Long Yaochen: I Clearly Did Nothing...

BANG—!

The classroom door was kicked open, the sound instantly drawing every eye in the room.

Many students groaned inwardly.

Is there no end to this?!

Can't we even finish a single class in peace?

However, the moment many of them saw who had arrived, a chorus of sharp gasps echoed through the room.

Hiss—

How is there another beauty with such a completely different style?

Ma Xiaotao was dressed in a fiery red, sheer gauze gown that traced her proud, curvaceous figure to perfection.

Although a red veil covered her face, the pair of pale pink eyes revealed beneath it held a soul-snaring allure.

She stood in stark contrast to Zhang Lexuan, who stood at the podium.

Many students looked from Zhang Lexuan to Ma Xiaotao.

For a moment, they were utterly dazzled.

But to these sheltered freshmen, the flamboyant beauty of Ma Xiaotao was clearly more eye-catching—she was a living, breathing femme fatale!

Yet, the next second, this woman whom everyone saw as a goddess dropped a bombshell into the classroom that hit like a fixed-position soul-guided bomb.

"Who is the head teacher of Freshman Class One? You actually dare to bully my fiancé? Are you tired of living?"

Crack—

The sound of hearts shattering echoed in the depths of every male student's chest.

She actually has a fiancé?

Wait, she couldn't possibly mean...

All the freshmen's gazes followed the red-haired girl's murderous glare, landing in unison on Long Yaochen in the back row.

Seeing Long Yaochen's calm expression, everyone let out a silent wail in their hearts at the same time.

Are you kidding me?!

It's one thing that a gentle, fragile, and heartbreakingly beautiful senior sister came all the way here just to be his head teacher.

Now another bombshell with a hot body and terrifying strength pops up?

And the first thing out of her mouth is "fiancé"?!

Is this guy here at Shrek to study, or is he here at Shrek to stock up on wives?!

You aren't wrong... but we can only say you are no longer our brother!

At this moment, Wang Dong was completely frozen in her seat; she couldn't even believe her own ears.

...Fiancé?!

Can someone explain to her what the hell a fiancé is?!

You bastard, it wasn't enough to bring back an inner courtyard senior sister, now you've hooked a fiancée too?!

And... how is each one more outrageous than the last?

Her eyes subconsciously drifted toward that surging, voluptuous figure, and immediately, a wave of even greater shame and annoyance rushed to the top of her head.

Long Yaochen! Are you ever going to stop?!

She nearly ground her back teeth to dust, her heart scorched by an nameless fire.

At the center of everyone's attention, Long Yaochen rested his forehead in one hand and sighed silently.

I almost forgot about this trouble...

"I want to see which blind teacher in the outer courtyard dares to bully my man..."

Ma Xiaotao let out a cold snort, carrying the violent aura of an inner courtyard powerhouse as her gaze swept toward the podium with extreme aggression.

However, the moment her eyes met those of the black-haired woman standing behind the podium—who wore a plain white dress and, despite her pale complexion, remained dignified and gentle—

Whoosh—

The evil fire that had been raging violently a second ago was as if doused by a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguished without a trace.

The murderous look on Ma Xiaotao's face froze abruptly, and even those beautiful pink eyes contracted violently. Her voice cracked on the spot from shock and instinctive panic:

"S-Senior Sister?!"

Zhang Lexuan stood quietly behind the podium. She didn't release any soul power, simply watching Ma Xiaotao with calm, unruffled eyes, her tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction: "Xiaotao. How come I didn't know you had transferred to the outer courtyard to become the dean of students?"

That single, plain sentence made Ma Xiaotao jump like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I... no, Senior Sister, listen to me explain!"

Ma Xiaotao was completely panicked.

She had run into Dean Qian on her way here, and upon hearing that Long Yaochen had been bullied by that old hag Zhou Yi, she had rushed over in a burning rage.

He never dreamed that the second half of the sentence he failed to hear would be so important...

"There is no need for explanations. Article Seven of the Shrek school rules strictly forbids interfering with the normal order of instruction."

Zhang Lexuan lowered her eyes slightly, her tone gentle yet carrying an unquestionable majesty: "Since you have already entered, find a seat and sit down. Listen to the rest of the class. We can discuss whatever business you have after it ends."

"Yes... Senior Sister."

Seeing that Zhang Lexuan was not making things difficult for her, Ma Xiaotao, who had been a hell-raiser just a second ago, now looked like a primary school student who had done something wrong, lowering her head with extreme docility.

Following this, under the stunned gazes of all the students in Freshman Class One, this inner court senior with the fiery figure strode forward on her long legs, walked straight to the empty seat on the left of Long Yaochen, pulled out the chair, and sat down slowly.

If looks could kill, Long Yaochen felt he would have been riddled with a thousand holes by now.

The two largest holes were coming from his left and right sides.

On the left.

Although Ma Xiaotao sat perfectly straight, the gaze hidden beneath her red veil was carving into Long Yaochen like a blade. She used a voice transmitted via soul power, gritting her teeth:

"Very good, you. You promised to come to the inner court to find me, but not only did you forget me, you ran out to flirt with others and even hooked up with the Senior Sister. You're quite something! And here I was, rushing over in a panic to see if you were alright. Also, who is this sissy-looking pretty boy to your right?!"

On the right.

Wang Dong's pen tip had already gouged a deep mark into the desk.

She crossed her arms over her chest, turned her body to the side, and her powder-blue eyes were filled with resentment and indignation as she stared fixedly at Long Yaochen. Although she didn't use voice transmission, even the dog Long Yaochen raised in his past life could have understood that look:

Fiancée... Senior Sister... You're really something! Just how many more of them do you have?!

Even Zhang Lexuan on the podium, while lecturing on the basic theory of martial souls, swept her gaze coldly toward Long Yaochen's direction every so often.

Caught in the eye of the storm, Long Yaochen continued to stare at the blackboard with a blank expression, but inside, he was losing his composure.

What a disaster!

I clearly didn't do anything, so why are you all looking at me with those eyes?!

For everyone in Freshman Class One, this was a long, long class. Never before had a class felt like this; everyone was wishing it would never end.

But.

Ring-ring--!

The bell for the end of class finally rang out.

"Class dismissed. Assistant Instructor Long, remember to organize today's freshman roster and hand it to me."

With that, Zhang Lexuan pushed her own wheelchair and headed toward the door to get some air.

What a mess this all was; she had no idea why Mu En insisted on making her come out to substitute teach.

As soon as the cold pressure on the podium vanished, the atmosphere in the classroom turned instantly subtle.

The freshmen, who usually ran faster than anyone else the moment the bell rang, didn't have a single person stand up this time.

Some held their books upside down, some scribbled frantically on blank notebooks, and others pretended to be in heated discussions about martial soul theory with their seatmates... but without exception, everyone's peripheral vision was glued firmly to the back of the classroom.

This was a bombshell of a scandal!

A student who talked back to a teacher on the first day of school was not only assigned a beautiful Senior Sister by the school, but a stunning fiancée had suddenly appeared to take revenge for him, and even his roommate was impossibly good-looking.

Damn him!

But, wasn't this even more entertaining than a soul fighting match?!

"What are you looking at?!"

Ma Xiaotao finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She slammed her hand onto the desk, and the pressure of a Soul Emperor exploded outward: "Keep looking, and I'll burn this entire class to a crisp!"