Mu En Is Shocked, Xiao Wu Likes Her Master Even More!

Before long, at the Academic Affairs Office.

When Jiang Ziming pushed open the door with Xiao Wu, several people were already standing inside.

They were all teachers who had hurried over after sensing that terrifying clash of soul power in the plaza.

However, they took no action and simply stood quietly to either side.

Because an elderly man with a full head of white hair sat in the chair behind the desk.

He wore a simple gray robe, with a kindly face and deep eyes. His entire being exuded an aura as steady as a mountain.

The master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion, the Dragon God Douluo—Mu En!

Mu En had already watched the entire battle from the shadows.

He had seen how that girl in a maid outfit had defeated the ninety-eighth-level Gluttony Douluo as easily as chopping vegetables, all within three seconds.

The heel of her high-heeled shoe had violently kicked a Super Douluo flying, yet she had controlled her strength with precision, sending Xuan Zi crashing into Tang San's statue.

He had also noticed how, the moment the battle ended, the girl had immediately adjusted her skirt and stockings.

It was not deliberate flaunting. It was actually a... maid's habit ingrained in her very bones.

She cared far more about her appearance before her master than about the opponent she had defeated.

Combined with her techniques and soul power,

Mu En had already formed a guess about that pink-haired girl's identity.

It was a guess so utterly absurd that he had no choice but to believe it.

Just then, Jiang Ziming pushed open the door and walked in.

He placed his letter of recommendation on Mu En's desk and said calmly,

"Hello, Teacher. I'm Jiang Ziming, one of this year's new students. I'm here to register."

He paused, turned slightly, and pointed at Xuan Zi, who was bound by soul power and suspended in midair behind him.

"Oh, and we caught a violent troublemaker at the school gate. He was suspected of trying to attack new students, so we brought him along."

Xiao Wu cooperatively shoved Xuan Zi forward, delivering him right before Mu En.

Bound by soul power, Xuan Zi could not even move. He could only stare pitifully at Mu En with his swollen eyes.

"Elder Mu... that woman... she's not simple... She took me down in one move... She's at least an Ultimate Douluo..."

Xuan Zi spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse and weak.

Mu En did not answer him.

He merely looked at Xiao Wu in silence for a long time.

The next moment, a scene that left every teacher present and Xuan Zi completely dumbfounded unfolded.

Mu En actually rose to his feet and solemnly bowed to Xiao Wu.

"This old man, Mu En, welcomes your arrival on behalf of Shrek Academy."

There was a trace of respect in his voice, along with a trace of complicated emotion.

"If you need anything at Shrek in the future, please speak freely. Shrek will certainly do everything in its power."

Xiao Wu merely shook her head faintly.

"I am only my master's maid."

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Ziming beside her.

"As long as you take good care of my master from now on, that will be enough."

The corner of Mu En's eye twitched slightly.

He looked at Xiao Wu, then at Jiang Ziming. After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded.

"This old man understands."

After Jiang Ziming left with Xiao Wu,

Mu En finally released Xuan Zi from his soul power restraints.

Xuan Zi slumped onto the floor, rubbing his swollen red face as he stared at Mu En in disbelief.

"Elder Mu... do you know that woman? Just who is she?"

Mu En stood before the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the two figures gradually receding outside. He remained silent for a long time.

Then he slowly said,

"You wouldn't believe her identity even if I told you."

He paused, his voice low.

"Let alone you—even if I personally made a move, I still wouldn't be able to defeat her."

Xuan Zi froze.

Then, a deep chill ran through him.

Dragon God Douluo Mu En, a ninety-ninth-level Ultimate Douluo, practically the strongest person in the world.

He had actually said that even he could not defeat that little pink-haired girl from earlier?!

Just what kind of existence had he... provoked?

He lowered his head in humiliation, unable to say a single word.

Before long, in the new student dormitory area.

Jiang Ziming led Xiao Wu through rows of neat dormitory buildings until they found his room.

Along the way, students kept staring at the two of them and whispering among themselves.

"Look, look! It's him! The maid from the plaza earlier!"

A male student who had just returned from the cafeteria tugged on his companion's sleeve and exclaimed in a low voice.

"She's insanely strong! She blew up Ancestor Tang San's statue... I saw it with my own eyes. One kick! Just one kick! Elder Xuan went flying!"

"She didn't just blow up the statue! Didn't you hear? She blew up Elder Xuan himself too!"

"Seriously?! Then who exactly is she? How could there be such a powerful maid...?"

Several girls followed at a distance, whispering as they repeatedly sized up Xiao Wu with looks of both envy and curiosity.

[ Ding! ]

[ The upperclassmen saw you with the super maid who kicked Elder Xuan down in one blow. They felt awe and envy—Emotion Points +99! ]

[ Several new students heard that you were "the maid's master," and the way they looked at you changed—Emotion Points +99! ]

[ Several upperclassmen looked at Xiao Wu's obedient and gentle appearance and simply could not understand why such a powerful girl would become someone's maid—Emotion Points +99! ]

Jiang Ziming passed through the crowd without changing expression and found his dormitory.

Just as he was about to push open the door, he caught sight of a youth standing at the entrance to the neighboring dormitory from the corner of his eye.

The youth had short blue-pink hair, delicate features, fair skin, and wore a light-blue fitted outfit.

She was staring dazedly at Xiao Wu behind Jiang Ziming, her eyes carrying an indescribably complicated emotion.

Wang Dong?

Wasn't this Tang Wutong in disguise, half of Tang Wutong?

Jiang Ziming recognized her at a glance.

He had not expected Wang Dong to be living next door to him.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Ziming. I live next door, so we'll be neighbors from now on."

He took the initiative to greet her.

Wang Dong came back to her senses and replied somewhat blankly,

"Hello, I'm Wang Dong."

Yet her gaze remained fixed on Xiao Wu's face, as though she were desperately trying to remember something.

Xiao Wu also noticed Wang Dong's gaze.

A complicated emotion surged in the girl's heart.

She recognized her at once. This was her daughter, Tang Wutong.

Though she was disguised as a boy and had changed her name, the bond of blood between mother and daughter could not be concealed.

But Xiao Wu did not reveal anything.

She merely lowered her head slightly and maintained the respectful posture expected of a maid, as though she had noticed nothing.

After exchanging greetings, Jiang Ziming pushed open the dormitory door.

It was a standard single room.

Though the space was not large, it had a bed, desk, and wardrobe, with good lighting as well.

The moment Xiao Wu entered, she began busying herself.

She first opened the window to air out the room, then took out clean sheets and bedding from her storage soul tool ring and began making the bed.

Her movements were practiced and efficient. Clearly, she was no stranger to household chores.

Yet there was a hint of absentmindedness on her face.

Jiang Ziming sat beside the desk, watching her busy back, and suddenly said,

"Xiao Wu, are you thinking about Wang Dong next door?"

Xiao Wu paused in the middle of making the bed.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Ziming in surprise.

"Master, how did you know?"

Jiang Ziming smiled. Instead of answering directly, he stood up, walked over to her, and gently stroked her rabbit ears.

"This young master understands you better than you imagine."

He paused, his tone gentle.

"Since you've been assigned neighboring dormitories, it must be fate. You can look after her while you're at it. As for how you get along with her, or whether you acknowledge each other, just follow your heart. You don't need to worry about me, your master."

Xiao Wu froze.

She looked into Jiang Ziming's smiling eyes, and her eyes suddenly began to sting.

The next second, she rushed forward and threw her arms around the young man.

"Thank you, Master..."

Her voice was choked with emotion, yet filled with delight.

Jiang Ziming gently patted her back and let her hold him. His other hand continued to softly stroke her ears and hair.

[ Ding! ]

[ You took the initiative to allow Xiao Wu to take care of Wang Dong'er, making Xiao Wu like you even more!—Emotion Points +999! ]