered with Shrek Academy's emblem: a golden Sea God Tree.

Her back was ramrod straight, her steps steady and powerful, each one landing firmly.

Two people followed behind her.

Zhuo Shi, deputy pavilion master of the Sea God Pavilion. He looked to be in his fifties, with a burly frame, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, rough features, a square face, thick brows, and large eyes, imposing even without anger. He wore a dark gray robe with no extra ornamentation, only a single leaf embroidered at the collar. His steps were heavy, each one making the floor tremble slightly.

Feng Wuyu, dean of the Inner Court. He looked to be in his forties, with a slender build, a gaunt face, a small goatee, and eyes half open and half closed, as if he had not fully woken up. He wore a