As Expected of the Rascal Rabbit's Daughter

"Hey, Yang Lin, how about we go outside and have a match? I want to see how big the gap between us is."

Wang Dong was itching to give it a try.

She had come to Shrek precisely because she wanted to meet more prodigies.

And now, a prodigy of almost monstrous talent was sharing her dorm room.

Naturally, Wang Dong wanted to see how far apart they were.

Yang Lin said nothing, merely watching her with smiling eyes.

Wang Dong found herself a little afraid to meet those slightly curved, azure eyes.

They seemed to hold a kind of magic, as though staring too long would draw her in.

"Hey, say something! What are you looking at me for?"

Wang Dong shifted her little bottom uneasily.

Yang Lin stood, walked over to Wang Dong, and bent down to study her face carefully before speaking in a serious tone.

"We can talk about fighting later. Wang Dong, let me ask you something first."

"Uh, sure. Go ahead."

Wang Dong had been sitting on the bed, but as the white-haired boy drew closer and closer, she quietly shrank toward the wall.

"Do you have some unusual hobby? Like dressing up as a boy?"

Wang Dong froze for a moment. Then her already slightly flushed face turned blazing red, like a girl spewing steam.

She pointed at the smiling white-haired boy before her and said in a trembling voice:

"Y-y-y-you... what nonsense are you spouting? Who... who's dressing up as a boy?! I'm telling you, that's slander! You're slandering me!"

Her pink-and-blue eyes darted up and down, making her look incredibly guilty.

[Host gained Emotional Value from Wang Dong'er +999]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Wang Dong'er +999]

Yang Lin sat back down on his own bed.

"Was I wrong, then?" he asked leisurely.

Wang Dong also realized she had lost her composure. She took a deep breath and recovered.

Though her pretty face was still a little red.

"Of course you were! I'm a real man through and through! Who would dress up as a boy?"

The big white goose lifted her head again, trying to drown out her guilty conscience with sheer volume.

Yang Lin looked at the big white goose with her head held high as though he were looking at a failing student. "Just because you've never read a book, do you think I haven't either?"

"The Light Goddess Butterfly has never been recorded as appearing in a man throughout the tens of thousands of years of the Douluo Continent's history. What other excuses do you have?"

Hearing this, Wang Dong opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words.

Her pretty face flushed crimson, and her slender fingers clenched the bedding beside her.

Yang Lin twisted the knife further. "Besides, your Martial Soul's name gives it away. Light Goddess Butterfly, Light Goddess Butterfly-doesn't 'goddess' mean a woman? Unless you're a femboy?"

"And another thing: when you said we weren't allowed to go naked in the dorm, I already had my suspicions. This just confirmed them."

"Stop talking!"

Wang Dong buried her head in the quilt, hiding like a quail.

At that moment, she practically wanted to die. She had never imagined her disguise would be exposed on her very first day in the dorm.

And by her own roommate, no less.

He had even guessed it the moment he heard her Martial Soul's name.

Could anything be more mortifying?

He won't think I'm a pervert, will he?! A female pervert who likes wearing men's clothes and sneaking into the boys' dorm!

Wang Dong's thoughts ran wild, her embarrassment nearly bursting at the seams.

"Hey, since you've figured it out, don't tell anyone else!"

Wang Dong's muffled voice came from beneath the quilt.

Only this time, her formerly androgynous voice had reverted entirely to a girl's voice.

It actually sounded quite pleasant.

"Wang Dong'er, you wouldn't want anyone finding out you're dressing up as a boy, would you?"

Yang Lin's wicked voice reached Wang Dong's ears, making her wish she could sink into the ground all over again.

Was this bastard saying something like that now because he wanted her to do that sort of thing?

Absolutely not!

Wang Dong immediately threw off the quilt and shouted:

"Hey! I'm warning you, don't even think about threatening me with this! And don't think you can make me help you do anything weird! Give up on that idea! Disgusting! Pervert!"

Yang Lin gave the handsome youth opposite him, with her tousled hair and flushed face, a strange look.

As expected of the rascal rabbit's daughter. He had only said one sentence, and where had her mind gone?

Yang Lin said helplessly:

"Can't you keep your mind a little cleaner? I just wanted to see what you look like in girls' clothes.

"You've made yourself look like a boy, but you speak so girlishly. It's pretty strange."

Wang Dong's angry expression froze at those words, leaving her looking exactly like a silly goose.

She scratched her head awkwardly and laughed it off.

"Ahahaha, don't go getting the wrong idea. That's what I meant too! And if you want to see me in girls' clothes, wait until I'm in a good mood!"

Wang Dong's voice became androgynous again, with a touch of haughty coyness unconsciously creeping into her tone.

She was fairly adaptable, and could already chat comfortably with Yang Lin as a girl.

Yang Lin raised his eyebrows and repeated in a languid tone:

"Wang Dong'er... you wouldn't want..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Can you say anything besides that one line?!"

Wang Dong snapped, truly wanting to seal his mouth shut.

"Can't help it. I'm not very good at keeping my mouth shut. If I don't get to see it, I might accidentally... ah."

"Fine, fine, you win... but I have one condition... let's go outside and fight. If you beat me, I'll wear them."

Wang Dong's large pink-and-blue eyes rolled about, clearly plotting no good.

She added:

"But you're not allowed to use your Martial Soul or Soul Power, or it'd be too unfair to me. Your Soul Power is so much higher, after all... oh, and you have to tie up your hands."

After saying this, Wang Dong felt she was simply brilliant. If Yang Lin agreed, she could take the opportunity to vent her anger on him.

If he refused, she would lose nothing, and would even avoid the embarrassment of putting on girls' clothes.

As expected, she, Wang Dong, was an extraordinary girl with world-shaking wisdom.

When Yang Lin had told her earlier about his fight against the five teachers, he had only given her a rough account.

He had not gone into the specifics.

Thus, Wang Dong still thought Yang Lin had won through his powerful Martial Soul and Soul Skills.

That was why she had proposed those seemingly astonishing terms.

Watching her smug little expression, Yang Lin played along by putting on a troubled look.

"Well... I can't use Soul Skills, and I can't use my hands either. Isn't that a little unfair to me?"

"I don't care! You're the one who wants to see me in girls' clothes! I'm the one calling the shots."

The big white goose thought she finally had Yang Lin under her thumb, and even her words carried a hint of excitement.

Yang Lin fell silent for a while, though he was actually struggling to keep a straight face.

A scene in which someone shoved herself into a fire pit was simply too hard not to laugh at.

Only after he finally got himself under control did Yang Lin reluctantly nod in agreement.

"Fine, let's go, then. No backing out, okay?"

Wang Dong patted her chest. "Don't worry. As long as you can win, you can do whatever you like!"

She was utterly confident!