The Young Miss Has Arrived! Everybody, Make Way!

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

Oscar's eyes widened.

Ma Hongjun's jaw dropped too.

Only Fu Wen remained calm.

"Her name is Ning Rongrong. Her Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and she has Innate Full Soul Power. She's now a One-Ring Soul Master."

Flender continued, "Once she gets here, you'll need to get along with her. But she's been spoiled since she was little, so she might have a bit of a temper."

"A bad temper?"

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck. "What do we do?"

"What do we do?" Flender glanced at Fu Wen. "Your Brother Wen has a way."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar looked at Fu Wen at the same time.

Fu Wen remained calm and said mildly, "We'll see when she gets here."

That afternoon, Flender's reply was delivered to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi smiled after reading the letter.

Flender's reply was simple, only a few lines: "Sect Master Ning, I would not dare refuse your trust. Once Rongrong arrives, I'll treat her just like my other students. I'll scold her when she needs scolding and punish her when she needs punishing. As for tuition and the sausages, we can discuss those after Rongrong enrolls."

Ning Fengzhi handed the letter to Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

After reading it, Chen Xin nodded. "This Flender seems like an honest man."

Gu Rong read it too. He said nothing, but the expression on his face softened considerably.

"Then let's get ready." Ning Fengzhi stood up. "In three days, I'll personally take Rongrong to Shrek Academy."

" Sect Master, are you sure you don't need us to go along?" Chen Xin asked.

"No need." Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "Flender can be trusted. Besides..."

He paused. "Rongrong needs to face things on her own."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance and said no more.

Three days later.

Shrek Academy.

Flender stood at the entrance with three children, waiting for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's carriage.

Ma Hongjun stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to peer into the distance. "Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"What's the rush?" Oscar was on tiptoe too, even more impatient than Ma Hongjun.

Fu Wen stood at the back. He looked calm, but a trace of anticipation glimmered in his eyes.

Ning Rongrong.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The greatest support-type Martial Soul in the world.

She was coming.

At noon, a magnificent carriage appeared at the entrance to Shrek Academy.

The carriage was gilded from end to end, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's crest was set into its side.

A seven-story pagoda gleamed in the sunlight.

The carriage wasn't pulled by horses, but by two snow-white Soul Beasts. They were tall and elegant, clearly no ordinary creatures.

"Now that's quite the entrance," Oscar muttered.

Ma Hongjun was completely dumbstruck, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

Fu Wen remained calm, but a ripple crossed his eyes.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly lived up to its reputation.

The carriage stopped, and its door opened.

A middle-aged man dressed in white stepped out first. He had a refined face and a gentle air about him. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Dean Flender, I've heard much about you."

Ning Fengzhi cupped his hands in greeting, his manner humble and utterly free of a sect master's airs.

"You're too kind, Sect Master Ning."

Flender returned the greeting, privately nodding in approval.

This sect master was far more easygoing than he'd expected.

"Rongrong, come down."

Ning Fengzhi turned and called into the carriage.

There was no answer.

Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile and called again. "Rongrong, we're here."

"I know!"

A crisp voice came from inside the carriage, laced with obvious impatience.

Then a little girl in a pink dress hopped out of the carriage.

She looked about six, with delicate features and a pair of lively, bright eyes.

But right now, those eyes were full of disdain.

"So this is Shrek Academy?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the run-down school gate, then at the cracked, shabby wooden sign. Her lips curled.

"Dad, are you sure we're in the right place? This is so shabby."

Flender's mouth twitched.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance. They saw the same thought in each other's eyes: This is going to be trouble.

"Rongrong, don't be rude."

Ning Fengzhi's voice grew stern. "This is Dean Flender. Say hello to him."

Ning Rongrong pouted and reluctantly called out, "Hello, Dean Flender."

"Good, good."

Flender smiled and didn't take it to heart.

He'd met plenty of geniuses. Ning Rongrong wasn't the first difficult one.

"These three are students at the academy."

Flender pointed to the three children beside him. "This is Oscar, this is Ma Hongjun, and this is Fu Wen."

"Hello."

Ning Rongrong looked over the three of them. Her gaze lingered on Oscar for a moment, then moved to Ma Hongjun, and finally settled on Fu Wen.

Fu Wen remained calm and expressionless.

Ning Rongrong frowned and looked away.

She didn't like him.

She couldn't say why. She just didn't.

"Rongrong, starting today, you'll be studying at Shrek Academy."

Ning Fengzhi crouched down and looked into his daughter's eyes. "Listen to your teachers and get along with your classmates."

"I know, I know."

Ning Rongrong waved her hand impatiently.

Ning Fengzhi stood up and looked at Flender, an apologetic note in his eyes.

"Dean Flender, I'll be entrusting Rongrong to you."

"Rest assured, Sect Master Ning."

Flender nodded. "I'll do my best."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and turned to get back into the carriage.

After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, Dad's leaving."

"Mm."

Ning Rongrong answered without looking at him.

Ning Fengzhi sighed and climbed into the carriage.

The carriage rolled away slowly, disappearing at the end of the road.

Ning Rongrong stood at the entrance to the academy, watching the carriage disappear. Her eyes grew a little red.

But she bit her lip and held back her tears.

"Come on, let's go inside."

Flender glanced at her and turned toward the academy.

The dean's office.

Flender sat in his chair, looking at Ning Rongrong, who stood before him.

"Ning Rongrong, starting today, you're a student at Shrek Academy."

"The academy has its rules. The first is obedience."

"When a teacher tells you to do something, you do it. No talking back, and no throwing tantrums."

"The second is getting along with your fellow students."

"You're not allowed to bully anyone or demand special treatment."

"The third is working hard at your training."

"You must complete your daily training. If you don't, you don't get to eat."

"Do you understand?"

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips. "I understand."

"Louder."

"I understand!"

Ning Rongrong raised her voice, but her tone was full of defiance.

Flender looked at her and said nothing more.

"Fu Wen, take her to the dormitory."

The dormitory building.

Fu Wen walked ahead, with Ning Rongrong following behind.

"This is your room."

Fu Wen pushed open a door. "Everything's ready. Take a look and see if anything's missing."

Ning Rongrong entered the room and looked around.

It wasn't very big: a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.

Simple, but clean.

She frowned but said nothing.

"Oh, right."

Fu Wen stood in the doorway. "The academy has a rule: you take care of your own business."

"Make your bed, fold your blanket, wash your clothes—you do it all yourself."

"No one's going to help you."