Xue Qinghe was furious, clenching his fists tightly. From childhood to adulthood, "he" had never suffered such a loss. The third time! This was the third time already! Ye Feng had taken advantage of "him" so brazenly for the third time! This was intolerable, absolutely unacceptable!
"Teacher!" Xue Qinghe frowned and called out to Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi glanced at Xue Qinghe, then at Ye Feng.
Xue Qinghe was Ning Fengzhi's apprentice. With "his" presence, the status of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan within the Heaven Dou Imperial Family would remain stable. On the other hand, Ye Feng was the disciple of Chen Xin, and there was a high chance he would become the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan in the future.
To Ning Fengzhi, Xue Qinghe was the back of his hand, while Ye Feng was the palm. And whether it was the back or the palm, both were flesh.
Caught between the two, Ning Fengzhi felt helpless. Ye Feng's actions were truly audacious. He could only say lightly, "Ye Feng, it's normal for young people to have their little conflicts. But once it exceeds a certain limit, it becomes something else."
Something else!
Xue Qinghe's face turned slightly red. Ye Feng was blatantly taking advantage of "him."
From the corner of "his" eye, Xue Qinghe noticed the other men around. A question crept into "his" mind—why was Ye Feng only targeting "him"? Why not anyone else? Could it be that Ye Feng had discovered "his" true identity?
Such a thought sent a chill down Xue Qinghe's spine.
"No!" Xue Qinghe quickly dismissed the idea. "His" disguise was flawless. Even Ning Fengzhi hadn't noticed anything unusual. How could Ye Feng possibly see through "his" true identity?
"Got it, Uncle Ning." Ye Feng grinned, raising his hand to casually rub his nose with his fingers, looking cocky.
As a transmigrator, Ye Feng knew Xue Qinghe's true identity. He had no idea why, but every time he saw Qian Renxue disguised as Xue Qinghe, he felt the urge to tease her. If he didn't mess with her until she blushed, he wouldn't feel satisfied.
Hehehe.
Ye Feng smirked, not bothering to hide his amusement. His eyes locked onto Xue Qinghe like a predator eyeing its prey.
"Sigh~" Ning Fengzhi could only sigh helplessly. He turned to Flender and said, "Dean Flender, won't you invite me in to sit?"
"Please, all three of you, come in." Flender extended a hand, inviting Ning Fengzhi, Xue Qinghe, and Chen Xin into Shrek Academy's resting tent.
Chen Xin had been present the entire time but hadn't said a word about Ye Feng's behavior.
Once everyone entered the tent, Ning Fengzhi revealed the purpose of his visit.
"Vice Dean, I have a small request."
"Oh? Clan Master Ning, please speak."
"Rongrong has made great progress at your academy, thanks to the guidance of the dean and teachers. If possible, I'd like to send some young disciples from my clan to study at your academy. Would that be acceptable?"
"Clan Master Ning, you flatter us. How could our academy compare to your Clan's prestigious training?"
"There's no need to be humble. Everyone on the continent knows that Shrek Academy is the wealthiest academy. Its faculty is expected to surpass even the Spirit Academy of Spirit Hall."
"Ahem, thank you for your praise, Clan Master Ning. Since you've said so, Shrek Academy would be honored."
"Good. We'll discuss the specific cooperation details after the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition. I wish you all the best in the promotion tournament—especially you, Xiaowu, Ye Feng, and Ma Hongjun."
Flender was momentarily stunned. Ning Fengzhi's words revealed his true intentions.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clans disciples, possessing the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Martial Spirit, were known as the greatest auxiliary spirit masters. However, due to the limitations of their martial spirits, they could never break through to the Spirit Douluo realm. This meant they were highly dependent on their teammates.
For the clan, securing powerful offense-type allies was crucial—especially those who could become leaders in their field.
Shrek Academy was now renowned across the Douluo Continent, partly due to its wealth from Shrek Real Estate. Flender had even set up lucrative enrollment incentives.
Any child who awakened their martial spirit at level 7 or above received a bonus of 5,000 to 10,000 gold coins upon enrolling. If a child under twelve reached level 20 with two century-old spirit rings and joined Shrek Academy, they would receive an even greater bonus of 7,000 to 10,000 gold coins.
With such benefits, many geniuses were drawn to Shrek Academy. Other academies couldn't compete financially, making it clear that Shrek Academy would soon be overflowing with talent.
Ning Fengzhi understood this.
Allowing his clan's disciples to enroll in Shrek Academy would ensure that the next generation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan built strong connections with future powerhouses. This would greatly benefit the sect's future.
"Teacher, it's getting late. We should go."
Xue Qinghe couldn't stand Ye Feng's gaze any longer. Since entering the tent, Ye Feng hadn't taken his eyes off "him" for a second.
Ye Feng wasn't making physical contact, but his gaze alone was unbearable.
Ye Feng, this bastard!
"Father, you just got here, and you're leaving already?"
Ning Rongrong reluctantly held onto Ning Fengzhi's arm.
After chatting with Ning Rongrong for a while, Ning Fengzhi finally left with Xue Qinghe.
Chen Xin, however, didn't follow. Instead, he called Ye Feng over to an open space.
"Master, do you have something good for me?" Ye Feng asked with a grin.
Chen Xin didn't respond immediately. He simply fixed Ye Feng with a sharp gaze.
"Master, what's wrong? Do I have something on my face?" Ye Feng said, reaching up to wipe his cheek.
"Ye Feng, tell me honestly—do you like men?"
"What? Master, what did you just say?"
"I asked—do you like men?"
"Master, are you joking? I'm completely normal."
"Then why do you keep touching the prince?"
"Master, you're misunderstanding me."
"Then explain. You don't touch other men, so why do you always touch the prince?"
"Master… can I not say?" Ye Feng looked at Chen Xin, feeling conflicted.
Chen Xin had been incredibly good to him—like a second father.
But Ye Feng couldn't tell him the truth. He couldn't reveal Xue Qinghe's real identity.
Doing so would mean harming Qian Renxue, the daughter of Bibi Dong.
And because of the system's influence, Bibi Dong no longer loved Yu Xiaogang—she was infatuated with Ye Feng instead. Given his relationship with Bibi Dong, Ye Feng couldn't expose Xue Qinghe's secret.
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That night, Xue Qinghe sat at a desk in "his" tent, handling government affairs of the Heaven Dou Empire. But "his" mind refused to settle.
Ye Feng's face lingered in "his" thoughts.
That damn Ye Feng!
(TL: In Chapter 228 i try to add r18 scenes)
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