Black Fart

An Chen sidestepped Dai Mubai's tiger claw, holding the Iron Pot across his body, his expression calm.

"Enough."

Dai Mubai groped through the fog, yet he could not find his bearings.

He could sense that the Black Fog seemed alive, trapping him firmly within it.

A moment later, the Black Fog began to disperse.

Only then did Dai Mubai realize that his tiger claw was suspended in midair, less than a foot from Tang San's head.

He withdrew his hand. His Evil Eye was filled with shock as he turned to look at An Chen.

"You..."

"If this goes on, there won't be a hotel left." An Chen spoke blandly as the Iron Pot vanished into the air.

Dai Mubai fell silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

The golden light around him faded, and the effect of White Tiger Possession receded, leaving him in a sorry state.

"Another monster has shown up." Dai Mubai nodded and gave the three of them a long look. "I think we'll meet again soon. When you get to Shrek Academy, if anyone gives you trouble, tell them the Evil Eye White Tiger, Dai Mubai, sent you."

With that, he beckoned to the Twin Girls and took the lead out of the hotel.

Xiao Wu could not help calling after Dai Mubai's retreating back, "How did you know we were going to Shrek Academy?"

Dai Mubai stopped and said coldly, "You're only around twelve, aren't you? At that age, with Soul Power above level twenty, coming at this time—if you aren't here to enroll at Shrek Academy, then what else could you be doing?"

He paused. "Twelve... Hahaha, twelve. I'm already fifteen. Tang San, I'll be waiting for you at Shrek Academy. And that kid who lets out black farts."

Before the last word faded, Dai Mubai had already left the hotel.

Black fart? You're the black fart. Your whole family is black farts. An Chen's face immediately darkened.

Xiao Wu burst out laughing. "Black fart... Hahahaha..."

Even Tang San could not stop the corner of his mouth from twitching.

An Chen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to chase after him and beat him up.

Forget it. A gentleman's revenge was never too late, even after ten years.

No, he would not need ten years. He would deal with him once they reached Shrek Academy.

The lobby was a complete mess. Manager Wang wore a bitter expression, but he did not dare say anything.

Tang San flexed his injured right arm and turned to An Chen. "Thanks. If it weren't for you just now, I probably would've been bedridden for a few days."

"It was nothing." An Chen nodded, his expression already calm again.

Xiao Wu looked An Chen up and down, her eyes lighting up. "You're going to Shrek Academy too, right? Why don't you come with us?"

Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu without saying anything.

This girl really got familiar with people fast, An Chen thought.

"Sure." He nodded, then looked at Tang San's expression.

Tang San looked back at him, a trace of wariness in his eyes.

"Third Brother, he helped us just now." Xiao Wu tugged at Tang San's sleeve. "It won't hurt to know one more person."

Tang San was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Then let's go together." He looked at An Chen. "My name is Tang San, and this is my younger sister, Xiao Wu. By the way, what should we call you? Do you have a place to stay?"

"An Chen. I'm staying at an inn in the eastern part of the city," An Chen said. "It's a bit far from here."

"Then shall we set off early tomorrow morning?" Tang San asked. "We still want to take a look around Suotu City later. Want to come with us?"

Wouldn't going with you two just mean asking to be force-fed romance? An Chen shook his head. "No need. You two go ahead."

An Chen knew what they were going to do.

In the original story, Tang San went to buy Plate Crystal at this time.

But he did not intend to get involved. He did not even know how to use that Plate Crystal.

"Alright. We'll meet at the entrance to the Rose Hotel early tomorrow."

"Mm." Tang San nodded.

An Chen turned and left, heading east.

Early the next morning.

An Chen arrived at the entrance to the Rose Hotel. Tang San and Xiao Wu were already waiting.

"Morning." An Chen nodded.

"Morning," Tang San replied.

An Chen looked them over. They both seemed to be in good spirits, and Tang San's shoulder injury had improved considerably.

It seemed things had gone smoothly.

Yesterday, An Chen had also gone to the bank and withdrawn some Gold Soul Coins for the registration fee and tuition.

"Let's go," Tang San said. "Shrek Academy is to the south. We should be able to find it by following the main road after leaving the city."

The three left Suotu City through its southern gate and headed south along the main road.

An Chen followed behind, listening to Tang San and Xiao Wu chat.

These two chatted nonstop all the way. He had no idea where they found so much to talk about.

"Where are you from?" Xiao Wu turned back and asked An Chen.

"Tieyan City," An Chen answered.

Xiao Wu asked, "Are you twelve too?"

"Yeah."

Xiao Wu blinked. "Then you're the same age as us."

Did I look that old? An Chen smiled but said nothing.

"What's your Wuhun?" Xiao Wu asked curiously. "That pot from yesterday?"

"Mm."

"A pot?" Xiao Wu blinked. "That Wuhun... is pretty unusual."

Unusual? An Chen laughed inwardly.

It was more than unusual. It was downright bizarre.

But he had no intention of explaining much.

The three traveled along the main road for more than two hours. Vast fields stretched along both sides, and farmers occasionally passed by.

"Why aren't we there yet?" Xiao Wu was getting impatient. Then she called in a deliberately sweet voice, "Brother."

Still couldn't avoid it. An Chen sighed and did not want to look ahead anymore.

Then he saw Tang San voluntarily crouch down. Xiao Wu took a running start and leaped onto his back, chatting and laughing with him as if no one else existed behind them.

An Chen turned his head to admire the scenery beside the road.

After another quarter of an hour, the outline of a Village finally appeared ahead.

"Is this it?" Xiao Wu jumped down from Tang San's back and looked ahead, somewhat puzzled.

A wooden arch stood at the village entrance. A battered plaque hung from it, carved with the words "Shrek Academy," along with the image of a green monster's head.

The plaque hung crookedly, and the wooden posts had not even been painted. It looked as though it had been thrown together temporarily.

"This... is Shrek Academy?" Tang San was stunned.

An Chen looked at the shabby plaque and grumbled inwardly: Flender was truly stingy. He could not even bear to get a decent sign for the academy.

On the surface, however, he merely nodded faintly. "It should be."

Quite a few people had gathered at the village entrance, mostly parents bringing their children to enroll.

Tang San gave them a rough glance. There were at least a hundred people.

"Looks like there are quite a lot of people," Xiao Wu said.

The three walked closer and found a table beneath the arch, with an old man seated behind it.

At that moment, a teenage boy and his father came to the table to register.

The old man lazily said, "The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins. Just put them in that box."

The boy's father hurriedly took ten Gold Soul Coins from his robes and placed them into the battered box beside them, which had been pieced together from several wooden boards.

"Hold out your hand." The boy extended his hand before the old man, who squeezed it twice and shook his head. "You're over the age limit. Next."

The boy's face instantly turned pale. "But I only had my birthday yesterday..."

The old man impatiently waved a hand. "Don't block the people behind you. Don't you know the academy's rules? We only accept children under thirteen. Anyone over thirteen will not be accepted. Leave."

The boy's father grew anxious. "Then the registration fee..."

"Registration fees are nonrefundable," the old man said blandly.

The boy's father's face reddened as he angrily said, "You're scamming people! Return our registration fee, or we won't leave! If I'd known this lousy academy was so awful, we never would've come!"

The old man glanced at him. "Mubai, someone wants their registration fee back. Deal with it."

A figure sprang up from the side. "Want your registration fee back? Fine. Beat me, and you'll get every last coin back."

It was Dai Mubai.

He directly released three Soul Rings—Two Yellow and One Purple. The fluctuations of his Soul Power stirred invisible pressure in the air as cold light flickered in his Evil Eye, fixed upon the father and son.