Subduing Wang Dong'er, Call Me Master

"Oh, look at that, someone with a backbone!"

Wang Dong, or rather Wang Dong'er, who had been seen through by Huo Yuhao at a glance, remained standing at the doorway. She had no desire to step into this dusty room.

As for Huo Yuhao's words, she only found them amusing.

Seriously, these days, just about anyone dared to provoke her?

Did he not know who she was, or what kind of talent she possessed?

This guy, who looked clearly malnourished, actually wanted to fight me??

Looking for a beating, are we?

Thinking this, Wang Dong didn't hesitate and agreed immediately.

"Then come out, don't act like a sissy!"

You're the sissy—no, wait, you actually are a girl.

Huo Yuhao wanted to retort, but once he remembered that Wang Dong was currently disguised as a boy, he was instantly rendered speechless.

He decided not to waste any more breath on her, stood up, and walked toward the exit.

As he brushed past Wang Dong, he even heard her let out a huff of indignation.

Childish temper.

Huo Yuhao gave a faint mental assessment and shot her a glare.

"Hey! You dare glare at me!"

Wang Dong was like a powder keg, instantly exploding.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao didn't respond, she seemed to recall something else and asked with a hint of disdain.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Huo Yuhao."

Huo Yuhao couldn't be bothered to waste time here; he continued walking outside without stopping, speaking as he moved.

Wang Dong smiled slightly, sounding extremely confident.

"Heh, very well. I think this name of yours will soon disappear from Shrek Academy. Let's go, you stu—"

She was about to continue, only to realize Huo Yuhao hadn't even spared her a glance and was already nearly out of the dormitory building.

"You bastard!!"

Wang Dong was so angry she stomped her feet. Huo Yuhao's attitude toward her was unlike anything she had ever encountered in her life; even Big Uncle and Second Uncle back at the sect wouldn't dare ignore her like this!

She swore she would teach this rude guy a harsh lesson!

Yet, she completely forgot that she hadn't even knocked on the door earlier, having kicked it open instead.

The two arrived at the open space outside the dormitory. Mu En, who was lying by the entrance, opened his eyes with a look of interest.

Huo Yuhao knew Mu En was watching, but he didn't care.

At Shrek Academy, fighting was a perfectly normal occurrence.

According to the words of the devilish female teacher Zhou Yi, those who couldn't cause trouble were nothing but trash.

Furthermore, in Mu En's eyes, these were all trivial matters.

Could a life really be lost right under his nose?

Regardless, this fight between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong was inevitable, and he wasn't the least bit afraid.

It was the perfect opportunity to test the power of the Ghost Killing Art.

The two stood facing each other. Even now, Wang Dong still didn't look down on her clearly impoverished roommate, remaining in a relaxed and leisurely state.

In fact, if the person in front of her had been an ordinary soul master, she would indeed have had the right to do so.

But unfortunately, the person standing opposite her was Huo Yuhao.

"By the way, my name is Wang Dong. You better remember it."

"Because from now on, I'll be your boss. You'll do whatever I say."

Hearing Wang Dong's words, Huo Yuhao's heart stirred, and he countered.

"And what if you lose?"

"Naturally, I'll do whatever you say!"

Wang Dong replied without a second thought.

She felt even more contempt for Huo Yuhao; he didn't even understand such a basic principle, and this was the person who would be her roommate for a year?

Keep dreaming. Watch me beat you into running away today!

"So that means I can command you as I please?"

Huo Yuhao continued to ask.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Wang Dong felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he nodded heavily.

"If you win, from now on I will only take orders from you, Huo Yuhao!"

"I, Wang Dong, keep my word!"

"Good!"

Having obtained the answer he wanted, Huo Yuhao stopped wasting time. A pristine, jade-white "ten-year" spirit ring rose from beneath his feet.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's spirit ring, Wang Dong felt even more disdain. Not believing for a second that he could lose, he boasted brazenly.

"To deal with you, I don't even need to use my martial soul."

The next moment, Wang Dong surged forward like an arrow released from a bowstring. He raised his legs—which were disproportionately long—and kicked directly at Huo Yuhao's chest.

Huo Yuhao dodged to the side, even managing to grab hold of his ankle with a backhand motion.

Only then did Huo Yuhao realize, Some things are just genetically superior.

Looking at Wang Dong's legs, it was clear they were well-maintained... pfft, well-protected.

Seeing Huo Yuhao seize his leg, Wang Dong's willow-leaf brows arched in annoyance—or perhaps his legs were so well-protected that they were now overly sensitive. Regardless, he exerted force, attempting to pull his right leg free.

But it was then that Wang Dong realized this guy in front of him possessed astonishing strength. Relying on physical power alone, he found he couldn't pull his leg away.

The reason was simple: the Ghost Killing Art also provided a certain degree of reinforcement to physical strength.

After all, it was a cultivation technique provided by the Ghost Demon Venerable; naturally, it was quite comprehensive.

"You might still have a chance if you activate your martial soul now."

To ensure he would lose and be convinced of his defeat, Huo Yuhao offered a reminder.

"Don't look down on me!"

Wang Dong was unwilling to set aside his inner pride. With a ruthless thought, he used Huo Yuhao's hand to balance his body, lifted his left leg—which had been planted on the ground—and whipped it fiercely toward Huo Yuhao's head.

With the power behind this whip kick, Wang Dong was certain that if Huo Yuhao didn't defend, he might just have his head blown off!

Damn! He really is like a rabbit!

Huo Yuhao was well aware of this. After a sharp internal retort, he didn't panic; instead, he simply tossed Wang Dong'er's right leg upward.

This move made things uncomfortable for Wang Dong.

He instantly lost his balance, and the whip kick couldn't be retracted. He spun in the air several times before coming to a stop.

In the end, he had to rely on his agile reflexes to barely land on his feet.

Off to the side, Mu En nodded silently.

This polite little fellow has very quick combat reactions.

"I'm done playing with you."

The moment Wang Dong'er landed, Huo Yuhao spoke calmly. The next instant, he channeled the Ghost Killing Art. A terrifying killing intent radiated from within his body, locking directly onto Wang Dong.

That bone-chilling sensation made Wang Dong shiver violently.

This feeling... could it be that Big Daddy and Second Daddy have arrived???

Before he could think further, Huo Yuhao appeared before him, shrouded in thick killing intent. Wang Dong instinctively wanted to flee, but before he knew it, a blade forged from pure murderous intent was already pressed against his throat.

If Huo Yuhao wanted to, he could slit his throat in the next heartbeat.

And just as Huo Yuhao had said.

He hadn't even been able to manifest his martial soul.

Wang Dong looked up, gazing from below at Huo Yuhao, who was looking down at him with eyes devoid of any emotion.

Indifferent, calm.

Only pure killing intent remained.

For some reason, Wang Dong's eyes turned red.

His eyes misted over, and he bit his lip, unconsciously revealing a delicate, girlish demeanor.

Wang Dong suddenly felt a sense of grievance.

This guy in front of him actually intended to kill him, without any pretense.

From childhood until now, when had he ever been treated like this?

But begging for mercy was out of the question.

After all, he was Wang Dong, and he had his own pride.

"You lost."

Just as Wang Dong closed his eyes, waiting for death, the sensation of being locked on by killing intent vanished, and the cold pressure on his throat disappeared. Huo Yuhao declared his defeat in a very calm tone.

I lost?

No, I didn't die??

Wang Dong'er opened her eyes in disbelief, still unable to recover from the shadow of death that had just loomed over her.

She had truly believed that Huo Yuhao was going to kill her just moments ago.

"Go back and clean the dormitory now, and you will be responsible for the cleaning from here on out."

Before Wang Dong'er could even process the situation, Huo Yuhao issued his first command.

"You!"

Wang Dong'er instinctively wanted to refuse, but she suddenly saw Huo Yuhao's gaze turn cold, just as it had been before.

For some reason, Wang Dong'er subconsciously avoided Huo Yuhao's eyes and turned her head to the side.

"Fine, I won't go back on my word."

Then, as if thinking of something else, she retorted with a hint of unwillingness.

"But don't get too cocky. If I hadn't refrained from using my martial soul, how could you have possibly beaten me!"

"It's not like I didn't give you the chance."

Huo Yuhao retorted directly; he had no intention of being gentle with her.

Hearing this, Wang Dong'er was instantly rendered speechless.

After all, what Huo Yuhao said was the truth.

Watching Wang Dong'er's unwilling expression, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a playful urge and stepped right in front of her.

"Since you have to follow my orders from now on, I am your master starting today."

"Come on, call me master and let me hear it."

Wang Dong'er widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe her own ears.

What is this guy saying?

Does he know who I am? How dare he??!

But Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow, seeing right through her thoughts.

"Trying to welsh on the deal?"

"The words you just said don't count?"

After these two consecutive questions, Wang Dong'er fell silent and lowered her head instead.

Huo Yuhao felt bored and stood up, intending to return to the dormitory.

But after taking only two steps, he felt his sleeve being tugged, and a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum sounded.

"Ma... Master..."

The next moment, seemingly out of shame and anger, Wang Dong'er stood up, brushed past Huo Yuhao, rushed into the dormitory, and slammed the door shut.

Huo Yuhao was also a bit surprised.

He was just teasing her; she actually called him that?

But then he thought about it, and it was no loss to him anyway.

Whatever.

He walked into the dormitory as well.

Leaving only Mu En, who was completely stunned, standing there in a daze.

Mu En: Are young people these days... all this good at playing around??