Four-Eyed Owl Flanders? Get Over Here and Kneel to Apologize!

"Master, you must be tired from all that fighting, right? Have some grapes—they're sweet~"

Before Lin Wu could say anything, Tang San, looking delicate and breathtakingly beautiful, her eyes overflowing with cloying sweetness, had already hurried over with a small round stool and obediently crouched beside Lin Wu's feet.

She carefully peeled the skin from chilled purple grapes washed in mountain spring water, then pinched the crystal-clear flesh between her slender jade-like fingers and thoughtfully held it to Lin Wu's lips.

After peeling the grapes, Tang San naturally placed her fair, jade-like hands on Lin Wu's legs and began kneading and massaging them with practiced, perfectly measured motions. In a sweet, coquettish voice, she said, "Master, you worked so hard. Beating up those ungrateful pigheads dirtied your hands and feet. Let Little San massage your legs so you can relax a little."

Her attentive appearance—so fiercely protective of her master and utterly oblivious to everything around her—made her look exactly like the most pampered and obedient maid at the side of a supreme monarch!

Watching this from deep within the shade at the top of a tree, Tang Hao felt his old heart crack open again with a crisp snap, leaving a massive wound that could never be healed!

The Clear Sky Douluo's eyes instantly filled with crimson blood vessels. His fists clenched within his sleeves with a creak, and he nearly ground his teeth to pieces!

My little padded jacket... my precious little padded jacket!!

Tang Hao roared inwardly, his forehead swelling with blood from the sheer fury of this crushing blow, his entire body trembling.

He never could have imagined that his gifted, obedient, sensible precious daughter would be reduced to crouching on the ground to peel grapes and massage the legs of this brat known as "Tiandou Lin Douhuan"!

What made him feel even more stifled was that, as her father, he absolutely could not show himself right now!

The moment he appeared, his daughter would probably fight her own father to the death for this brat!

"What a sin... Why didn't my killing intent back then peel the skin right off this brat!" Tang Hao let out a long sigh, silently swallowing his shattered teeth and blood. In an instant, he seemed to have aged ten years.

In the center of the clearing.

Lin Wu leisurely chewed the sweet, juicy grape in his mouth, enjoying Tang San's soft and considerate service.

He glanced sideways at the defeated men strewn across the ground, looking down at them from on high as the sole of his shoe mercilessly ground against Zhao Wuji's head.

"Old Bear, weren't you pretty arrogant just now? 'Immovable Bright King'? A seven-ring Soul Sage?"

A cruel, amused curve touched Lin Wu's lips. His tone was casual, yet it carried an absolute domineering presence that stood above the entire academy.

"Why are you lying under my feet now, whining like some old mangy dog?"

Zhao Wuji's face was pressed into the mud beneath Lin Wu's foot, blood streaming from the corners of his eyes. He had already cursed this deranged monster before him ten thousand times in his heart, but outwardly, he could only force out a broken, ingratiating smile and wail unclearly, "Sir... Grandfather... This lowly one knows his mistake... This lowly one is just a dog... Please show mercy..."

"Pfft."

Lin Wu chuckled disdainfully, no longer even interested in sparing Zhao Wuji another glance.

He slowly raised his head. A deep, icy gleam flashed through his black eyes as his violent voice, wrapped in surging soul power, exploded like thunder from the nine heavens above Shrek Academy and the surrounding small villages!

"Tell the real person in charge of Shrek to get the hell out here!"

The soundwaves from that furious roar directly shattered the collapsed rubble around them!

"I'm giving you half an hour!"

Lin Wu rested both hands on the armrests of his chair, his gaze cold to the point of cruelty. His voice was not loud, but every word struck like a blade.

"If that four-eyed old bastard named Flanders doesn't crawl out and kneel before me to accept his punishment within half an hour—"

"Then today, I'll tear down this rotten village completely and erase your so-called 'Monster Academy' from the Douluo Continent forever!"

Arrogant! Domineering! Unrivaled!

This challenge had utterly trampled all of Shrek Academy's dignity and bottom line into the mud beneath his shoes!

Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect standing at the far end of the line, trembled violently.

In the aristocratic education she had received since childhood, every one of the continent's great upper three sects and lower four clans valued etiquette and heritage.

Yet the youth before her ignored rules, refused explanations, and single-handedly crushed Soul Emperors and Soul Sages, sitting atop his enemies' heads as he arrogantly issued his challenge!

That overwhelming madness, which treated all rules as nothing, dealt an indescribable blow to Ning Rongrong's once proud and arrogant heart!

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing's cool, beautiful eyes had long been filled with a strange radiance.

She stared deeply at Lin Wu's peerless silhouette, her long nails digging deeply into her palms.

In this cold and brutal world of soul masters, the strong ruled supreme!

Being able to step on a Soul Sage's head and command the entire scene—this was the supreme existence she had always dreamed of, one that could truly save her from the mire of her fate!

Deep within Shrek Academy, everything fell silent for three full seconds.

The next instant, a green streak of light carrying extreme shock, fury, and the sound of tearing air finally split the sky above Shrek's rear mountain. Filled with towering rage, it shot madly toward the center of the clearing!

The green streak flashed across the sky like lightning, tearing apart the clouds beneath the setting sun.

Screech—!

A sharp, piercing eagle cry suddenly rang out, making the roof tiles of the surrounding broken houses clatter violently.

A massive wave of green energy burst outward like a hurricane, sweeping up flying sand and rocks that filled the sky. At the center of the raging gale, a lean, agile figure descended slowly from midair with wings spread wide, lightly landing atop shattered blue bricks.

He was a middle-aged man wearing square black-rimmed crystal glasses. His face was thin and sharp, his chin prominent, and his nose bore the shrewd, cunning look unique to merchants. Yet at this moment, his once-calculating face was so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

Behind him, a pair of enormous blue-black owl wings stretching three meters slowly folded in, radiating a heavy, fierce aura of wind and killing intent!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

Seven dazzling soul rings shone in unison, revolving rhythmically around his body!

The headmaster of Shrek Academy, a level seventy-eight agility-attack Soul Sage—Flanders, the "Four-Eyed Owl"!

The moment Flanders landed, before he could even speak, his peripheral vision swept across the devastation throughout the clearing. His entire body jolted as though struck by lightning, and his eyeballs nearly fell out from behind his black-rimmed glasses!

Following the youth's crossed, slender legs downward—

Zhao Wuji, Shrek Academy's second-in-command, the level seventy-six strength-attack Soul Sage known as the "Immovable Bright King," was being unapologetically pinned beneath the youth's shoe, face to the dirt and back to the sky, unable to lift his head in the slightest!

"This... this is..." Flanders sucked in a breath of cold air, the shock in his heart surging like monstrous waves!