The shabby doors of Dorm Seven stood wide open, and the light streaming in from the corridor stretched the pink figure into a long shadow.
The girl folded her arms across her chest, a confident smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Her big, watery eyes held a maturity and slyness utterly at odds with her age.
Her name was Xiao Wu.
But she wasn't merely a six-year-old work-study student. She was also a Hooligan Rabbit reborn with her memories intact.
That's right, a Hooligan Rabbit. Her personality was completely different from that of the original Soft Bone Rabbit—not to mention her entire way of thinking.
Though her memories of her past life felt like an incredibly long, vivid dream, the despair of being hunted by Spirit Hall, the agony of her sacrifice, and the emptiness she felt as her soul dispersed were still etched deep in her mind.
The heavens had given her another chance, sending her back to the year she turned six with all her memories intact.
This time, her goal couldn't have been clearer.
Spirit Hall, the crisis in the Star Dou Forest—everything could wait.
The first thing she'd do after being reborn was find that so-called child of the plane, Tang San.
In her previous life, she'd accepted Tang San as her big brother, only to get dragged through one mess after another until she lost her life.
This time, she absolutely refused to be some frail little sister.
She'd find Tang San early—the scheming brat who spent all day tinkering with Hidden Weapons—and, drawing on the foundation of a hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beast cultivating anew, beat him flat and make him willingly become her underling!
Once she took the child of the plane as her underling, wouldn't the whole Douluo Continent be hers to roam as she pleased?
At the thought, Xiao Wu's smile grew brighter still.
The atmosphere in Dorm Seven was a little strange just then.
Wang Sheng had been cracking his knuckles, ready to lay down the rules for Su Yu, the new hothead.
But before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wu's sudden appearance in the doorway interrupted him.
Looking at the little girl in pink with a rabbit-ear headband, Wang Sheng felt his authority had been seriously challenged.
"Hey! You new little brat, don't you know the rules?"
Wang Sheng turned and shouted at Xiao Wu in a gruff voice. "Can't you see your grandpa Wang Sheng is busy? Go find a corner and wait. Once I'm done dealing with this little punk who doesn't know his place, I'll find you a job scrubbing the toilets!"
The dozen or so work-study students behind Wang Sheng burst into laughter, not taking the delicate-looking girl seriously at all.
Xiao Wu didn't even spare Wang Sheng a proper glance.
She ignored the muscular boy who threw his weight around in Dorm Seven, strode in with long steps, and sauntered right into the middle of the dormitory.
"You!"
Wang Sheng flew into a rage when he was so thoroughly ignored.
He suddenly reached out with his calloused hand to grab Xiao Wu's shoulder. "I'm talking to you!"
Just as Wang Sheng's hand was about to touch Xiao Wu's shoulder—
Xiao Wu's gaze turned abruptly cold. It was the domineering pressure of a hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beast.
She didn't even use her Soul Power. She merely tilted her head slightly and glanced at Wang Sheng from the corner of her eye.
In that instant, Wang Sheng felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to his scalp.
His outstretched hand froze in midair. His body shuddered uncontrollably, as if he'd been targeted by a primordial beast, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
He instinctively stumbled two steps backward and swallowed hard, not daring to make another sound.
The work-study students saw their boss suddenly back down. They exchanged bewildered looks, their laughter instantly frozen on their faces, and the dormitory fell completely silent.
Xiao Wu withdrew her gaze with satisfaction.
She couldn't even be bothered to lay a hand on uncultivated brats who didn't have Soul Rings.
She cleared her throat, planted her hands on her hips, drew a deep breath, and shouted in a clear, ringing voice for the whole dormitory to hear:
"Listen up! My name is Xiao Wu—Wu, as in 'dance'! From today on, I'm the boss of Dorm Seven!"
"Now, who here is called Tang San? Get out here and take a beating!"
Xiao Wu's voice echoed through the spacious dormitory, shaking dust from the windowsills in soft, steady showers.
Everyone in the dorm froze.
The dozen work-study students looked at one another, their eyes wide, completely bewildered.
Who was called Tang San?
There wasn't anyone among them by that name.
The moment this little girl walked in, she hadn't tried to claim a bed or stake out territory. She'd just demanded a fight. What a fiery temper!
Wang Sheng huddled in the crowd, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
He could see it now: the two newcomers who'd arrived today were both strange, one stranger than the other.
The boy in coarse clothes hadn't even lifted an eyelid at his provocation, while the girl in rabbit ears was even more outrageously brazen.
Dorm Seven was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. No one answered Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu furrowed her brows, growing impatient.
"What? You've got the guts to do it, but not the guts to own up?"
Xiao Wu snorted, her gaze sweeping through the crowd like a searchlight.
In her previous life, Tang San had looked perfectly ordinary, but she could never mistake that sneaky air of hers—the way she always liked to hide her hands in her sleeves while gripping Hidden Weapons.
Her gaze passed over Wang Sheng and the trembling work-study students, then settled directly on Su Yu, who stood in the corner.
More precisely, it fixed on the figure hiding behind Su Yu, with only half a piece of clothing showing.
Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes slightly. She could sense a faint ripple of Soul Power from that person, who also seemed to be extremely nervous.
"What kind of skill is it, hiding back there? Get out here!"
Xiao Wu strode toward Su Yu, full of bluster.
Su Yu stood there calmly, watching Xiao Wu with her aura unleashed. He'd already guessed most of what was going on.
He hadn't activated the Eye of Truth, but just from her manner, he could tell this rabbit was nothing like the innocent Xiao Wu from the original story.
At the sound of Xiao Wu's approaching footsteps, Tang Wu, hiding behind Su Yu, began trembling even harder.
She'd had more than enough frights for one day.
First, she'd run into two robbers who killed without batting an eye. Then she'd watched Su Yu knock the gatekeeper unconscious with a coin. Now, the moment she'd entered the dormitory, another fierce-looking girl had appeared, demanding to beat her up by name.
Tang Wu clutched Su Yu's clothes so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"Brother Yu..."
Tang Wu's voice was faint as a mosquito's, choked with tears.
Su Yu gently patted the back of her hand. He said nothing and didn't move aside.
Xiao Wu stopped in front of Su Yu, hands on her hips, her big, watery eyes fixed on the person behind him.
"Hey, you called Tang San! Don't hide like a coward! If you're a man, come out and fight me fair and square!"
Xiao Wu shouted her challenge. She was ready to teach Tang San a lesson with an Eight-Stage Throw the moment she showed her face.
Under Xiao Wu's unwavering stare, Tang Wu felt her whole body break out in goose bumps.
She pressed herself against Su Yu's back and hesitated for a long while before timidly poking out half her head.
Her short, deep-blue hair was a little messy. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears still glimmered in them.
She looked at the imposing girl in pink, her face full of fear and hurt.
Tang Wu sniffled and mumbled softly:
"I... I'm called Tang Wu. People in my village call me Xiao San... W-what do you want with me?"
Her sweet, soft voice trembled slightly, sounding especially clear in the silent dormitory.
The confident smile on Xiao Wu's face instantly froze.
Her big eyes, which had been brimming with fighting spirit, suddenly widened like copper bells. Her eyeballs nearly popped out.
She stared at the pretty girl peeking out from behind Su Yu, teary-eyed and as delicate as a little kitten.
A gust of wind blew in through the shabby window, lifting Tang Wu's deep-blue hair.
Xiao Wu stood rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning, her mind completely blank.
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