Why Are You Running? I Won't Eat You.

Sunday neither confirmed nor denied Xue Qinghe's speculation.

The original Shrek Academy had been unable to keep running anyway, and its plan had been to close after Dai Mubai's class graduated.

As far as Sunday was concerned, there were problems with the way Flender and the others did things.

On the one hand, Flender refused to accept sponsorship from nobles, believing it would sully the academy's essence.

Yet he had no money himself and made no effort to earn any. Instead, he treated a cracked pot as something to smash altogether, producing a bunch of crooked melons and split dates.

On the other hand, he wanted to recruit exceptionally gifted geniuses while setting tuition fees so high.

But he never stopped to think that, in the warped world of the Douluo Continent, the upper classes monopolized Soul Master resources. Where were commoners supposed to find so many geniuses?

And how many geniuses could afford tuition that cost an ordinary person half a lifetime's savings?

At that thought, Sunday chuckled.

Seeing Sunday chuckle, Xue Qinghe and Ning Rongrong both looked at him curiously.

"Why are you laughing, sir?"

Sunday looked at their curious faces, feeling rather wistful.

"I laugh at this world's tragedy. Those stronger than you won't look down on you, and those weaker than you won't look down on you.

"Instead, the people who once stood in the same social stratum as you are the ones who look down on you most."

Hearing Sunday's words and thinking of the people at Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong and Xue Qinghe wholeheartedly agreed.

Indeed, Flender and the others had all been born commoners and struggled at the very bottom. Yet what had become of them now?

Was the academy they ran still an academy for commoners? Even Liu Erlong had handed her academy over without a fight once Yu Xiaogang arrived.

What were the ordinary students still studying there supposed to do? One semester was manageable; after all, they were Soul Masters and could collect subsidies.

But several years of schooling would amount to no small expense.

The three reached the academy gates, only to be stopped by two guards.

"Halt! Who are you? Shrek Academy doesn't allow outsiders to enter as they please."

Ning Rongrong frowned and stepped forward, planting her hands on her hips.

Seeing this, Sunday reached out and pulled her back before looking at the guards.

"We're from Heaven Dou Royal Academy. We've come to discuss the arrangements for tomorrow's Public Hearing with Shrek Academy."

At Sunday's words, the guard who had been so high and mighty immediately bowed with a smile.

"So you're distinguished guests from Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Please wait a moment. I'll report your arrival right away."

With that, he ran into the academy.

As he ran, he breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that the three visitors hadn't attacked him.

His tone had hardly been polite, after all. With so many powerful figures joining the academy recently, he had unconsciously begun putting on airs himself and had nearly brought disaster down on his head.

Meanwhile, in the Principal's Office of the former Blue Tyrant Academy, now Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender were discussing matters.

"I wonder what will happen to Ming tomorrow."

Flender sighed dejectedly. Although Erlong had handed the academy over to him, greatly improving his mood, he still felt troubled.

Qin Ming remained a thorn in his heart.

"Don't worry, Boss Fu. We'll go together tomorrow. If they dare throw their weight around, we're no pushovers either."

Seeing Flender sighing away, Liu Erlong thumped her chest and declared this boldly.

Yu Xiaogang stood off to one side, his stance somewhat awkward and his voice rather hoarse as he spoke.

"That's right. With me, the Grandmaster, present, they'll show leniency out of respect for the Clear Sky Douluo."

Flender was utterly speechless at Yu Xiaogang's words. Qin Ming was dragged back here by Tang Hao because of you, you know!

Knock, knock, knock.

"Principal, someone from Heaven Dou Royal Academy is here. They say they've come to discuss tomorrow's Public Hearing."

Just then, the guard's voice came from outside the door, leaving Flender puzzled.

"Arrangements for the Public Hearing? Was there something like that?"

Liu Erlong's brows shot up, and she snapped impatiently.

"What's there to discuss? Do they want us to think about buying Qin Ming a coffin? Send them away."

"Wait, Erlong. What if there really is something? Have Dai Mubai bring them here."

Hearing Flender's words, Liu Erlong reluctantly nodded and called toward the door.

"You there, go tell that brat Dai Mubai to bring them over."

The guard turned and left to find Dai Mubai.

Before long, Dai Mubai arrived at the academy gates.

"Seriously, why did they make me do this?"

Dai Mubai was deeply reluctant. Lately, he had been busy repairing his relationship with Zhu Zhuqing and had already made considerable progress.

He had been about to press his romantic offensive again today, only to be called away to show some visitors around.

He had no intention of being pleasant to anyone from Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

But then he froze in place. Looking at the three people standing at the gates, alarm bells rang in his mind.

Especially when he saw Ning Rongrong tugging on Sunday's sleeve and wheedling incessantly, Dai Mubai had every reason to suspect they had come back to take revenge on him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dai Mubai turned to leave.

Sunday glanced over, noticed that Dai Mubai actually intended to flee, and immediately chuckled.

No, I have to run, fast! Otherwise, Ning Rongrong will skin me alive. This isn't the Star Luo Empire.

Just as Dai Mubai decided to hide elsewhere for a few days, he discovered to his horror that he couldn't move.

While Dai Mubai was still wondering what had happened, he felt a weight settle on his shoulder. Then a voice that made his hair stand on end sounded beside his ear.

"Why are you running? I won't eat you."

Sunday appeared behind Dai Mubai and patted his shoulder, a scrutinizing gleam in his golden eyes.

At the sight of Sunday's eyes, Dai Mubai's legs went weak, and he nearly wet himself.

"Your Excellency Sunday, I didn't mean what I said back then. Please have mercy!"

Sunday frowned at Dai Mubai, who was so frightened that he babbled incoherently and bobbed his head like a pestle pounding garlic.

What is this kid babbling about?

Ignoring Dai Mubai's continued repentance, Sunday walked into the academy.

Xue Qinghe and Ning Rongrong, who had been standing at the gates, followed him.

Ning Rongrong glanced at the incoherently babbling Dai Mubai, disdain flashing in her eyes. She hadn't even found anyone to deal with him yet, and he was already this terrified.

Looking this pathetic, he still claimed he wasn't afraid of her? What a joke.

Whatever else Ning Rongrong might not be able to accomplish, there were two things she could absolutely do.

The first was to bury someone in money, and the second was to find a Titled Douluo to deal with them!

"Coward."

Behind a large tree, a Woman in Black frowned at Dai Mubai, who had now wet himself in terror, then turned and left.

Sunday admired the scenery along the way, asking for directions as he walked, and finally reached the academy's office.

He pushed the door open and saw the three people inside.

"You certainly do put on airs, making me wander around on my own for so long."

Hearing that familiar voice, all three rose in shock. They couldn't believe that Sunday, a Titled Douluo, had actually come.

Yu Xiaogang, however, froze where he stood, even trembling a little.

"Your Excellency Sunday, what brings you here? Haha, this really is a misunderstanding."