A Shabby Dormitory

"You!" Seeing Chu Feng's utterly unrepentant attitude, Tang Ya's temper flared. She rolled up her sleeves, ready to throw down.

The junior in front of her was simply asking for a beating. He'd bullied her junior and still dared to act so arrogantly. Did he think she was a sick cat just because the tiger hadn't roared?

"Xiao Ya, don't be rash." Seeing Tang Ya about to fight, Bei Bei hurried forward and stopped her.

Then Bei Bei turned his gaze to Chu Feng and said coolly, "Junior, although we can't do anything to you, bullying someone is still wrong. Yuhao is badly injured and stuck in bed right now. I want you to apologize to him. If he forgives you, we'll let the matter drop. Otherwise, I'll report this to the academy, and you'll definitely face severe punishment."

Although Bei Bei's tone was calm, the threat in his words was crystal clear.

Bei Bei and Tang Ya had been looking after Huo Yuhao, so they knew nothing about what had happened that morning. They also didn't know Chu Feng and Wang Dong had already been disciplined. Otherwise, Bei Bei wouldn't have taken this attitude.

Hearing Bei Bei's threat, Chu Feng hadn't even opened his mouth before Wang Dong beside him couldn't take it anymore.

She glanced at Tang Ya and Bei Bei with disdain and sneered, "That guy you're talking about really is useless. He loses a fight, then all he can do is go running to tattle? And someone like that deserves to join Shrek? If all Shrek students are this pathetic, then it really is a waste of time."

"What did you say?!"

At Wang Dong's taunt, Tang Ya exploded. Bei Bei's expression darkened too.

"If there's nothing else, senior sister, senior brother, I'll be going."

Chu Feng didn't want to clash with Tang Ya and Bei Bei right now. After all, if it came to a fight, he could knock both of them flat. But he'd already fought twice in a row, and three was the limit. He couldn't act too high and mighty; he still had to give the academy a way to save face. That was how human relations worked.

"Wang Dong, let's go."

After calling out, Chu Feng turned and left.

Wang Dong glanced at Tang Ya and Bei Bei, gritted her teeth, and followed Chu Feng.

Only after Tang Ya and Bei Bei were out of sight did Wang Dong mutter under her breath, "You're so strong. Why not just beat them up? Why are you so timid and afraid of trouble..."

She might not like Chu Feng, but she'd already seen what he could do and was thoroughly convinced by his strength.

And now two senior students were bullying him like this. She naturally couldn't stand it. If she had strength like Chu Feng's, she'd have knocked them both flat already.

Of course, from what the two seniors had said, she'd also learned that Chu Feng had beaten someone up before her—and apparently sent them to the infirmary... Which meant she wasn't the first one to get beaten up...

At this thought, Wang Dong felt a little unhappy. Whatever it was, she always wanted to be first. Now she'd ended up second, and it bothered her.

Fortunately, Chu Feng didn't know Wang Dong was bothered about not being the first person he'd beaten up. Otherwise, he might have laughed himself to death on the spot.

Back in the dormitory, Chu Feng immediately pulled a small bathtub he'd prepared earlier from the system's storage space and went to the balcony to fill it with water.

Although there was no bathroom in the dormitory, it did have a small balcony, so washing up with a tub of water was no problem.

"Ah! What are you doing—"

Seeing Chu Feng climb into the tub in no time, Wang Dong shrieked and hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Taking a bath. I got dirty from the fight."

"What are you standing there for? Hurry over and scrub my back."

Chu Feng settled into the tub, smiling at Wang Dong. Inside, though, she was laughing to herself. So you like dressing up as a boy? Let's see how long you can keep it up.

"You—you... I... I'm not your servant..."

Although Wang Dong had already been thoroughly beaten into submission, she was completely unprepared for this sort of thing. She had absolutely no experience...

"No experience is fine. You'll get used to it. Hurry up. We're both guys, so what are you dawdling for? Believe me, I'll bring out the little whip!" Chu Feng leaned against the edge of the tub, arms spread wide, watching Wang Dong with an amused smile.

"W-what little whip...? Are you a pervert?!" Wang Dong thought of the Ice Whip that had been pressed against her butt that morning, and her heart began thumping wildly.

The hole in her pants was still there. Cool air kept blowing in, making her terribly uncomfortable. Chu Feng had already bullied her this badly, and now he wanted her to wait on him too. How could anyone be this awful?!

Wang Dong was furious, but when she noticed the threatening look in Chu Feng's eyes, she eventually gave in.

When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head—or you'll definitely get beaten...

Wang Dong thought of what had happened and felt a chill on her butt. She hurriedly began massaging Chu Feng.

"Left side..."

"Right side..."

"A little harder. Why are you like a woman? You've got no strength at all."

As Chu Feng enjoyed Wang Dong's massage, he kept grumbling.

"Jerk, don't you know how thick your skin is?!" Wang Dong was on the verge of tears. After barely ten minutes of massaging, her hands were already aching terribly. They'd cramped up several times...

Who would've thought Chu Feng's fair, tender-looking skin would be so tough? Could this guy be a Soul Beast Transformation? Even the skin of Soul Beasts specialized in defense wasn't this tough! What on earth had this jerk eaten growing up?!

Wang Dong was thoroughly exasperated. No wonder Chu Feng was so strong. At such a young age, he already had such terrifying physical strength. Of course he was powerful. What a monster...

Half an hour later, Chu Feng finished his bath, feeling refreshed.

"Ah—"

Wang Dong hurriedly turned away, her little face bright red.

"Boring~"

Seeing this, Chu Feng stopped teasing Wang Dong, quickly got dressed, and went to his bed to begin cultivating.

"Clatter, clatter..."

Wang Dong began tidying up the dormitory, making a huge racket, full of resentment.

A little over ten minutes later, Wang Dong's noises gradually died down, then soon stopped altogether.

As Chu Feng cultivated, he seemed to sense something. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself face-to-face with a deeply conflicted expression.

"Ah!!"

Wang Dong jumped when Chu Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing? Trying to murder me while I'm cultivating?" Chu Feng rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Who's trying to murder you?! I just..."

Wang Dong stammered, her little face slightly red as she struggled to say what she wanted.

"If it's nothing, don't disturb my cultivation."

Chu Feng seemed to have guessed what she wanted, but he didn't give her an inch.

"I... I want to take a bath!"

"Can you... go outside for a little while...?" Wang Dong clutched the hem of her clothes tightly and finally spoke.