Could the Boss Be Some Old Monster Reborn With His Memories?

"Waaah..."

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

Before long, he could take no more. He bawled as he begged for mercy,

"Stop hitting me!"

"Eldest Young Master, I was wrong!"

"Waaah, stop! Please stop! You'll kill me if you keep going."

"Waaah... It hurts! Please, Eldest Young Master, don't hit me anymore..."

Only then did Qian Renchuan lower his fists. He shook out his wrists and looked down at Huyan Ye,

"Admitting you were wrong now?"

"You seemed pretty cocky when you kicked down my door."

Huyan Ye cried so hard that his nose ran. His words came out in a muddle,

"Eldest Young Master, I really was wrong!"

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

"And... and it wasn't even my idea to come!"

"It was His Holiness the Pope!"

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

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

At that,

Qian Renchuan curled his lip inwardly.

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

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

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

"Get up, all of you!"

His shout thundered through the room.

It even carried a certain authority.

How could those students dare keep playing dead?

One by one, they gritted their teeth against the pain and scrambled to their feet.

Their heads hung low.

They trembled.

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

The dozen or so students nearly jumped out of their skins. They shook their heads frantically,

"We wouldn't dare! We'll never do it again!"

"Eldest Young Master, your might is unmatched! We're just a bunch of blind fools!"

"Will you disturb my sleep again?"

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

Qian Renchuan pointed at the wrecked dorm room, his voice cold,

"Fix my door."

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

"Then get out. If any of you dare bother me again, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Huyan Ye and the others looked as though they had been granted a pardon. They nodded over and over,

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

"We'll never bother you again!"

The dozen or so gifted students who had been so proud before now scurried about like frightened quails, tidying the dorm room.

They righted the cabinet, picked things up, and pieced together the door they had kicked apart.

They worked fast.

In no time, they had made the dorm room barely presentable.

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

Huyan Ye asked cautiously, his face swollen beyond recognition.

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes! We're going. Right now."

Huyan Ye and the others dropped to the floor at once, each behind the next.

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

Only after they had rolled outside

did they dare get up and flee.

Inside the dorm room,

quiet returned.

Qian Renchuan had no idea where his sleepiness came from.

Before long, he yawned again, shook out his blanket, and lay back down.

On the bed opposite him, Huo Yuhao watched Qian Renchuan's unconcerned expression and clenched his fists.

I can't judge the Boss by common sense.

He's far stronger than I expected.

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

Could the Boss be some old monster reborn with his memories?

Whatever the truth is, I'll have to be even more patient and work even harder around him.

Qian Renchuan lay with his eyes closed, listening to Huo Yuhao's thoughts. The corners of his mouth lifted.

Third Brother, keep holding back all you want.

The more you hold back and the harder you train, the greater the rewards I'll receive.

Outside the dorm room,

Instructor Chen had watched everything from the shadows of the corridor. He stood frozen in place.

He had come on the Chiefs' orders to make sure Qian Renchuan did not get beaten too badly.

If Qian Renchuan was in danger, he was to step in immediately.

But what had happened?

Qian Renchuan had no need of his protection.

It had been a one-sided slaughter!

A six-year-old child had beaten a dozen ten-year-old Soul Grandmasters with nothing but his fists until they cried for mercy.

His physical strength was terrifying!

Downstairs from the Boys' Dormitory,

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

The other girls chattered excitedly among themselves,

"Do you think the Eldest Young Master’s already had all his teeth knocked out?"

"Isn't it obvious? Huyan Ye took more than a dozen people up there, and they're all among the best in our class!"

"Exactly! With Huyan Ye's Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul and Wang Meng's strength, even without using their Martial Souls, they could beat that useless Qian Renchuan so badly he wouldn't get out of bed for half a month!"

"Just thinking about it feels great!"

"That's what he gets for sleeping in class every day and looking down on everyone because he's the Pope's Eldest Young Master. 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' talk grew increasingly unrestrained, Qian Renxue's face darkened, but she said nothing.

She, too, believed Qian Renchuan was in for a terrible night.

After all, there were more than a dozen ten-year-old Soul Grandmasters up there.

Even without their Martial Souls, their fists alone would be enough to give an adult a hard time.

And Qian Renchuan was only six!

The Boss is bound to suffer this time.

Getting surrounded and beaten by so many people will leave him bruised and humiliated.

But maybe that's for the best. Only by experiencing this humiliation and pain will his competitive spirit truly awaken!

If this lesson makes him come to his senses and start training with everything he's got, a few bruises will be worth it.

Qian Renxue kept turning it over in her mind. Without realizing it, she clenched both hands into fists.

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

The girls perked up at once,

"They're coming! They're out!"

“Quick, let's go ask how badly they beat the Eldest Young Master!”

“I bet Huyan Ye's dragging him out like a dead dog! Hahaha!”

“I can't wait! Too bad we couldn't go into the Boys' Dormitory and see it for ourselves.”

"Who says? We'll see tomorrow."

"That's right! Hahaha..."

The girls hurried forward in excitement.

But as they drew closer and saw the figures in the faint moonlight, they all stopped dead.

The smiles froze on their faces.

What...

What had happened?