My Vice Dean Husband

Zhou Yi had originally taught upper-year students, but because the elimination rate in her classes had been too high, she had been reassigned to teach freshmen.

And Bai Ran's words had undoubtedly struck a raw nerve.

Zhou Yi was a young woman pretending to be an "old lady." If she had truly been an old lady, those few remarks might have been enough to give her a heart attack.

"You! You! You!"

Zhou Yi was so furious that she could barely speak coherently.

"What about me? You can't even speak properly, and you're a teacher?"

Every other freshman in the classroom was marveling inwardly: Where had this warrior come from? He was ridiculously bold.

"Fine, I can't make the decision. I'll find someone who can!"

With that, Zhou Yi stormed out.

Judging by her direction, she was headed to the Academic Affairs Office to find the dean of studies.

Why was Zhou Yi able to run wild within Shrek Academy, expelling students whenever she pleased?

Even if students failed their entrance assessments, they would merely be held back a year. Only after failing three assessments in total would they be expelled from the academy.

On the strength of Zhou Yi alone, a Soul Emperor in her sixties?

Bai Ran: It's not that I look down on Zhou Yi, but once I break through to Soul Ancestor, I can take her on whenever I want.

In the end, wasn't it just because Zhou Yi had a good husband?

Fan Yu, the vice dean of the Outer Court Soul Guidance Department, one of Shrek Academy's three Eight-Rank Soul Engineers, and a core teacher of the Soul Guidance Department.

Honestly, without Fan Yu, Zhou Yi would be nothing.

Did she really think she could expel freshmen whenever she wanted? Wasn't it Fan Yu cleaning up after her from behind the scenes? The relevant Outer Court staff responsible for such matters were also happy to do Fan Yu a favor.

Bai Ran: With Zhou Yi's useless standards, still clinging to Shrek Academy's teaching methods from ten thousand years ago, I seriously wonder whether her year-end promotion was because her report was titled My Vice Dean Husband.

By rights, the dean of Shrek Academy—even a vice dean—should possess the cultivation of a Title Douluo.

For instance, Qian Duoduo, the Soul Guidance Department's other vice dean, was a Title Douluo.

However, due to the Sun Moon Empire's blockade against the Douluo Three Kingdoms, the highest-ranked Soul Engineers on the Douluo Three Kingdoms side were only eighth-rank.

Thus, Fan Yu becoming an Eight-Rank Soul Engineer was still quite an accomplishment.

What a pity... Forget it. Respect other people's choices. Maybe engineering men liked this sort of old fairy woman.

Not long after, Bai Ran and Huo Yuhao were informed that they were to report to the dean of studies' office.

Du Weilun, the dean of studies of the Outer Court, looked at Zhou Yi in his office, then at the file before him. His expression could not have been uglier.

An eleven-year-old Soul Elder at rank thirty-one, who not only possessed a thousand-year first soul ring, but also a ten-thousand-year second soul ring.

Such terrifying talent would not be an exaggeration to call unprecedented and unmatched.

Yet Zhou Yi actually wanted to expel him?

If he were truly expelled, Zhou Yi could rely on Fan Yu, but Du Weilun would probably lose his job the very next second.

Du Weilun: Being laid off in middle age—do you know how painful that is for a middle-aged man?

"Director Du, a student who disrespects teachers like this should not be allowed to remain in Shrek Academy. He is tarnishing Shrek Academy's reputation."

Shrek Academy cared deeply about its public reputation. Zhou Yi believed that once she brought this up, Director Du would definitely agree to expel him.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, haven't you read his file? He's an eleven-year-old Soul Elder."

"So what if he's an eleven-year-old Soul Elder? Shrek Academy has no shortage of geniuses."

Listening to Zhou Yi, Du Weilun felt that there was definitely something wrong with this woman's brain.

Then again, a woman in her thirties who always wore an old lady's mask—could she possibly be normal?

If not for the sake of her husband, her teaching certificate would have been revoked long ago.

Du Weilun had thought that assigning Zhou Yi to teach freshmen would keep her from causing trouble, but the result was even worse than he had imagined.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, then let me ask you this: what was your cultivation at eleven? Were you even a Great Soul Master?"

"No."

Zhou Yi shook her head as if it were perfectly justified.

But that did not stop her from looking down on an eleven-year-old Soul Elder.

So what if he was a genius? Geniuses should respect teachers too.

Bai Ran: Did I ask you to be my teacher?

Du Weilun rubbed his forehead with a headache.

No, he could not continue talking to Zhou Yi. If he did, Du Weilun feared he would be angered to death.

Meanwhile, Bai Ran and Huo Yuhao were walking toward the dean of studies' office.

The entire way, Huo Yuhao tightly held Bai Ran's small hand.

Bai Ran's palm had become sticky, probably covered in sweat.

"Bai Ran, will we really be alright?"

"Don't worry. We'll be fine."

"Well, well. Why are you little ones here? If this dean remembers correctly, today is the first day for freshmen, isn't it?

Be careful, or this dean will tell your freshman homeroom teacher that you slipped out during class."

At some point, a middle-aged woman appeared behind them. She was about five feet seven inches tall, fair-skinned, with her black hair neatly pinned up.

The woman was Xian Lin'er, whom Bai Ran had met once during the entrance assessment.