Let Heaven Judge the Loyal and the Treacherous!

"I'll make sure none of you can ever become Soul Masters!"

Long Yaochen watched the palm strike rushing straight at him without the slightest attempt to dodge.

Instead, golden light blazed from his body, and even the dragon-patterned halo behind his head grew increasingly dazzling, making it difficult for the students present to see what was happening.

"Stop!"

"Puh—!"

Just as an angry roar rang out, Long Yaochen spat blood and flew backward, slamming viciously into the rear wall of the classroom and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dressed in white, Yan Shaozhe held down Zhou Yi's hand. His face was full of fury, yet a trace of puzzlement flashed through his eyes.

She... hadn't even hit him, had she?

Long Yaochen's performance had made even him, a Super Douluo, think he had arrived too late.

After learning that Long Yaochen had been assigned to this class, Yan Shaozhe had been waiting nearby ever since class began.

He had been waiting for Zhou Yi to make a move, so he could descend with righteous justice.

But why was this situation completely different from what he had expected?

Whatever...

Yan Shaozhe's expression darkened, and he nearly ground out several words through clenched teeth. "Get... go get Fan Yu! I want him to see what this madwoman has done!"

Sea God Island, Sea God Pavilion.

Yan Shaozhe immediately brought the listless Long Yaochen here to find Mu En.

But upon entering, he did not see Mu En. Instead, a wheelchair sat quietly by the window.

Hearing someone enter, the wheelchair gently turned.

A girl whose body was wrapped in bandages sat in it. Her black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her features were exquisite, though her face was exceptionally pale.

It added a hint of fragility to her already quiet and gentle temperament.

Making Long Yaochen unable to help looking at her a few more times.

That day at Sea God Pavilion, he had been too busy enjoying Xuan Zi's humiliation to pay attention to this Senior Sister of the Inner Court.

"Dean Yan..."

Seeing Yan Shaozhe arrive, Zhang Lexuan instinctively tried to rise and greet him, but lacked the strength to do so.

"Lexuan, you're injured. There's no need to stand on ceremony."

Yan Shaozhe hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that she need not get up, before asking, "Is Mu En not in Sea God Pavilion?"

Zhang Lexuan shook her head. "I don't know where he has gone either. What brings you here, Dean Yan?"

"Oh, it's nothing major. This kid had a conflict with an Outer Court teacher, so I brought him to let Mu En make the decision," Yan Shaozhe said succinctly.

He had a conflict with a teacher?

After seeing Long Yaochen, Zhang Lexuan unconsciously frowned.

Wasn't this the person who had berated Xuan Zi a few days ago?

Zhang Lexuan had not had a very favorable impression of him to begin with.

He disregarded the bigger picture and was far too sharp-edged.

Combined with the values Shrek had instilled in her over the years, she almost immediately assumed—

He had probably been unable to endure Shrek's strict education, contradicted a teacher, and was now being brought by Dean Yan to ask Mu En to mediate.

Sigh... She really did not know why the Pavilion Elders treated him so politely.

"Mu En may return soon. Please wait a moment."

However, Zhang Lexuan said nothing more. After leaving behind that sentence, she continued gazing out the window.

Less than half an incense stick later, Mu En still had not arrived.

But Zhou Yi and Fan Yu had.

Ahead of them was a burly figure leading the way, occasionally turning back to give a few instructions.

"Once you're inside, don't look around. State your case if you have one, air your grievances if you have them.

Remember, don't lie. Old Qian will back you up!

I want to see which student has the audacity to provoke a Shrek teacher!"

Yan Shaozhe naturally heard Qian Duoduo's words. The corner of his mouth lifted in a barely noticeable curve before quickly flattening again.

"Yan Grass Chicken, your student contradicted a teacher, and you're doing nothing about it?" Qian Duoduo's voice came first, followed by his entrance. "You even brought him to Sea God Pavilion to let Mu En decide? What, do you have an illegitimate son? That's some—"

His originally booming voice grew softer and softer after he entered, until he could no longer speak at all.

Because his eyes immediately landed on the familiar figure beside Yan Shaozhe.

When the Dragon Emperor Douluo's pressure had enveloped Sea God Pavilion that day, he had naturally been present as well.

"Go on. Why did you stop talking?" Yan Shaozhe looked at Qian Duoduo with a faintly amused expression.

Honestly, he wished he could drag the Dragon Emperor Douluo here right now and let this old bastard Qian Duoduo experience a slap from a Limit Douluo.

"Dean Qian, Fan Yu, it was him! This little bast—new student."

Following them inside, Zhou Yi saw Long Yaochen's appearance and had wanted to curse him out. But sensing that the setting was inappropriate, she hurriedly changed her words and spoke through gritted teeth.

"Dean Yan, Zhou Yi has worked hard for so many years. Even if she has no merit, she has put in effort, hasn't she?"

Fan Yu's face darkened. Taking a step forward, he wanted to demand an explanation from Yan Shaozhe. "Don't you think...?"

Yan Shaozhe did not even blink. He continued looking at Qian Duoduo as though Fan Yu did not exist.

"Old Qian, if you don't discipline the dogs under your command once in a while, they start thinking they're the masters." Yan Shaozhe's tone was utterly calm, yet carried a hint of chill.

If I can't deal with Long Yaochen, can't I at least deal with the two of you?

Slap—!

A crisp slap echoed through the great hall of Sea God Pavilion, instantly shattering its tranquil atmosphere.

Even Zhang Lexuan, who had been admiring the view, instinctively turned around.

"Dean Qian?" Zhou Yi stared at Qian Duoduo in disbelief.

Hadn't Fan Yu brought him here to support her?

Why had he turned around and slapped her instead?

"This..."

Fan Yu's expression froze.

He was not stupid.

The person who could make Qian Duoduo's attitude change so drastically before and after entering could not possibly be Yan Shaozhe.

Almost immediately, he turned his gaze toward Long Yaochen, who had remained silent all this time.

There was only one person who could cause Dean Qian's attitude to change so dramatically.

Sure enough, Long Yaochen was leaning against the back of his chair, his face still somewhat pale, though the corner of his lips held an amused smile.

That weak appearance did not seem entirely feigned.

But the gloating in his eyes could not have been more genuine.

It was over...

Fan Yu's heart sank. After hearing Zhou Yi embellish the story of how she had been contradicted, he had immediately called for Qian Duoduo to back them up.

Yet he had unconsciously overlooked what it meant that Yan Shaozhe would rather bring the student to Sea God Pavilion than punish him directly.

"Teacher Zhou truly deserves to be called a teacher, upholding the belief that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities.

You went straight to causing trouble in Sea God Pavilion, even provoking the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department.

Impressive, truly impressive.

I really should learn more from you!"

Long Yaochen's words seemed poisoned, instantly twisting Zhou Yi's face.

She wanted to say something, but when she saw Qian Duoduo's threatening look, her entire face flushed red.

She looked exactly like a cured ham.

"Yaochen, how do you want to handle this?"

Seeing that Zhou Yi no longer dared to spout nonsense, Qian Duoduo finally forced out a fawning smile and asked softly.

"Dean Qian, you have no idea how hard Teacher Zhou hit me just now. She sent me from one end of the classroom all the way to the other. Right now, it feels like all my organs have shifted out of place." Long Yaochen put on a pitiful expression and vividly described everything that had just happened.

"If you don't believe me, ask Dean Yan. He and all the students saw it with their own eyes!" The more Long Yaochen spoke, the more aggrieved he sounded, as though he had suffered some monstrous injustice.

When Qian Duoduo looked over, Yan Shaozhe's expression became somewhat strange. He could only close his eyes and nod along.

"That did indeed happen."

That wasn't what happened! That wasn't what happened! This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

Panic filled Zhou Yi's eyes, and none of her previous arrogance remained.

She clearly had not even touched the corner of Long Yaochen's clothes!

But Yan Shaozhe had nodded.

Qian Duoduo fell silent.

Even Fan Yu looked away at that moment.

"You! Puh—!"

Zhou Yi directly spat out a mouthful of blood. Countless words in her mind condensed into a single sentence.

Let Heaven judge the loyal and the treacherous!

What sin had she committed to encounter this little bastard?