My Cheap Teacher Is Angry!

Shrek Academy.

Second-floor balcony.

Qian Renxue, dressed in simple white casual attire, leaned lazily against a rattan rocking chair. Her phoenix eyes gazed into the distance, a flicker of imperceptible anticipation hidden deep within them.

Beside her, Qian Linfeng kept his head bowed, nervously reporting the events of Lin Feng's recent trip to the Star Dou Forest exactly as they had unfolded.

When she heard that Lin Feng had actually absorbed a 4,500-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear soul ring, her beautiful brows furrowed sharply.

"Young Master, you didn't see the scene back then. The situation with that little ancestor was terrifying. His body's meridians were on the verge of collapse from the impact of the soul ring's energy, and he was covered in blood from head to toe..."

As these words left his lips, the heart of Qian Renxue, usually as calm and waveless as a still lake, was instantly seized by panic.

She stood up abruptly from the rocking chair, cutting Qian Linfeng off mid-sentence, and demanded urgently.

"Is he alright? Where is he now?"

Her indifferent tone was laced with agitation, and her body trembled slightly.

It was the first time Qian Linfeng had ever seen the usually steady-as-a-mountain Young Master react so intensely over someone. He was slightly stunned, but without time to overthink it, he hurriedly moved to reassure her.

"Young Master, there is no need to worry. Lin Feng successfully absorbed the soul ring, and with his own healing abilities, he is fine. At the very least, I saw him smiling."

He paused, his tone turning serious.

"Young Master, Lin Feng is far too important to us. We absolutely cannot let this little ancestor take such risks again."

"I watched with my own eyes as he walked through the gates of hell, yet afterward, he didn't show a shred of lingering fear. Looking at how happy he was, I fear that next time, he will rely on that Death Escape soul skill of his to attempt absorbing an even higher-year soul ring."

"Oh, and Young Master, during this absorption, Lin Feng also unexpectedly obtained a right-palm External Soul Bone from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. He just finished absorbing it, but it hasn't fully fused yet."

Qian Renxue pressed her crimson lips into a thin line, a surge of uncontrollable anger welling up from the depths of her heart.

She applied a slight pressure, and the white porcelain teacup in her hand was instantly crushed into fine shards, cold tea mixing with porcelain dust as it fell to the floor.

After a long moment, she dropped a cold, indifferent sentence clearly tinged with displeasure, then turned and walked downstairs.

"I know."

As for that External Soul Bone—the kind that would drive even a Title Douluo mad and incite bloody conflicts—she didn't give it a second thought, nor did she harbor the slightest bit of covetousness for it.

She had never wanted much; she only wanted her little Lin to stay obediently by her side. That was enough.

Flender landed steadily on the Shrek Academy training grounds with Lin Feng. Before leaving, he reached out to pat the boy's shoulder, a meaningful, cunning smile on his face.

"Kid, good luck."

Lin Feng watched his retreating back, rolled his eyes, and muttered under his breath.

"How bizarre! Calling me unlucky—I think you're the one who looks like a jinx."

He didn't take Flender's words to heart at all. His mind was entirely occupied by the rich harvest from his trip to the Star Dou Forest. Humming a little tune, he headed toward his own small, single-story house.

"Times have changed for this young master. I've got money in my hands now; once I get back, I'm going to unlock all the remaining Godly Gear in the shop."

At the thought of unlocking new Godly Gear, Lin Feng's pace quickened.

But the moment he pushed open his door, his footsteps came to a sudden, jarring halt.

Qian Renxue was sitting there, dressed in simple white loungewear, leaning lazily against a chair. Even with her defenses down and her posture relaxed, she remained breathtakingly beautiful.

His gaze was involuntarily drawn to the shapely curves that even the loose loungewear couldn't conceal. When he met that suffocatingly beautiful face, he felt a warm stream in his nose.

If nothing else, his cheap teacher really had a top-tier figure.

Lin Feng put on a beaming smile and hurried over.

"My dear teacher, it's been a long time. This student has missed you to death."

As expected, that old thing Flender just wanted to scam me out of a thousand Gold Soul Coins. How is this bad luck? This is clearly peak good fortune. Does he really think he can swindle my money with such low-end tricks?

Qian Renxue stared at him with her phoenix eyes and spoke faintly.

"Little Lin, it's only been a few months, but you've certainly grown capable."

"Teacher, what are you talking about? I'm a bit confused."

The smile on Lin Feng's face froze instantly. He blinked in bewilderment, his brain racing as he frantically replayed everything he had done recently.

Strange, I don't think I've done anything to make her angry! What is going on?

Qian Renxue looked straight at him and said coldly:

"You're still playing dumb with me? The soul ring!"

"Teacher, how did you know?"

Lin Feng gave a violent start. He instantly recalled the punchable smile on Flender's face before he left and realized what had happened. Gritting his teeth, he muttered:

"I get it now, Teacher. Did Flender just report me to you? Damn it, I knew that old thief was full of bad intentions."

So that's where he was waiting for me! Playing it like that, huh?

Fine, fine, fine! Flender, you just wait.

Lin Feng's eyes darted around, and he immediately put on a flattering smile, laughing it off to change the subject.

"Teacher, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Wait right there; I've recently developed a new dish, and I'll go make it for you to try."

As he spoke, he greased his heels and hurriedly turned to slip away toward the kitchen.

"Come here and sit down, right now."

Qian Renxue's phoenix eyes stared coldly at his retreating back, her clear, indifferent tone brook no argument.

"Otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Oh!"

Lin Feng's footsteps faltered, his heart skipping a beat as he realized this convenient teacher of his was truly enraged.

He shuffled sheepishly over to the chair beside Qian Renxue and sat down, feeling the temperature drop by several degrees; one could only say that the "Teacher-version" air conditioner was truly refreshing—not only was his body cold, but his heart was chilled as well...

Watching his obedient demeanor, the fire in Qian Renxue's heart dissipated slightly.

"Little Lin, did I not tell you before that you are forbidden from absorbing spirit rings beyond your level? Do you truly believe that you will have such good luck every single time?"

This incident had truly infuriated her. The moment she thought of the report from Qian Linfeng, describing Lin Feng covered in blood and on the verge of death, an unprecedented panic she could not control surged within her, as if the entire world were collapsing.

She loathed this feeling of loss, something she had never experienced before.

Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere, Lin Feng coughed lightly and braced himself to offer a defense.

"Teacher, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

"As the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger. By absorbing this spirit ring beyond my level, my Soul Power Level broke through four ranks at once! Four whole ranks! It saved me nearly a year of bitter cultivation. Risk and opportunity go hand in hand; isn't it worth it?"

"Lin Feng!"

The anger Qian Renxue had just suppressed flared up again instantly, her chest heaving slightly. Before he could finish, she leaned over, reached out, grabbed his ear, and gritted her teeth.

"You treat my words like wind passing by your ears, don't you? Wealth is sought in danger, is it? Very worth it, is it?"

A sharp, stinging pain radiated from his ear. Lin Feng first winced and bared his teeth in pain, then retorted unconvinced.

"Teacher, I have the Death Escape Godly Gear; even if the absorption failed, I would still..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt the cool, soft hand pinching his ear tighten slightly.

He realized instantly that this convenient teacher was serious and immediately changed his tune to be sensible.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Teacher, I was wrong, I was truly wrong!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly reached out and gently grasped her small hand that was pinching his ear, while cursing Flender to the depths of hell in his heart.

Damn that Flender; does he not know that the most important rule when wandering the world is to be disloyal? To think he actually dared to sell me out—I'll remember this debt.