"Here!"
Xue Chen said nothing, merely raising his middle finger at Wang Dong again.
He was no pushover like Huo Yuhao. Making limited concessions was not the same as indulging someone without reason.
"You... what do you mean by that?!"
Although she had never figured out what that gesture meant, whenever she saw Xue Chen raise his middle finger at her, a nameless fire shot straight to her head.
"Nothing much. We'll take turns cleaning the dorm, one week each."
Xue Chen curled his lip.
"I'll take the short end of the stick, then. I'll handle this week."
"Also, we're equal roommates. Don't think you can lay down any ridiculous rules for me."
Xue Chen snorted, then simply closed his eyes and began cultivating.
"You... bastard!"
Wang Dong slapped the bed hard. Staring at Xue Chen with his eyes closed, she truly wanted to smash his head apart with the Clear Sky Hammer.
Only after taking two deep breaths did Wang Dong suppress her anger and take the bedding out of her Soul Tool to spread it on the bed.
Then she lay down on her side facing the wall and wrapped herself in the quilt.
Without Huo Yuhao urging her on as he had in the original story, someone as lazy as Wang Dong would never take the initiative to cultivate.
Even by the time she joined Shrek Academy, Wang Dong's Soul Power was only in the twenties.
Of course, that should also have been partly because Wang Dong's soul was incomplete, leaving her unable to concentrate on cultivating.
All one could say was that, after becoming a god, Tang San had strayed far from humanity. He could even bring himself to split his own daughter into three equal parts.
For the entire day that followed, Wang Dong did not say another word to Xue Chen, looking just like a sulking child.
Xue Chen was naturally happy to enjoy the peace and quiet. However, whether because Xian Lin'er and Yan Shaozhe were still wrangling or not, no one else came to bother him over those two days either.
Over those two days, he also managed to tour the entire academy.
Soon, the day arrived for the new students to start classes. The doors of the white teaching building stood open, and Xue Chen, dressed in the same white uniform as everyone else, streamed into the new students' teaching building with them.
Although the new students' uniforms were all of a standard design, the same clothes gave an entirely different impression on different people.
A well-proportioned, slender figure, a handsome, refined face that any woman would envy, and a transcendent bearing brought about by his Martial Soul Awakening and the Snow Empress's Soul Ring and Soul Bone.
Such an otherwise unremarkable white uniform instead made Xue Chen look like the young master of an illustrious family.
Of course, Wang Dong, walking beside him, was equally impressive in both looks and bearing.
Although the two did not exchange a word, merely walking together was enough to make those female new students imagine scenes unsuitable for children, their faces flushing and their ears burning.
Especially since, not long ago, the two had caused such a commotion downstairs at the new students' dormitory.
"Hmm?"
Watching Xue Chen head in the opposite direction from her after entering the new students' teaching building, Wang Dong could not help frowning.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "Class One isn't that way. Why are you going over there?"
This was the first time in two days that Wang Dong had taken the initiative to speak to Xue Chen.
"Who told you I was in Class One?"
Xue Chen glanced at Wang Dong.
"We share a dorm, at least, and you don't even know I'm in Class Nine?"
Xue Chen's words made Wang Dong blush.
She had been so busy sulking at Xue Chen these past few days that she had only learned his name from someone else yesterday. How could she possibly have known which class he was in?
"I hear your Class One homeroom teacher isn't right in the head. You'd better pray for yourself."
Xue Chen shrugged and, after that warning, prepared to head toward Class Nine.
"Wantonly slandering an academy teacher-what is your name?"
A cold snort suddenly rang out. Xue Chen halted and immediately turned to look behind him.
A white-haired old woman stood at the entrance to Class One with an ugly expression, her sharp eyes filled with a sinister gleam.
Xue Chen looked the old woman up and down for a moment, then suddenly laughed aloud.
"You heard me say Class One's homeroom teacher wasn't right in the head and came running out to slap labels on me."
"Could you be Class One's homeroom teacher?"
Hearing Xue Chen's utterly blunt words, the old woman's expression darkened further.
As a top teacher certified by Shrek Academy, and with her husband serving as vice dean of the Soul Tool Department, Zhou Yi had not heard a new student dare speak to her in that tone for a very long time.
"I am Class One's homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi!"
Zhou Yi nodded, her tone growing increasingly stern.
"At Shrek Academy, respecting teachers and honoring their teachings is the most basic rule. Do you realize that by wantonly slandering a teacher, you've already violated academy rules?"
All one could say was that Zhou Yi was still Zhou Yi. She really knew how to slap labels on people.
The other students who had yet to enter all stood to one side to watch the drama.
A student who dared clash with a teacher on the very first day was a rare sight indeed.
Wang Dong pressed her lips together and gave Xue Chen a somewhat worried look.
She had heard her Eldest Dad and Second Dad talk about Shrek Academy's strict rules. Although that bastard Xue Chen was extremely annoying, she had also grown used to having him as her roommate.
"First of all, I'm a student of Class Nine, not Class One."
Xue Chen raised one finger and waved it in front of himself.
"You're merely a teacher of some class at Shrek Academy. You've neither done me the kindness of teaching me nor shared any teacher-student bond with me."
"When it comes down to it, in what sense are you my teacher?"
"You!"
In all her years teaching in the Outer Court, this was the first time Zhou Yi had encountered a new student who dared speak to her like this. For a moment, she was left so choked up that she could not utter a word.
"As for Senior Zhou Yi wanting to punish me under academy rules, that's certainly possible, but please produce the disciplinary record from the academic affairs office."
Xue Chen did not even call her a "teacher," directly addressing Zhou Yi as Senior instead.
Zhou Yi was so furious that she laughed, the wrinkles on her face trembling.
"Good. Very good."
"A new student from Class Nine, who hasn't attended a single lesson, dares talk to me about records from the academic affairs office?"
"Do you know that I can expel you on the spot, then go to the academic affairs office to file the paperwork afterward?"
Zhou Yi truly was not lying about this. That was exactly how she had expelled so many students over the years.
At the word "expel," the expressions of all the students watching changed.
For these newly enrolled students, expulsion was undoubtedly the most severe punishment.
"Oh, even better."
Xue Chen spread his hands toward Zhou Yi, his face full of indifference.
"Then please punish me right now."
"But I must remind you that I'm a student of Class Nine, not your Class One."
"For a Class One homeroom teacher like you to reach across classes and punish another class's student-I'm afraid that wouldn't sound very good if word got out."
At these words, the anger on Zhou Yi's face intensified. Just as she was about to say something, a clear laugh suddenly rang out between them.
"Teacher Zhou Yi, the students of our Class Nine don't seem to fall under your authority, do they?"