Who's Tang San? Come out and get beaten!

The dilapidated door of Dorm Seven stood wide open, the light streaming in from the corridor casting a long shadow of that pink-clad figure.

The girl stood with her arms crossed over her chest, a confident smirk playing on her lips.

Her large, watery eyes held a maturity and cunning that felt entirely out of place for her age.

Her name was Xiao Wu.

But she was more than just a six-year-old work-study student; she was a Hooligan Rabbit reborn with all her memories intact.

That's right, a Hooligan Rabbit—her personality was nothing like the original Soft Bone Rabbit, and her way of thinking was even more erratic.

Although those memories of her past life felt like an incredibly long and vivid dream, the despair of being hunted by the Martial Soul Hall, the agony of her sacrifice, and the final emptiness of her soul dissipating remained deeply etched into her mind.

Heaven had granted her a second chance, allowing her to return to the age of six with every memory preserved.

This time, her goal was crystal clear.

Forget the Martial Soul Hall, forget the crisis in the Star Dou Forest—those were all secondary now.

The first thing she had to do upon her rebirth was to find that child of destiny, Tang San.

In her past life, she had accepted Tang San as her brother, only to be dragged down at every turn until she ultimately lost her life.

In this lifetime, she would absolutely refuse to be a weak little sister.

She would find that devious Tang San, who was always tinkering with hidden weapons, before he could grow into his own. Relying on the foundation of her Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast cultivation, she would beat him into the dirt and force him to become her lackey!

Once she had the child of destiny under her thumb, wouldn't the entire Douluo Continent be hers to roam as she pleased?

At the thought of this, the smile on Xiao Wu's face grew even brighter.

Inside Dorm Seven, the atmosphere was rather strange.

Wang Sheng had been clenching his fists, preparing to set some ground rules for the new troublemaker, Su Yu.

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Xiao Wu's sudden appearance at the door.

Looking at the little girl dressed in pink with a rabbit-ear headband, Wang Sheng felt his authority had been severely challenged.

"Hey! Newbie, don't you know the rules?"

Wang Sheng turned around and barked at Xiao Wu, "Can't you see your Grandpa Wang is busy? Go find a corner and stay there. Once I'm done with this ignorant brat, I'll come back and assign you to scrub the toilets!"

The dozen or so work-study students behind Wang Sheng erupted into laughter, completely disregarding the delicate-looking girl.

However, Xiao Wu didn't even spare Wang Sheng a glance.

She ignored the muscular boy who acted like a tyrant in Dorm Seven, strode forward with her long legs, and walked brazenly into the center of the dormitory.

"You!"

Seeing himself completely ignored, Wang Sheng's temper flared.

He lunged forward, reaching out with his calloused hand to grab Xiao Wu's shoulder. "I'm talking to you!"

Just as his hand was about to touch her shoulder, Xiao Wu's gaze turned icy—a pressure belonging to a predator of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast level.

She didn't even use her soul power; she simply tilted her head slightly and swept a glance 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 mid-air, and his body shivered uncontrollably, as if he were being stared down by a prehistoric beast. Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He instinctively retreated two steps, swallowed hard, and didn't dare to make another sound.

The surrounding work-study students saw their leader suddenly back down and exchanged bewildered glances. The laughter died in their throats, and the dormitory fell into a deathly silence.

Xiao Wu retracted her gaze, satisfied.

She didn't even have the interest to lift a finger against these native children who didn't even possess a single soul ring.

She cleared her throat, placed her hands on her hips, took a deep breath, and shouted in a crisp, loud voice that echoed through the entire room:

"Listen up! My name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' for dance! From today on, I am the boss of Dorm Seven!"

"Now, which one of you is Tang San? Get out here and take a beating!"

Xiao Wu's voice rang through the empty dormitory, shaking the dust off the windowpanes.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

The dozen students looked at one another, eyes wide and faces full of confusion.

Who was Tang San?

There wasn't anyone by that name in their group.

This little girl hadn't even claimed a bed or territory; she had just walked in and started picking fights. Was her temper always this explosive?

Wang Sheng huddled in the crowd, not daring to breathe.

He finally understood: the two newcomers today were both more bizarre than the last.

The boy in coarse clothes hadn't even blinked at his provocation, and this girl with rabbit ears was even more arrogant.

Dorm Seven was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; no one dared to answer Xiao Wu's question.

Xiao Wu frowned, growing impatient.

"What? You dare to do it but don't dare to own up to it?"

Xiao Wu let out a cold snort, her gaze sweeping through the crowd like a searchlight.

Although the Tang San of her past life looked ordinary, she would never mistake that sinister aura of someone who always liked to hide their hands in their sleeves to clutch hidden weapons.

Her gaze swept past Wang Sheng and the shivering work-study students, finally locking directly onto Su Yu, who was standing in the corner.

More accurately, it locked onto the figure hiding behind Su Yu, with only a sliver of clothing visible.

Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes slightly; she could sense a faint ripple of soul power coming from that person, who seemed to be in a state of extreme tension.

"What kind of skill is it to hide behind someone? Come out!"

Xiao Wu strode toward Su Yu with aggressive momentum.

Su Yu stood calmly in place, watching the full-force Xiao Wu, having already guessed most of the situation.

He did not activate the Eye of Truth, but just looking at this demeanor, he knew this rabbit was definitely not the innocent Xiao Wu from the original work.

Feeling the sound of Xiao Wu's approaching footsteps, Tang Wu, hiding behind Su Yu, trembled even more violently.

She had been through far too many shocks today.

First, she encountered two cold-blooded bandits, then she saw Su Yu knock out the gatekeeper with a coin, and now, upon entering the dormitory, a fierce-looking girl had popped out, demanding to beat her up by name.

Tang Wu's small hands gripped Su Yu's hem so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"Brother Yu..."

Tang Wu's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, carrying a clear sob.

Su Yu gently patted the back of her hand without speaking or moving aside.

Xiao Wu walked up to Su Yu, hands on her hips, her large, watery eyes staring fixedly behind him.

"Hey, you called Tang San, don't be a coward! If you're a man, stand out and fight me fair and square!"

Xiao Wu shouted the challenge, already prepared to teach him a lesson with an Eight-Stage Throw the moment Tang San showed his face.

Being stared at so intensely by Xiao Wu, Tang Wu felt her skin crawl.

She pressed tightly against Su Yu's back, hesitating for a long while before timidly poking half her head out.

Her short, dark blue hair was a bit messy, her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears shimmered in her large eyes.

She looked at the overbearing girl in pink before her, her face full of grievance and fear.

Tang Wu sniffled and muttered in a small voice:

"I... I am Tang Wu, the people in the village call me Xiao San... Why... why are you looking for me?"

This soft, sweet voice, carrying a trace of trembling, sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet dormitory.

The confident smile on Xiao Wu's face froze instantly.

Her large eyes, which had been full of fighting spirit, suddenly widened like copper bells, her eyeballs nearly popping out.

She stared fixedly at the beautiful girl in front of her who had poked out half her head, teary-eyed and as weak as a little kitten.

A breeze blew in from the dilapidated window, lifting Tang Wu's dark blue hair.

Xiao Wu stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning, her mind a complete blank.