The Dean Approved the Formation of a New Team

A thin veil of morning mist shrouded Shrek Academy. The air was cool and damp, carrying the distinct sweet freshness of grass and trees into their lungs.

Mo Yuan walked at the front at an unhurried pace, the hem of his robe swaying gently with each step.

Lin Chen and Zhu Zhuqing followed side by side. Neither spoke, each carrying their own concerns.

Their teacher had called them out first thing that morning. They hardly needed to think to know this was no ordinary training session.

They crossed the training grounds, skirted the student dormitories, and headed straight for the dean's offices in the deepest part of the academy. Students rarely set foot here, and the place was absurdly quiet. Even the rustle of leaves in the wind sounded unusually clear.

The wooden door to the dean's office was thick and antique, its surface carved with intricate martial soul patterns that lent it an air of solemnity.

Mo Yuan raised his hand and gently knocked three times.

A languid yet authoritative voice soon came from within, casual and clear. "Come in."

They pushed open the door and entered an office filled with light, its windows bright and its surfaces spotless.

The dean sat behind a broad wooden desk, leafing through files. A yellowed tournament document rested between his fingertips, and his relaxed expression made him look as though he were idling away his days.

When he looked up and saw Mo Yuan enter, he immediately set down what he was holding. A clear flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, followed by a teasing smile.

"Well, this is a rarity."

The dean leaned back slightly, folding his hands over his abdomen as he regarded Mo Yuan with interest.

"Mo Yuan, the instructor who loves slipping away for some peace and quiet