Was His Boss Also Some Old Monster Reborn with His Memories?

"Waaah..."

Huyan Ye was still a child, after all, only about ten years old.

Before long, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He bawled as he begged at the top of his lungs,

"Stop hitting me!"

"Eldest Young Master, I was wrong!"

"Waaah, stop! Please stop! You'll beat me to death!"

"Waaah... It hurts! Please, Eldest Young Master, stop hitting me..."

Only then did Qian Renchuan stop punching. He shook out his wrists and looked down at him.

"So now you admit you were wrong?"

"Weren't you acting pretty high and mighty when you kicked down my door?"

Tears and snot streamed down Huyan Ye's face as he cried incoherently,

"Eldest Young Master, I really was wrong!"

"I misunderstood you! I'll never dare do it again!"

"And... and it's not like I insisted on coming!"

"It was His Holiness the Pope!"

"His Holiness the Pope secretly ordered us to teach you a lesson! He said anything was fine as long as we didn't kill you!"

"I only dared to come because the Pope told me to!"

At those words,

Qian Renchuan inwardly curled his lip.

He had known all along that old bastard Qian Xunji was up to no good. Hearing it from Huyan Ye only left him even more speechless.

"Enough. Don't try using Qian Xunji to intimidate me."

Qian Renchuan got up off Huyan Ye and swept his gaze across the dozen or so people sprawled all over the floor.

"All of you, get up!"

His explosive shout

actually carried a measure of authority.

How could those dozen students dare to keep playing dead?

Gritting their teeth against the searing pain, they scrambled to their feet.

Their heads hung low.

They trembled all over.

"Heh. Come to your senses now? Still planning to teach me a lesson?"

The students were scared out of their wits, shaking their heads like rattles.

"No! We're speechless! We'll never dare again!"

"Your might is unrivaled, Eldest Young Master! We're nothing but blind little ants!"

"Will you disturb my sleep again?"

"No, no, no! Sleep all you like! Waaah..."

Qian Renchuan pointed at the wreckage strewn across the dorm room, his voice icy.

"Fix my door."

"Put everything on the floor back where it belongs."

"Then get the hell out, all of you! If any of you dare cause me trouble again, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Huyan Ye and the others felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They nodded frantically again.

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't worry, Eldest Young Master! We'll clean it up right away!"

"We'll never dare bother you again!"

The dozen gifted students, so proud and arrogant just moments earlier, now looked like frightened quails as they frantically tidied the room.

They righted cabinets, picked up scattered belongings, and pieced together the wooden door they had kicked apart.

They worked with remarkable speed.

In no time at all, they had made the room barely presentable again.

"E-Eldest Young Master, we're finished. C-can we go now?"

His face swollen like a pig's head, Huyan Ye spoke with painstaking caution.

"Scram!"

"Yes, yes! We'll roll right out! Right away!"

As though granted a special pardon, Huyan Ye and the others immediately dropped to the floor, lining up head to foot.

They actually curled themselves into balls and rolled out of the room.

Only once they had rolled outside

did they dare get up and flee.

Inside the dorm room,

silence returned.

Qian Renchuan had no idea where all this sleepiness came from.

Before long, he was yawning again. He shook out his bedding and lay back down.

On the bed opposite, Huo Yuhao clenched his fists as he watched Qian Renchuan's utterly unconcerned manner.

My boss can't be judged by normal standards.

His current strength is far beyond anything I expected.

What's going on? I saw plenty of geniuses at Shrek Academy in my previous life, but I never even heard of anyone like this.

Could my boss also be some old monster reborn with his memories?

Whatever the case, I'll have to keep an even lower profile around him and work even harder.

Eyes closed, Qian Renchuan listened to Huo Yuhao's thoughts, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

Oh, Number Three. Go ahead and keep that low profile.

The more you hold back and the harder you cultivate, the greater the rewards your big brother gets.

Outside the room,

Instructor Chen had witnessed everything from the shadows of the corridor and was frozen to the spot.

He had come on the Chiefs' orders to ensure Qian Renchuan wasn't beaten too badly.

At the first sign of danger, he was to intervene.

But what had happened instead?

Qian Renchuan hadn't needed his protection at all!

This had been nothing short of a one-sided slaughter!

A dozen ten-year-old Soul Grandmasters had been beaten into wailing for their parents by a six-year-old child using nothing but his fists.

That physical strength was simply terrifying!

Downstairs, outside the Boys' Dormitory,

Qian Renxue and several girls were still waiting quietly in a corner.

The girls around her chattered excitedly, speculating without pause.

"What do you think? Has the Eldest Young Master had all his teeth knocked out by now?"

"Do you even need to ask? Huyan Ye took a dozen people up there, all of them among the best fighters in our class!"

"Exactly! With Huyan Ye's diamond mammoth martial soul and the strength of Wang Meng and the others, even without using their martial souls, their fists alone could leave that good-for-nothing Qian Renchuan bedridden for half a month!"

"Ah, just thinking about it feels so satisfying!"

"Serves him right for sleeping in class every day and looking down on everyone just because he's the Pope's eldest son. Someone's finally teaching him a lesson!"

"I bet he's clinging to Huyan Ye's leg and crying for mercy right now!"

As the girls' remarks grew increasingly brazen, Qian Renxue's expression darkened, but she said nothing.

She, too, believed Qian Renchuan would suffer terribly tonight.

After all, those were a dozen ten-year-old Soul Grandmasters.

Even without martial souls, their fists alone would be more than enough to make a grown man suffer.

And Qian Renchuan was only six!!!

Boss is definitely going to take a serious beating this time.

With so many people ganging up on him, he'll end up bruised, swollen, and utterly humiliated.

But that might be for the best. Only by experiencing this kind of humiliation and pain can he truly awaken his competitive spirit!

As long as this lesson wakes him up and gets him to cultivate with everything he has, a little physical suffering will be worth it.

As these thoughts ran through Qian Renxue's mind, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Just then, a jumble of footsteps came from the entrance to the Boys' Dormitory.

The girls lit up at the sound.

"Here they come! They're out!"

"Quick, let's go ask how badly the Eldest Young Master got beaten!"

"I bet Huyan Ye dragged him out like a dead dog! Hahaha!"

"I can't wait! It's such a shame we couldn't go inside the Boys' Dormitory and see it for ourselves."

"Who says we can't see? We'll find out tomorrow."

"That's right! Hahaha..."

The girls hurried over, brimming with excitement.

But as they drew closer and saw the approaching figures in the faint moonlight, every one of them froze.

The smiles on their faces stiffened.

What...

was going on?