Long Yaochen: I Clearly Didn't Do Anything...

Bang—!

The classroom door was kicked open, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present.

Quite a few students wailed inwardly.

Is this ever going to end?!

Could they not even finish a single complete class in one day?

However, the moment many of them saw who had arrived, gasps rang out throughout the room.

Hiss—

Why was there another beauty with such a completely different style?

Ma Xiaotao wore a fiery red gauze dress that perfectly outlined her stunning figure.

Although a red veil covered her face, the pale pink eyes exposed beneath it held an enchanting, soul-stirring allure.

She stood in stark contrast to Zhang Lexuan at the lectern.

Quite a few students looked at Zhang Lexuan, then at Ma Xiaotao.

For a moment, they were utterly dazzled.

But for these inexperienced freshmen, a bold beauty like Ma Xiaotao was clearly even more eye-catching. She was practically a living, breathing temptress!

Yet the very next second, this temptress in everyone's eyes dropped something into the classroom like a fixed-charge soul tool bomb.

"Who is Freshman Class One's homeroom teacher? How dare they bully my fiancé? Are they tired of living?"

Crack—

The sound of breaking hearts echoed in every boy's chest.

She actually had a fiancé?

Wait, did she mean...

Every freshman's gaze followed the red-haired girl's murderous stare and landed in unison on Long Yaochen in the back row.

Seeing Long Yaochen's calm expression, everyone nearly let out the same inward cry.

Are you kidding?!

It was one thing for an incomparably beautiful Senior Sister, gentle and fragile enough to evoke sympathy, to come all this way just to become his homeroom teacher.

But now another top-tier beauty with a scorching figure and terrifying strength had appeared?

And the first thing she said was "fiancé"?!

Was this guy here to study at Shrek, or to shop for women at Shrek?!

You did nothing wrong... but we could no longer call you our brother!

Meanwhile, Wang Dong had gone completely rigid in her seat. She could hardly believe her ears.

...Fiancé?!

Could someone explain what the hell "fiancé" meant?!

You bastard, wasn't bringing an Inner Court Senior Sister back enough? You even hooked up with a fiancée?!

And... how was every single one more outrageous than the last?

Her gaze involuntarily flicked toward those surging curves, and an even greater wave of embarrassment and indignation rushed to her head.

Long Yaochen! Are you ever going to stop?!

Her back teeth were nearly ground to dust, while an inexplicable flame scorched her heart until it ached.

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

I almost forgot about this troublemaker...

"I'd like to see which blind Outer Court teacher dared bully my man..."

Ma Xiaotao snorted coldly. Carrying the violent aura of an Inner Court powerhouse, she swept an intensely aggressive gaze toward the lectern.

However, the instant her eyes met those of the black-haired woman at the lectern—dressed in a plain white gown, pale-faced yet still dignified and gentle—

Whoosh—

The Evil Fire that had been raging wildly a moment ago seemed to have been doused headfirst with a basin of ice water, extinguished completely in an instant.

The murderous look on Ma Xiaotao's face froze abruptly. Even her beautiful pink eyes contracted sharply, and her voice cracked on the spot from shock and instinctive panic.

"Se... Senior Sister?!"

Zhang Lexuan stood quietly behind the lectern without releasing any Soul Power. She merely looked at Ma Xiaotao with calm, unruffled eyes, a hint of displeasure in her voice. "Xiaotao. Since when did you transfer to the Outer Court to serve as dean of discipline?"

That one mild sentence made Ma Xiaotao jump like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I... no, Senior Sister, listen to my explanation!"

Ma Xiaotao was completely flustered.

On her way here, she had happened to run into Dean Qian. The moment she heard that Long Yaochen had been bullied by that old hag Zhou Yi, she had rushed over in a panic.

She had never imagined that the latter half of what she had not heard would be so important...

"There's no need to explain. Article Seven of Shrek's school rules strictly prohibits disrupting normal teaching order."

Zhang Lexuan lowered her eyes slightly. Her tone was gentle, yet carried unquestionable authority. "Since you're already here, find a seat and listen to this class. Whatever it is, we can discuss it after class."

"Yes... Senior Sister."

Seeing that Zhang Lexuan had not made things difficult for her, Ma Xiaotao, who had been a little demon king just moments ago, now lowered her head obediently like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

Then, under the dazed gazes of every freshman in Class One, the voluptuous Inner Court senior strode on her long legs directly to the empty seat on Long Yaochen's left, pulled out the chair, and slowly sat down.

If looks could kill, Long Yaochen felt he would have already been riddled with holes.

The two biggest holes came from either side of him.

On the left.

Although Ma Xiaotao sat upright, the gaze hidden behind her red veil was carving into Long Yaochen like a blade. Through voice transmission, she gritted out, "Well, well. You said you were coming to the Inner Court to find me. Not only did you forget about me, you ran off to flirt around and even hooked up with Senior Sister. Not bad! And here I was, rushing over in a panic to see whether you were all right. Also, who's this pretty-boy sissy sitting on your right?!"

On the right.

Wang Dong's pen tip had already carved deep marks into the desk.

With her arms crossed over her chest, she turned sideways. Her pink-blue eyes were filled with resentment and indignation as she glared viciously at Long Yaochen. Though she did not use voice transmission, even the dog Long Yaochen had raised in his previous life could understand her look.

Fiancée... Senior Sister... You're really something! How many more do you have?!

Even Zhang Lexuan, though she was explaining the fundamentals of martial souls from the lectern, would send a cold glance toward Long Yaochen every so often.

At the heart of the storm, Long Yaochen continued staring expressionlessly at the blackboard, but inwardly, he was breaking down.

What a sin!

I clearly didn't do anything. Why are you all looking at me like that?!

This was an unbearably long class for everyone in Freshman Class One. Never before had a class made everyone hope so desperately that it would not end.

But—

Ding-ding-ding—!

The dismissal bell rang in the end.

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

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

What kind of mess was this? Why had Mu En insisted on making her come out to substitute teach?

Once the icy pressure from the lectern left, the classroom atmosphere immediately became strange.

The freshmen who normally ran faster than anyone the instant the bell rang did not have a single person stand up.

Some held their books upside down as they pretended to read, some scribbled furiously into blank notebooks, and others acted as though they were intensely discussing martial soul theory with their desk mates... Yet without exception, everyone's peripheral vision was glued firmly to the back row.

This was earth-shattering gossip!

A student who had challenged a teacher on the first day of school not only had the academy arrange for a beautiful Senior Sister to be his homeroom teacher, but now an unbelievably gorgeous fiancée had suddenly appeared to avenge him. Even his roommate was outrageously good-looking.

Damn it!

But wasn't this more entertaining than a soul battle tournament?!

"What are you looking at?!"

Ma Xiaotao finally could not hold it in any longer. She slammed a hand down on the desk, and the pressure of a Soul Emperor erupted with a boom. "Keep staring, and I'll burn your whole class to ashes!"