Just as the girls were rubbing Ma Hongjun into the ground, a figure hurriedly rushed out of the academy.
"Stop! Stop it, now!"
The newcomer was none other than Flender.
He had sensed that Qin Jiuxiao and the others had returned and come out to see if he could score any benefits.
But the moment he stepped outside, he saw his precious disciple surrounded by five girls, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, wailing.
Flender hurried over, hauled Ma Hongjun to his feet, and shielded him behind himself.
"What's going on? Why are you fighting?"
Flender looked at Ma Hongjun's face, swollen like a pig's head, and his heart ached.
This was the precious disciple he had gone to such trouble to find.
A Mutated Phoenix Martial Soul—there wasn't another one like it on the whole continent.
If he got hurt, where was Flender supposed to find another one?
Xiao Wu dusted off her hands and snorted.
"Dean Flender, ask your precious disciple what he did!"
Flender looked at Ma Hongjun, then at the pretty girls a short distance away. Considering his disciple's character, he had already guessed most of what had happened.
He sighed and shot Ma Hongjun a helpless glare.
"You went and harassed the female students again?"
Ma Hongjun covered his face and protested pitifully.
"Teacher, I was just joking around with them..."
"Joking around?"
Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, furious. "You call that joking? You even said you'd take all of us for yourself. You got off lightly!"
Flender's expression immediately turned complicated.
He opened his mouth, wanting to speak up for Ma Hongjun, but couldn't find a single excuse.
At that moment, Qin Jiuxiao stepped forward.
He walked up to Flender, his expression calm and his tone measured.