To Save Erlong, I'll Steal Xiao Gang's Body!

At the sound of that familiar voice.

Flender whipped around.

"Erlong?!"

Liu Erlong was glaring at him. Beside her, Ma Hongjun and Oscar had their heads tucked down like a pair of quails.

He didn't know what to feel.

Joy, nerves, worry—all tangled together.

"Erlong, what did these two brats do? Why are they with you?"

Liu Erlong glared at him.

"Hmph! Your fine students dared to harass my student!"

Ma Hongjun scrambled over to Flender and cried out indignantly:

"Headmaster! We didn't do anything! We only said a few words!"

"A few words? You're still lying in front of your teacher!"

Erlong's anger flared, and her Soul Power surged with it.

Ma Hongjun's legs went weak. He hid behind Flender and wailed.

"Headmaster, save me! She really wants to kill me!"

Oscar stood to one side, trembling so hard he barely dared to breathe.

He was secretly glad he had only looked twice and hadn't said a word out of line.

Seeing that Erlong was genuinely furious, Flender hurried forward to smooth things over with an ingratiating smile.

"Come on, Erlong, calm down! Let the brat off this once for my sake. I'll give him a sound thrashing later, I promise!"

Erlong's face was livid. She gave a cold snort.

She turned and sat at a nearby wooden table, still seething.

Flender breathed a sigh of relief and hurried after her.

He filled a cup with tea and offered it to her, hoping to cool her temper.

"Erlong, Hongjun isn't a bad kid at heart. The side effects of his Martial Soul are just too strong. He's my disciple. I can't stand by and watch him die."

Bang!

Erlong slammed the cup onto the table, splashing tea from it.

"So that's where he got the nerve! From you! Honestly,