Class Nine's homeroom teacher Mu Jin nearly drove Zhou Yi mad

After getting up and washing, Lin Fan immediately went to find Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao. They had agreed yesterday to transfer classes together.

Fortunately, Lin Fan knew Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were roommates, and that Wang Dong lived on the same floor as he did. He soon found Wang Dong's room.

At the door of Dormitory 108, Lin Fan saw that it was closed and gave it a polite knock.

A moment later, the door slowly opened. Wang Dong stood behind it.

Seeing her, Lin Fan greeted her.

"Good morning, Wang Dong."

Wang Dong smiled when she saw him.

"Morning, Lin Fan! Those two packets of herbs you gave me last night really worked. They healed my injuries. Thank you."

Huo Yuhao injured me a while ago, but after I used your herbs, I was healed overnight.

Lin Fan continued.

"Mm. I told you they'd work. Wang Dong, let's find Xiao Xiao and go transfer classes together."

Wang Dong answered softly.

"All right... But how do we find Xiao Xiao? The fourth floor is the girls' dormitory. We can't go up there. If we're caught, we'll be expelled."

After a moment's thought, Lin Fan replied.

"Let's wait for her at the stairwell exit. Xiao Xiao lives on the fourth floor, so she'll have to come down."

Wang Dong nodded. "Mm..."

They headed for the stairwell exit. The Dormitory Building had only one, and when they reached it,

they saw students from different years coming downstairs, including quite a few seniors. They were all returning to class.

The two stood by the stairwell door and waited for Xiao Xiao.

A long while passed.

"Good morning, Lin Fan, Wang Dong! What are you waiting for here?"

A voice suddenly came from the stairwell.

They looked toward it and saw Xiao Xiao descending the stairs step by step. She came over to them.

Lin Fan smiled.

"Good morning, Xiao Xiao! We're waiting for you so we can ask Teacher Du to transfer us together."

Wang Dong waved with a smile.

"Morning, Xiao Xiao! Come on, let's go transfer classes."

Xiao Xiao smiled back.

"Okay! Now that all three of us are here, let's go."

Lin Fan said, "Mm..."

Wang Dong said, "Mm..."

Walking beside Lin Fan, Xiao Xiao leaned toward him and said,

"Oh, right, Lin Fan. I used one of the two packets of herbs you gave me last night. It worked really well. Thank you."

She had put one packet in her bath last night. By morning, the exhaustion and injuries left from the laps Zhou Yi had made her run were gone.

"You're welcome."

Lin Fan answered.

After asking several senior students for directions, the three found Du Weilun's office and saw him working inside.

They pushed the door open and walked in slowly. The office was as large as a living room, with only a few teachers working inside.

The other chairs were empty, though teaching books lay on their desks. Those teachers had evidently gone to teach their classes.

The three hurried to Du Weilun's desk.

Lin Fan spoke first.

"Teacher Du."

Recognizing the three who had helped him with work earlier, Du Weilun took an immediate liking to them and smiled.

"It's you three! What can I do for you?"

Lin Fan got straight to the point.

"Teacher Du, the three of us want to transfer classes."

"You want to transfer classes?"

Du Weilun looked startled, then asked in confusion,

"Why? You three seemed to be doing fine before. What happened?"

Were these three here to make trouble for me?

As director of the Martial Soul Department, he had considerable authority, but transferring students was still a hassle.

"We don't want to stay in Class One."

Lin Fan said,

"That's right, Teacher Du. We don't want to stay in Class One, and we don't want Zhou Yi teaching us!"

Xiao Xiao said earnestly,

"Teacher Du, we really don't want to stay in Class One or attend Zhou Yi's lessons."

Wang Dong nodded.

"Well..."

After pondering for a moment, Du Weilun pursed his lips. He looked at the three and smiled.

"All right. I'll allow it. Which class do you want to join? I'll handle the transfer paperwork."

I might as well agree to these three youngsters.

That old woman Zhou Yi had certainly left an impression. I'd like to give her another scolding.

Wang Dong looked at Lin Fan.

"You decide, Lin Fan. We're following you."

Xiao Xiao's bright eyes turned to him too.

"Right. We're transferring with you. Whichever class you pick, we'll go there."

Feeling both their gazes on him, Lin Fan thought for a moment, then looked back at Du Weilun.

"Teacher Du, we'd like to join Class Nine."

"All right. You can transfer to Class Nine. Wait here a moment."

Without hesitation, Du Weilun turned toward Mu Jin, who was about to return to her class, and called out.

"Teacher Mu Jin, come here for a moment."

"Director Du, I need to teach Class Nine. What do you need?"

Hearing him, Mu Jin strolled over to his desk and looked at him inquiringly.

When the short-haired, purple-haired Mu Jin reached him, Du Weilun pointed at Lin Fan and the other two.

"Teacher Mu Jin, make arrangements for these three. You're Class Nine's homeroom teacher now."

"These three?"

Only then did Mu Jin notice Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, and Lin Fan beside him. She said in surprise,

"Director Du, you must be joking. I have over a hundred students in Class Nine! How am I supposed to squeeze in three more?"

Her class already had over a hundred students. Taking even one more would be a strain, and now she had to fit in three.

Wasn't Director Du making things difficult for me?

"I don't care, Teacher Mu Jin. These three are coming from Class One. You must make room for them today."

Du Weilun refused to budge and pointed at Xiao Xiao, Wang Dong, and Lin Fan.

"From Class One?"

Mu Jin froze. At the news that they were from Class One, her troubled expression changed, and she managed a smile.

"All right, Director Du. I'll place all three in Class Nine."

So they're from Class One. In that case, I can make room.

"Mm."

Du Weilun gave a rare smile.

Teacher Mu Jin was quite understanding after all. I thought she'd refuse again.

Mu Jin turned to the three and said with a gentle smile,

"Come with me to Class Nine. There should still be a few empty seats."

"Yes, Teacher Mu Jin."

Lin Fan and the others answered in unison.

With that, Mu Jin turned and led Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, and Lin Fan out of the office toward Class Nine.

"Why do you three want to transfer? What's wrong with Class One? Has Zhou Yi been treating you horribly?"

Holding her textbook, Mu Jin glanced back at the three following her as she walked.

"Mm... That's why we reported Zhou Yi and requested a transfer."

Lin Fan answered.

"Exactly..."

Xiao Xiao said softly.

"Mm..."

Wang Dong added.

"Hahaha! Good for you! I've never liked Zhou Yi. Her way of teaching is downright perverse."

Mu Jin laughed, her mood lifting.

Zhou Yi had expelled her younger brother without a moment's hesitation, and her teaching methods were just as twisted. She deserved to be reported by her students.

Meanwhile...

Class One was frighteningly silent. The mood was awful, and Zhou Yi was like a bomb glowing red-hot.

Zhou Yi had grown anxious when she saw that Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, and Lin Fan were absent again.

She snapped the chalk in her hand in anger, told everyone to study on their own, and went to look for the three.

After searching everywhere, she learned from Director Du that they had already transferred.

Zhou Yi was stunned. Nearly beside herself with rage, she returned to teach Class One, her face furious and her expression fierce.

"Those wretches! Lin Fan, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao—I could beat the three of you to death! How dare you transfer classes and get me scolded by Director Du again?"

She really wanted to beat them to death. Because of those three, she had suffered more humiliation than she had in years.