"What's wrong, Third Brother? Did something happen to Wutong?"
Xiao Wu, standing nearby, heard Tang San's words and asked anxiously.
"No, I'm not entirely sure either. The soul mark I planted on Little Seven seems to have been erased. It happened so quickly that the soul mark didn't even have time to send me any information."
A trace of worry appeared on Tang San's face as well.
"No... That can't be. Who could erase your soul mark so easily? Little Seven... did something really happen to Little Seven?"
Unable to hold back, a few tears streamed from Xiao Wu's eyes.
Tang San hurriedly pulled Xiao Wu into his embrace and comforted her softly. "Xiao Wu, don't be sad yet. Little Seven should be safe for the time being. That mysterious person only erased the mark on her body and may not have tried to kill her. Later, I'll contact Da Ming and Er Ming and have them check on her."
"Mm, sob..."
Xiao Wu nestled in Tang San's arms, sobbing softly.
Tang San held Xiao Wu close. Beyond her sight, his eyes glinted coldly as rage surged in his heart. You dare lay a hand on Tang San's daughter? You have already chosen the path of death. If I find out who you are, I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces and let you know the price of provoking a God King!
In Dormitory 108, after Wang Dong finished bathing, she disguised herself as a boy again and immediately burrowed beneath the covers on her bed, not daring to look at Yao Shi on the other bed throughout the whole process.
After so many days of roughing it outdoors, Yao Shi had already fallen asleep by the time Wang Dong entered the bathroom.
Over the next few days, Yao Shi merely told Huo Yuhao to study soul tools properly. He also told him that if he ran short of money, he could sell grilled fish at the school gates—given his skill, plenty of people would surely buy them. After that, Yao Shi mostly just wandered around Shrek Academy by himself.
During that time, Wang Dong trembled all over whenever she saw Yao Shi, clearly terrified of him. Neither of them spoke to the other. They each did their own thing, completely like strangers.
Until the day before classes began, Yao Shi returned carrying two grilled fish Huo Yuhao had made.
"Wang Dong, want to try my friend's grilled fish?"
The moment he returned to the dormitory, Yao Shi grinned mischievously and leaned close to Wang Dong, who was still meditating on his bed. He waved one of the grilled fish beneath his nose and said teasingly.
Wang Dong: "..."
Wang Dong continued meditating, showing no intention of acknowledging Yao Shi.
Yao Shi did not mind. Seeing that Wang Dong had no reaction, he simply ate that fish himself. As for the other one still in its bag, he placed it on top of Wang Dong's head.
Wang Dong: ...
Yao Shi ignored him after that. Once he was done, he took some clothes and went to bathe, then returned to his own bed to meditate.
A few minutes later, Wang Dong quietly opened her eyes and secretly glanced at Yao Shi. Seeing that he had already entered a meditative trance, she took down the bagged fish from her head. Instinctively, she wanted to throw it away, but the still-warm grilled fish gave off a fragrant aroma.
After Wang Dong smelled it, several soft gulps escaped her throat as she muttered under her breath, "It's not that I want to eat it. I just don't want to waste food, that's all. Yes, that's it."
The next morning, Yao Shi slowly opened his eyes and saw Wang Dong standing stiffly beside him, staring straight at him.
"Hm? What's wrong?" Yao Shi tilted his head slightly in confusion.
"Hey... uh, classes start today. Are you still going to keep meditating?"
Wang Dong's tone was still instinctively somewhat haughty, but the things Yao Shi had done to her over the past few days had left a shadow on her. She immediately changed her wording and reminded him that classes were starting today.
"Oh~ Classes start today? Thanks for the reminder."
Hearing Wang Dong's words, Yao Shi thanked her before getting up to wash.
"N-No problem."
Seeing Yao Shi get up, Wang Dong turned her head away and replied softly. Out of the corner of her eye, she secretly watched Yao Shi as he washed up. This guy is so good-looking... is he really a boy? Could he also be like me...
"Let's go. To the classroom."
Before she could continue thinking, Yao Shi had already finished washing up. After putting on his school uniform, he called for Wang Dong to leave.
"Oh, okay." Wang Dong answered a few times and immediately followed him.
Three days had passed, and this was their first conversation since their fight.
When the two hurried to the freshmen's teaching building, the bell happened to ring as well. Upon entering the classroom, they found it nearly full, with murmurs constantly rising from within. Since they had arrived rather late, there were very few empty seats left.
However, because the two were exceptionally attractive, outsiders saw only a handsome boy and a beautiful girl arriving late together. Of course, Yao Shi was the beautiful girl, while Wang Dong was the handsome boy, so several boys and girls eagerly competed to offer them their seats.
In the end, Wang Dong sat among a group of female students, while Yao Shi naturally took an empty seat beside a boy and said, "Thanks, bro."
"No problem, we're bros... Wait! You're a guy?"
"Yeah."
"..."
The boy, who had been looking excited just moments earlier, instantly fell crestfallen upon hearing Yao Shi's gender.
Yao Shi was used to it. There was nothing he could do about having a face like this. It was not as though he had never tried cutting his hair short—one second after it was cut, it grew back immediately. So later on, he simply stopped bothering with it.
At that moment, a gray-haired elderly woman in a white robe entered through the door, her expression stern.
Yao Shi recognized her. She was Zhou Yi, Huo Yuhao's homeroom teacher in the original story. First Wang Dong, and now Zhou Yi—had he taken Huo Yuhao's script because he had interfered with Huo Yuhao's fate?
Seeing the teacher enter, the previously noisy classroom immediately fell silent, all eyes turning toward the podium.
Her gaze calmly swept across the classroom. The stern expression on her face made the students below feel an invisible pressure.
"My name is Zhou Yi, and I am your homeroom teacher. I believe it is necessary for me to say a few things. From the moment I entered this classroom, I have already noticed three problems."
Zhou Yi's tone remained severe. "First, you are noisy. Second, your eyes shrink back when you see me. Third, you all look like trash."
"I'm not sure how many of you will make it through the coming year with me, but remember this: in my class, no trash will ever pass an assessment. What I intend to cultivate are monsters, not idiots."
"Those who got into fights during registration, stand up."
The students in the class were angered by Zhou Yi's earlier words, but before they could flare up, they were stunned by her next sentence.
These students had only just been admitted to the academy. Who would have nothing better to do than start fighting right after registering? The entire class fell silent once more.
Yao Shi did not care. He shrugged and stood up directly. Seeing this, Wang Dong slowly rose as well, though she no longer carried the same arrogance as in the original story.
The two of them stood out like cranes among chickens amid more than a hundred students. Some people whispered among themselves, wondering how these two handsome boy and beautiful girl had gotten into a fight right at the start of school.
"Only two?" Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow. "Just as I thought, you really are a bunch of trash. Don't you know that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre?"
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