A Chance Encounter with Two Heroines

Lin Ye stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Dong'er at the door to Dorm 108, luggage in hand. With a light push, the door opened.

Lin Ye glanced over the empty dorm, then turned to Wang Dong'er beside him. Just as he was about to offer to help her make her bed and unpack, the girl beside him had already started moving.

Wang Dong'er's movements were astonishingly efficient, without the slightest trace of a pampered young lady.

She placed her luggage on the lower bunk by the window and began making the bed. In no time at all, it was neatly made, every corner smoothed with meticulous care.

Lin Ye's raised hand froze halfway through the air, and he was a little dumbfounded.

He truly hadn't expected this.

After all, according to his memories of the original work, Wang Dong'er had been a genuine delicate princess—proud, with a touch of willfulness. Forget making beds or tidying up; she probably rarely even poured herself a glass of water.

Before coming here, he'd been prepared to handle everything for her, yet she had not only done it herself, but done it absurdly quickly.

What surprised him even more came next.

After finishing her own bed, Wang Dong'er didn't even pause for breath. She turned and walked to his bed, picked up the luggage he'd set on the table, and naturally began organizing it for him.

Folding clothes, spreading the sheets, putting away miscellaneous items—her movements flowed smoothly. In just a few minutes, his bed and desk had been arranged neatly as well, even more properly than he could have managed himself.

Lin Ye stood there, staring wide-eyed.

My God! Did I transmigrate to the wrong place? Where did that lofty Wang Dong'er from the original story go? Why was she making my bed and tidying up for me?

Could it be because we're both from the Haotian Sect? Does she feel more familiar and closer to me than she does to others?

That was most likely it. I thought she was the kind of pampered young lady who never lifted a finger. I'd even been planning to make her bed for her. Who would've thought...

Wang Dong'er, who was putting things away, stiffened.

Her back was turned to Lin Ye, and her body paused for a moment. But she quickly returned to normal, as though that brief hesitation had merely been an illusion.

Wang Dong'er lightly bit her lip, cursing that guy who was secretly making up nonsense about her hundreds of times in her heart.

Well, well, Lin Ye!

I kindly helped you unpack, and not only were you ungrateful, you actually talked about me like that behind my back?

What spoiled princess? What pampered young lady who never lifted a finger? So that was the image you had of me in your heart—a spoiled, overbearing brat?

She was both annoyed and amused. If she hadn't figured out this boy's personality over the time they'd spent together—knowing that Lin Ye was sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, cold on the outside and warm within—she wouldn't have bothered with his trivial matters at all.

Wang Dong'er took a deep breath, turned around, and wore a faint, perfectly appropriate smile, as though nothing had happened. "All done. Take a look and see if anything needs adjusting."

Only then did Lin Ye come back to his senses. He waved his hand, looking a little embarrassed. "No, no, it's already great. Thanks for the help. I was supposed to be the one helping you unpack."

He truly felt a little awkward.

Wang Dong'er huffed inwardly, but didn't show it. She merely shook her head. "Mm, it wasn't any trouble."

The dorm fell quiet for a few seconds. Looking at the bustling campus outside the window, Lin Ye had an idea and took the initiative to invite her. "Want to go for a walk? We can familiarize ourselves with the academy."

The moment he said that, Wang Dong'er looked up at him in surprise.

Was this really the Lin Ye she knew?

Setting aside all those thoughts from the diary, after interacting with him in person these past few days, she knew his personality all too well.

He looked extremely aloof on the surface, didn't like talking, and kept a certain distance from everyone—the typical type who was cold outside but warm inside.

Most of the time, she was the one who took the initiative to start conversations, while he merely chimed in with a few words beside her. He rarely took the initiative to say anything, much less invite her somewhere.

Had the sun risen in the west today?

Surprised though she was, Wang Dong'er nodded almost immediately. A faint, imperceptible smile flashed in her eyes. "Sure. I wanted to take a look around Shrek Academy anyway."

The two left the freshmen dormitory building side by side.

The moment they stepped outside, Lin Ye's gaze seemed drawn by something. It drifted uncontrollably toward the old man lying in a rocking chair and basking in the sun not far from the dorm entrance.

He had already cursed himself countless times in his heart.

Before coming here, he'd warned himself over and over: Don't look at Mu En! Don't stare at that old man by the entrance!

But some things were just like that. When you didn't know the truth, you could face them calmly. But once you knew the old man's true identity...

The master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion, an Ultimate Douluo, the Dragon God Douluo Mu En—one of the people standing at the very pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

You simply couldn't control your gaze!

It was like knowing spoilers would ruin the experience, yet still being unable to resist flipping to the end to see the conclusion. Curiosity and reverence intertwined, making his eyes fall again and again upon that seemingly ordinary old man.

Mu En, who was lying in the rocking chair, stirred slightly beneath his closed eyelids.

His senses were far sharper than those of ordinary people, so he naturally noticed those repeated gazes landing on him.

With a slight sweep of his senses, he found the source of the gaze—it was the little fellow who had entered the dormitory building earlier.

This little fellow was interesting.

Mu En pondered inwardly. He could sense that the child's soul power was formidable, far exceeding the standard of others his age.

What was stranger was the look in the child's eyes when he looked at him. It held both reverence and understanding, as though he knew his background. That wasn't the look an ordinary new student should have.

Lying in the rocking chair and gazing at the sky, Mu En narrowed his aged eyes slightly. A glint of sharpness flashed through his cloudy pupils.

Lin Ye finally tore his gaze away from Mu En. He sighed in relief, then couldn't help pondering something else.

He had noticed it when they entered the dorm earlier. Dorm 108 only had two beds—it was a genuine two-person room.

He had been completely misled by his preconceived impression from the original story. He'd always thought Shrek's freshmen dorms were four-person rooms, and he'd even prepared himself to be roommates with Huo Yuhao.

But now, he and Wang Dong'er occupied the dorm by themselves. There simply wasn't an extra bed left.

Then what would Huo Yuhao do?

As he walked outside, Lin Ye began writing in his diary.

I hadn't noticed this at all before. Shrek's freshmen dorms are actually two-person rooms? I thought they were four-person rooms, and I was even prepared to be roommates with Huo Yuhao.

Well, this is awkward. Without Wang Dong'er, who was Huo Yuhao supposed to squeeze into a dorm with?

While writing in his diary, he and Wang Dong'er walked side by side away from the freshmen dormitory area, heading toward Shrek Square.

They had just turned a corner when two exceptionally beautiful girls approached them from the opposite direction.

They were the same two girls they had encountered at the freshmen registration entrance.

Just as Lin Ye was inwardly remarking on how coincidental this was, the girl in the lead actually stopped in front of him.