Looking Like That, It's No Wonder You Got Beaten

"Yes, Young Master." Upon hearing Qian Renyu's words, Zhang Zhuan walked step by step toward the corner of the room.

Hehehe.

Zhang Zhuan walked up to the hooligan rabbit Xiao Wu, grabbed her by the collar with his left hand, hoisted her up, and swung his right hand around to land a heavy slap across her face.

The people in the room only heard:

After twenty slaps, Zhang Zhuan walked over to Qian Renyu, his hand trembling incessantly, and said to him, "Young Master, I'm finished."

"Zhang Zhuan, what's wrong with your hand?"

"Don't tell me this hooligan rabbit's skin is so thick that it made your hand ache from the impact."

"Young Master, that's not it."

"Since you said not to beat her to death, I didn't use any soul power."

"But I ended up using a bit too much strength, and now my hand is numb from the vibration."

"It's fine, consider it a work-related injury."

"Yang He, go and drag that beast over here so I can take a look."

"Yes, Young Master."

After saying this, Yang He dragged Xiao Wu over to Qian Renyu and tossed her onto the floor.

Qian Renyu saw that this hundred-thousand-year-old hooligan rabbit was sprawled on the ground, barely breathing. Stains of fresh blood hung from the corners of her mouth, and several teeth had been knocked out.

Her entire face was swollen, congested and puffed up like a pig's head, and there seemed to be two trails of dried tears at the corners of her eyes.

The two rabbit ears on her head no longer stood upright; they drooped like a defeated quail or a beaten rooster.

Her long scorpion braid had been shaken loose, one of the shoes on her feet had fallen off while she was being dragged over, and her snow-white stockings were now caked in mud.

Even so, Xiao Wu's eyes were still filled with killing intent.

You're in this state and you still won't show weakness? You still dare to have killing intent in your eyes? I really don't know how you've managed to live for one hundred thousand and six years, Qian Renyu thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Qianjun Douluo, who had been sensing everything from outside Nuoding Academy, merely said coldly upon seeing this scene, "This beast is courting death."

"Zhang Zhuan, Yang He,"

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Xiao Wu is my classmate, after all. We are going to be spending our days together from now on."

Upon hearing the words "spending our days together," Xiao Wu couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of hundred-thousand-year-old blood.

"Look at you two, you've made our classmate Xiao Wu spit blood again."

"I am classmates with everyone here, and we should get along harmoniously. Although classmate Xiao Wu spoke out of turn, giving her a proper lesson would have been enough."

"How could you be so heavy-handed?"

"Don't let this happen again."

As he said this, he turned his head to the others in Dorm Seven and said, "Fellow classmates, my family was truly worried about me coming to school alone, so they sent these two servants to follow me. Who would have thought they would cause such a scene? I apologize for the embarrassment."

"Now, which classmate would be so kind as to take classmate Xiao Wu, who is lying on the ground, to the infirmary?"

After speaking, Qian Renyu cast his gaze toward Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng felt a shiver run through his body and hurriedly said, "I'll go, I'll go."

He then grabbed two others to help carry Xiao Wu toward the academy infirmary.

Su Daqiang, the Dean of Students at Nuoding Academy, was drinking hand-ground coffee in his office.

Suddenly, through his office window, he saw Wang Sheng and the others rushing past, carrying something in a panic.

Su Daqiang couldn't help but feel annoyed. What kind of appearance was this for work-study students like Wang Sheng to be in such a panic? They had no regard for their appearance or demeanor; they didn't look like students at all.

Wait, what is that thing they are carrying?

It looks like a pig.

Hmm, no, wait. Why does this pig head have two rabbit ears on it?

I've never seen a pig with rabbit ears before. No, I have to take a look.

He immediately shouted through the window at Wang Sheng and the others, "You lot, stand right there and don't move!"

With that, he vaulted out of the window.

When Wang Sheng and the others saw Su Daqiang, they hurriedly bowed and shouted, "Greetings, Dean Su."

"Dean Su, is there some emergency? You even jumped out of the window," Wang Sheng asked.

"Why use the door when there's a window?"

"What on earth are you carrying?"

Su Daqiang said as he walked toward Xiao Wu.

When Su Daqiang got close and looked carefully, he thought, Good heavens, a pig's head, a human body, and rabbit ears.

What kind of thing is this? It doesn't look like a human, nor does it look like a soul beast.

"Where did you lot get such a rare little thing?" Su Daqiang said, adjusting his glasses as he leaned down to get a better look.

Just then, as luck would have it, Xiao Wu spat out another mouthful of blood, which landed right on Su Daqiang's face.

Su Daqiang jerked backward, wiped the 100,000-year-old rabbit blood off his face with his sleeve, and then slapped Xiao Wu across the face twice.

"What the hell is this thing, spitting all over me."

"Um, Director Su, this isn't a 'thing,' she's a new student who just reported today. She was beaten up by someone, and we were just planning to take her to the infirmary to get treated," Wang Sheng said, struggling to hold back his laughter as he looked at Su Daqiang, who was covered in rabbit blood.

"A new student? Looking like that?"

"Well, she deserved that beating then."

"Get going, get going, and don't let me see this thing again."

"Yes, Director Su." With that, Wang Sheng and the others headed toward the infirmary with Xiao Wu.

"Wait, come back," Su Daqiang shouted again.

Wang Sheng and the others hurriedly turned back and asked, "Director Su, what is it now?"

Su Daqiang ignored Wang Sheng and walked straight up to Xiao Wu.

Smack, smack, smack, smack.

He slapped Xiao Wu across the face twice more, back and forth.

That's for spitting on my face.

That's for looking like that and scaring people.

No, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Smack, smack. Two more slaps.

After he finished, Su Daqiang said, "Alright, you can go now."

Wang Sheng and the others brought Xiao Wu to the infirmary. When the school doctor saw her—a pig-like head, human body, and rabbit ears—he wondered what kind of fresh species this was.

Looking at that face, he suddenly felt an urge to slap it a couple of times himself.

Wang Sheng had to explain the situation all over again.

The school doctor set Xiao Wu's broken arm, applied medicine to her swollen, pig-like face, and wrapped it in gauze.

Once the treatment was finished, Wang Sheng and the others brought Xiao Wu back to Dorm Seven.

Upon arriving at Dorm Seven, Wang Sheng dumped Xiao Wu onto a bare wooden bed frame.

Why didn't he put her on a mattress?

Xiao Wu hadn't brought a quilt, though she did have bedding, but she had fought with Wang Sheng the moment she arrived, so the bed hadn't been made, and no one was going to make it for her.

What about other people's beds?

Why on earth would anyone let her use their bed?

Watching Xiao Wu lying on the bare wooden slats, Qian Renyu said, "Are you just going to leave a classmate on a wooden frame?"

"Well, should I make the bed for her?" Wang Sheng asked cautiously.

"Don't be foolish."

"Classmate Xiao Wu is severely injured; the top priority right now is her recovery."

"And what would be most conducive to her recovery?"

"Naturally, it's to stay grounded."

"So, putting Classmate Xiao Wu on the floor will do just fine."

After saying this, Qian Renyu glanced at Zhang Zhuan, who understood immediately, grabbed Xiao Wu from the wooden frame, and tossed her onto the floor.