Sister Le Xuan's Faintly Yandere Tendencies, Old Woman Zhou Wants to Suppress Mu Tianyi

With Ma Xiaotao gone, this farce finally came to an end.

The crowd gathered in the small courtyard gradually dispersed, and the heads poking out from the upper floors retreated one by one.

Mu Tianyi and Gongyang Mo headed up to the third floor, found room 307, and pushed the door open to enter.

The dormitory was not large, containing two single beds, two sets of desks and chairs, two wardrobes, and a south-facing window that provided good lighting.

A thin layer of dust covered the floor and tabletops, clearly indicating it hadn't been occupied for a while.

The two rolled up their sleeves, divided the labor, and began cleaning the dormitory.

By the time the dormitory was thoroughly cleaned, the sky outside the window had already darkened.

The setting sun dyed the horizon a deep orange, spilling into the room through the window lattice and casting long shadows across the floor.

Mu Tianyi wiped the sweat from his forehead, straightened up, and turned to look at Gongyang Mo:

"It's about done. Want to go out for dinner? My treat."

Gongyang Mo's eyes lit up, and he was just about to agree.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The door was rapped upon.

The two looked toward the entrance simultaneously, feeling puzzled.

They had just moved in and didn't even know their neighbors; who would be coming to visit at this hour?

Gongyang Mo put down his rag and walked over to pull the door open.

A young girl stood at the threshold.

Her smooth black hair hung down to her waist, and a few stray strands were lifted by the evening breeze, revealing a fair and delicate face.

Her features were gentle and soft, and her eyes were as clear as water, currently curved into a slight smile.

She wore the purple uniform of a Shrek Inner Court student, the deep purple fabric accentuating her skin, which was as smooth as lard, and outlining her slender waist.

Behind her, the twilight filtering in from the end of the corridor bathed her in a warm, orange glow.

Gongyang Mo was stunned.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen beautiful girls before.

Coming from a prestigious family, he had seen plenty of beauties, but the girl before him gave him a completely different feeling.

That temperament, gentle to the bone, was like a beam of sunlight spilling in through a window on a spring afternoon.

It wasn't blinding or ostentatious; it just rested there quietly, yet it made it impossible to look away.

"Hello, who are you looking for?..."

Gongyang Mo spoke subconsciously.

The girl didn't look at him; her gaze passed over his shoulder and landed directly on Mu Tianyi inside the room.

Those gentle, water-like eyes scanned him over and over again before she slowly let out a sigh of relief, as if a stone that had been hanging in her heart had finally fallen to the ground.

She stepped into the dormitory, the hem of her purple skirt sweeping lightly across the floor, bringing a faint floral scent with her as she passed Gongyang Mo.

Gongyang Mo remained in the posture of holding the door, frozen in the doorway, with only one thought left in his mind.

Who is this?

What is her relationship with Brother Tianyi?

Mu Tianyi also noticed Zhang Lexuan.

Watching the girl walk into the dormitory, Mu Tianyi's eyes widened.

Although... well.

This is the boys' dormitory!

My dear sister, what are you doing!

There's an outsider here.

As if sensing Mu Tianyi's gaze, Gongyang Mo gave him a "I know what's going on" look and flashed him a thumbs-up.

He then stepped out of the room with lightning speed and pulled the door shut behind him.

Gongyang Mo: Brother Tianyi is truly Brother Tianyi; on the very first day of school, a senior sister comes to boldly declare her love!

The moment the door closed, the dormitory fell silent.

Zhang Lexuan turned around to face Mu Tianyi.

The polite, distant smile on her face vanished, replaced by an undisguised concern.

She looked him up and down for a long time.

From his hair to his toes, and from his toes back to his hair, she confirmed that every part of him was intact before she slowly spoke.

"Are you hurt?"

"No." Mu Tianyi shook his head. "Just a three-ringed one, not enough to do that."

Zhang Lexuan pursed her lips and didn't reply.

She stepped closer, raised her hand, and let her cool fingertips gently touch Mu Tianyi's cheek, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead behind his ear.

The movement was light and slow, as if she were afraid of hurting him.

"I was in class when I heard," she said, her voice soft and devoid of discernible emotion. "First, there was a dragon's roar, and then word started spreading that two freshmen were fighting. I guessed it was you the moment I heard."

Mu Tianyi coughed dryly. "News travels fast."

Zhang Lexuan didn't smile.

She withdrew her hand, lowered her lashes, and fell silent for a moment.

Then, she looked up at him, her gentle eyes holding something Mu Tianyi had never seen before.

"I was thinking on my way here," she said. "If that girl was an Evil Soul Master, if she had really hurt you, if something had happened to you, what would I do?"

Mu Tianyi was slightly taken aback.

"I figured it out eventually," Zhang Lexuan continued, her tone still calm. "Wherever she hurt you, I would cripple her there. If she made you shed a drop of blood, I would make her shed a basin."

The air in the dormitory seemed to freeze.

Mu Tianyi looked at the young girl before him.

She still had that gentle face, those clear, water-like eyes, and the appearance of a refined lady from a scholarly family.

Yet, when she spoke those words, her tone was incredibly calm.

There was no gnashing of teeth, no murderous aura.

It was simply a heartfelt, matter-of-fact conviction:

If someone hurts you, I will make them pay the price.

Mu Tianyi was stunned.

For some reason, he felt a part of his heart stir.

"Sister Lexuan," Mu Tianyi said, choosing his words carefully, "that girl has already been driven off by me, and the academy has expelled her. It's over."

Zhang Lexuan looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded gently.

"That's good."

The corners of her mouth curved into a faint arc, and she returned to being the impossibly gentle Sister Lexuan.

She reached out to straighten Mu Tianyi's collar and brushed some invisible dust off his shoulder, her tone doting.

"Let's go. Take your little roommate to dinner; I'll treat you both to a meal out."

Mu Tianyi agreed and followed her outside.

As they reached the door, Zhang Lexuan suddenly stopped, tilted her head to look at him, and added, "Tianyi, if anything like this happens again, come straight to me."

"I don't like hearing news of you being in trouble from anyone else's mouth."

Her voice remained gentle, but the sincerity in her eyes made Mu Tianyi feel the girl's clumsy yet earnest love.

Late at night.

Zhou Yi sat at her desk, her thin, withered fingers clutching a file. Her seemingly cloudy eyes were currently flickering with an excited light.

Mu Tianyi, twelve years old, level 45 Soul Ancestor.

First and second soul rings are thousand-year, third and fourth soul rings are ten-thousand-year.

Martial Soul: Bright Sacred Dragon.

Zhou Yi's fingers rubbed repeatedly over the words "level 45," and the corners of her mouth curled up bit by bit.

She had taught at Shrek for decades and had seen all kinds of geniuses, but this was the first time she had encountered such a monster.

What did it mean that Shrek assigned such a genius to her class?

It meant the academy trusted her and recognized her ability.

Zhou Yi put the file down with satisfaction and leaned back in her chair.

A genius like this should be trained by her.

However...

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of shrewdness passing through her cloudy pupils.

The higher a student's talent, the more of a thorn in the side they tended to be.

Unruly, insubordinate, thinking their talent could solve everything.

On the first day of school, she would have to properly deflate his ego.

She would let him know that at Shrek, in Zhou Yi's class, dragons must coil and tigers must crouch.

Zhou Yi hooked her mouth into a sinister smile, tucked the file into a drawer, and blew out the lamp on the desk.