Chapter 59: Enraged Flender, A Demand for Justice

Morning arrived, the sun rising slowly as if rousing the world from a deep slumber. The sky shifted from pale blue to a warm, fiery orange-red, like a vivid watercolor painting. The crisp air carried the earthy scent of grass and soil.

Far outside Nuoding City, Yu Xiaogang lay battered on the ground, his body covered in wounds.

His tattered clothes, stained crimson with blood, painted a grim picture of the horrors he had endured the night before.

Midway between Nuoding City and Suotuo City, six lean, muscular corpses lay strewn beside Tang San. Clutching a silent sleeve arrow, he stood atop the bodies like a triumphant warrior—yet his trembling legs betrayed his exhaustion.

"Hahahaha!!! You worthless trash didn't deserve to live! I, Tang San, will take back everything that's mine!!!"

His roar echoed with pent-up fury, the thrill of killing six men making him feel invincible. However, the commotion instantly agitated a troop of baboons lurking 500 meters away.

Meanwhile, hidden within Tang San's shadow, a Level 99 black-armored puppet waited, a pouch of medicinal powder in hand, ready to strike.

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Shrek Academy

Nestled in a small village south of Suotuo City in the Barak Kingdom, Shrek Academy was a humble establishment—just a few simple buildings and a modest training ground, its appearance far from impressive.

"Water… Give me water…"

Dai Mubai's hoarse voice broke the silence.

His body, wrapped in bandages and smeared with medicinal powder, bore the marks of brutal punishment.

His once-vibrant eyes, one blue and one red, now dulled with pain, flickered weakly as he struggled to speak.

Shao Xin—a Level 73 Food-System Soul Sage from Shrek Academy, whose martial soul was the Sugar Bean—had kept vigil all night. Hearing Dai Mubai's plea, he quickly brought water to his lips.

The door creaked open.

Flender stepped inside, his expression darkening at the sight of his student.

[Note: Both are different Flender]

"Dean, I—"

Dai Mubai's voice cracked, tears welling in his eyes. Even speaking sent sharp jolts of pain through his battered body.

"Who did this?" Flender' voice was icy. Right or wrong didn't matter—no one harmed his students and walked away unscathed.

Had Ma Hongjun and Oscar not found Dai Mubai in time, he would have been nothing more than a cold corpse by dawn.

"One man… two women… Rose… Rose Hotel!"

Dai Mubai spat the last words through gritted teeth. Flender' frown deepened, but the murderous glint in his eyes remained.

"Whoever reduced you to this state will pay."

With that, Flender activated his martial soul. The Owl Martial Spirit granted him immense speed—at full power, he could reach Suotuo City in mere minutes.

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Rose Hotel, Suotuo City

The morning sun cast its glow over the city, but Fu Ye found no comfort in it.

With no one in his arms, how could he sleep soundly?

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All because of Dai Mubai. Just to spare a life, his little rabbit had refused to share his bed last night.

In Xiao Wu and Wu Ling's Room

"Teacher Fu Ye's embrace is so warm… Wu Ling loves it~"

Wu Ling had stolen Fu Ye's spot, her squirming rousing Xiao Wu from sleep. Slowly, Xiao Wu opened her ruby-like eyes, amusement dancing in them as she watched her mischievous disciple snuggle closer.

"Oh? My dear disciple… is the teacher not enough for you?"

"Huh? Teacher, you're awake? I was just mumbling!"

"Mmm~ Truly my precious disciple. You smell just as sweet as brother Fu Ye."

"Teacher, don't—"

"Come here, my dear disciple~"

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Fu Ye stepped into the hallway, greeted by the sight of young women—all long legs and morning wear—emerging from their rooms.

No wonder Dai Mubai, the so-called rich young master, frequented this place.

Their gazes lingered on Fu Ye, more than a few pairs of eyes locking onto a certain part of him.

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He paid them no mind. While he fancied a harem, he wasn't some lust-driven fool who'd trip over himself at the sight of a woman.

Downstairs, the receptionist from last night bowed deeply the moment he spotted Fu Ye. After all, the man's brutality had left an impression—shattering every bone in Dai Mubai's body before kicking him out like trash.

"Sir, did you rest well?"

The clerk's practiced smile and polite tone gave nothing away.

"The accommodations were decent,"Fu Ye replied. "But you ought to refuse scum like that man last night—the one harassing women. Because of him, my wife refused to sleep with me."

He sighed. A perfectly good night, ruined by Dai Mubai's idiocy.

Clerk: (╯°□°)╯

The clerk forced a laugh. "We're just a small business, sir. Some matters… are beyond our control."

How could ordinary folk dare oppose a soul master?

"So you broke every bone in my student's body… and tossed him out like garbage?" A cold voice cut through the air.

The glass door trembled—someone had arrived in an instant.

Fu Ye didn't even turn. He had sensed the Soul Saint's approach long ago.

"Your student? That yellow-haired brat who threatened to steal my wife and kill me?"

Finally, he glanced back at the sturdy middle-aged man behind him.

The man appeared to be in his fifties, with a sharp chin, broad cheekbones, a hooked nose, and piercing orange-yellow eyes with vertical pupils.

Even at rest, his face carried a shrewd, almost cunning air. His outdated square glasses only added to the rigid impression.

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