Ma Hongjun

Chapter 3 Ma Hongjun

Flander pushed up his glasses and glared at the doorway.

Upon seeing the beggar Lan Minghua, he angrily shouted, "You filthy beggar, do you have the money to pay for kicking down my door? Get out of here before I lose my temper!"

However, Lan Minghua ignored him, walked straight to the chair, and plopped down on it.

Flander's eyes widened, his mouth twitched, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

His knuckles turned white, his whole body trembled, and he was furious.

Those were valuable chairs in his shop, and they were defiled by a beggar.

In that case, prices will drop.

As a notorious miser, how could Flander not be furious?

He stared coldly at Lan Minghua, preparing to throw him out.

As for why Lan Minghua shouldn't be made to pay compensation, you need to have money first.

He had just overheard Lan Minghua and Oscar's conversation and learned that Lan Minghua was a penniless wretch.

Flander stormed up to Lan Minghua, not caring about the dirt, and grabbed him by the collar, ready to throw him outside.

However, no matter how hard he tried, Lan Minghua remained unmoved.

"What!" Flander's pupils contracted sharply, and his face darkened like a storm cloud.

Lan Minghua reached out and grabbed Flander's wrist, then gently twisted it.

Flanders winced in pain and loosened Lan Minghua's collar.

"Let's put aside the issue of compensation. You were eavesdropping on my conversation with that handsome guy, shouldn't we calculate that first?"

Upon hearing Lan Minghua's words, Flander's forehead broke out in a sweat.

He thought his spying ability using the Cat-Owl Martial Soul was flawless, but he never expected that Lan Minghua would see through it.

Now I finally understand why they kicked down his door right away.

He deserved it!

Lan Minghua didn't know what Flander was thinking, but he wouldn't let go until he got an answer.

Flanders tried to break free, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it was no use.

Over time, Flander's palms became incredibly pale, and his forearms under his sleeves turned purplish-black.

Lan Minghua wasn't afraid to fight him; he wouldn't lose anything by just dragging things out like this.

After weighing the pros and cons, Flanders decided to back down.

Offending an unknown powerful figure is not his style.

He forced a smile and said, feeling aggrieved, "Senior, it was my fault. I shouldn't have eavesdropped on your conversation with Oscar. I sincerely apologize to you."

Lan Minghua released his grip, feigning ignorance: "So that handsome guy is Oscar? What's your relationship with him?"

Flanders rubbed his wrist, inwardly cursing him as an animal, and answered with a fawning smile.

"Senior, I am the dean of Shrek Academy, and Xiao Ao is my student. I was afraid he would be deceived, so I took the liberty of eavesdropping."

Lan Minghua already knew, but he still pretended not to.

"So he's a student at Shillake, and you're the dean of Shillake. Now I can easily find him."

Suddenly, Lan Minghua said something completely out of the blue: "The term 'senior' sounds too old-fashioned, just call me Hua Zai."

Flander was surprised that Lan Minghua was so easy to talk to, and the tense atmosphere from before was gone.

However, for Oscar's safety, he still braced himself and asked, "So... Andy Lau, what did you want with Oscar?"

"I've taken a liking to that handsome guy and want to take him on as my apprentice. What, do you, as the dean, want to make an introduction?"

Lan Minghua blinked and stared intently at Flander.

Flanders pondered, weighing the pros and cons.

"The guy in front of me who calls himself Andy Lau is no weaker than me; he's probably a Contra Master."

"If we could get him into Shrek Academy, wouldn't Shrek Academy take off?!"

Flanders was excited just thinking about it.

After all, ordinary advanced soul master academies don't have a Soul Douluo in charge.

There are only four elements, and the four lower sects, plus the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, which has Soul Douluo in charge.

Looking at Flander's eyes darting around, Lan Minghua knew that he was a shoo-in for becoming a teacher at Shrek Academy.

"You little rascal, hurry up and lure me into Shrek Academy."

Sure enough, after Flander made up his mind, he revealed a shrewd businessman's expression.

"Wah Jai, I might not be able to help you." He feigned heartache. "Even though I'm the dean, I can't control Xiao Ao's own decisions. So..."

Flander chuckled maliciously: "So, Hua Zai, you can join Shrek Academy. In time, Xiao Ao might discover your strength and become your apprentice himself."

How could Lan Minghua not know Flander's little scheme?

However, becoming a teacher at Shrek Academy isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Maybe I can take on a few more apprentices, and then I can relax and do nothing.

"That's a good suggestion, but what kind of compensation would you like?"

I've always been the one taking advantage of others; no one has ever been able to take advantage of me for free.

Lan Minghua's words made Flander's face darken.

He thought he could use the Oscars as an excuse to get a teacher who was at least a Soul Saint for free, but he didn't expect to dig a hole for himself.

We just invited Lan Minghua to join Shrek Academy. If we refuse now, wouldn't we be making him lose face?

Looking at Flander's troubled face and then at the crystal, Lan Minghua had an idea.

"I can join Shillake first, and I don't need to rush about the benefits."

"Really?" Flander was overjoyed.

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Lan Minghua glanced at him and then launched into a rebuttal.

"Don't be so happy yet. Hey, consider that rutilated quartz as your interest payment to me. How about it, is that okay?"

Without hesitation, Flander presented the rutilated quartz directly to Lan Minghua.

Rutilated crystal is only worth a few hundred gold soul coins.

Although it's a lot, it's worth it to be able to win over a powerful figure like Lan Minghua.

"Take it if you like it. This stone is just for decoration here anyway."

Lan Minghua accepted the rutilated quartz without ceremony, flipped his hand, and put it into his system space.

Flander's eyes lit up, knowing it was all worth it, though he inwardly grumbled.

"A soul tool? As expected, Andy Lau is definitely not as simple as he seems. I've hit the jackpot."

Lan Minghua ignored Flander, got up and walked out of the store.

"That's all for now. I'll wander around a bit more and go to Shillake later. Remember to arrange a place for me. I don't want to sleep under the open sky."

"Don't worry, I'll have someone arrange it."

As Flander watched Lan Minghua's departing figure, he immediately sent a message to Zhao Wuji, telling him to prepare.

This is an opportunity to improve Shrek's strength, and he doesn't want to miss it.

At Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji received Flander's letter, his expression grave.

"What is Flander up to? Someone no less powerful than him? Are Soul Saints really that worthless now?"

Zhao Wuji made a complaint, but didn't say anything more, and obediently went to prepare the room.

As the sun sets, the evening glow on the horizon burns like a raging fire, turning half the sky red.

"Is it already evening? It's time to go to Shillake. Hopefully, Flander has already prepared a house for me, otherwise I'll have to requisition his house."

Lan Minghua watched the sun set and walked towards Shrek Academy.

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy, a chubby red-haired boy was roaring in frustration.

"Cuihua, why did you reject me? I gave you my heart, and you still treat me like this."

This person is none other than Ma Hongjun, one of the future Shrek Seven Devils.

Because they haven't vented their anger or gained any advantage, they are now furious.

Lan Minghua easily entered Shrek Academy with his outstanding abilities.

Just as they entered Shrek Academy, they heard someone yelling and screaming.

He squinted and spotted Ma Hongjun.

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun, who was screaming, also spotted Lan Minghua.

He was furious because people had seen him make a fool of himself, and he hadn't vented his anger today.

Ma Hongjun was no kind person; he harbored murderous intent towards Lan Minghua, who witnessed his embarrassment.

Even if he doesn't kill someone, he'll cripple them.

"You filthy beggar, do you think this is a place for you? Go to hell!"

Lan Minghua was completely bewildered. He seemed to have not said a word, so why did Ma Hongjun suddenly have murderous intent towards him?

"Birds of a feather flock together? As expected, only people of the same kind can get along."

"However, you're going to attack me." Lan Minghua's eyes turned cold.

"I wouldn't mind teaching you a lesson on behalf of Flanders, giving you a painful one."

(End of this chapter)