Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

"What I said is what he wanted to say." Xie Xie stepped forward and stood firmly in front of Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin stared blankly at the straight back of the boy in front of him, momentarily lost in thought.

"Xie Xie! Don't get in the way and cause trouble!"

Long Hengxu felt his blood pressure spike instantly.

Xie Xie crossed his arms over his chest, raised his chin slightly, and spoke in a casual yet confident tone.

"What's wrong? My father is Xie Feng."

Including today, he has been in this world for a week, and the memories belonging to this body in his mind have long been completely digested.

Compared to the few sentences mentioned in the original work, Xie Xie could sense that his family was far more powerful than described in the original work.

All I can say is that my old man is not even 40 years old yet, which is the perfect age for him to take risks!

Although the Xie family has only been passed down for less than a thousand years, and it is a single-lineage family in each generation, every family head has been a capable person.

The most powerful one has ever produced a level 96 agility-attack type titled Douluo, while the least powerful one has firmly established himself as a Soul Emperor-level mecha master and a one-word battle armor master.

Take, for example, his father, Xie Feng.

Currently, he is a seven-ring Soul Saint, with four purple and three black Soul Rings. He is also a Mech Master and a two-word Battle Armor Master.

Their family even monopolized the mecha-related industries in the heart of Donghai City.

The core mecha business of Donghai Soul Guide Technology Park is all owned by the Xie family. The Xie family is the leading family in the Donghai City mecha business circle and has absolute say in the local mecha manufacturing, sales and training fields.

The Xie family's main residence alone is comparable in size to the entire Donghai Academy.

Although they appear to have no say in the military and political system, a little thought reveals the truth:

The Federation needs funding and military support to implement its policies, and the military must be equipped with mechs and soul guides to fight.

As for the limited funds approved by the federal government, they are not even enough for poverty relief.

So, where did these funds and core military equipment come from? It's really hard to guess!

What? You mean you want to take it by force?

Do you really think the Xie family's soul tool manufacturing capabilities are just for show? So what if a two-word battle armor master can take on an entire city single-handedly?

If the Xie family were pushed to the brink, they could easily have all their mass-produced mechs self-destruct.

Even without resorting to self-destruction, are the soul-guided cannons, soul-guided missiles, and soul-fighting laser weapons just for show? When hundreds of level four, five, or even six soul-guided cannons are pointed at your head, let's see if you'll still be laughing then.

Long Hengxu was so angry at Xie Xie's fearless attitude that he trembled all over. He pointed at him but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Xie Xie! You...you're utterly unreasonable!"

"Alright, then I'll put it another way." Xie Xie spread his hands again, a sly smile in his eyes.

"My master dances across the sky."

Long Hengxu: "..."

The head of the teaching department almost couldn't catch his breath and died.

This isn't a freshman! This is clearly a living father cut from the same mold as Wu Changkong!

At that moment, Wu Changkong, who had just reached the door of the Academic Affairs Office, paused. She had heard Xie Xie's words clearly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

The next moment, she pushed the door open and entered.

"Well said!"

The slight smile on Wu Changkong's face vanished instantly, and he walked in, exuding an aura of chilling coldness.

"I don't think my students did anything wrong."

"Wu Changkong! You came in without knocking!" Long Hengxu had just caught his breath when he suddenly found that Wu Changkong, his living father, had also arrived, and he was immediately in a real bind.

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"Oh." Wu Changkong knocked twice on the door.

Long Hengxu's lips twitched violently. He knew in his heart that Wu Changkong's visit this time was definitely not for anything good.

"Is it just you few?" Wu Changkong's icy gaze swept over the fifth-grade students, led by Mu Xi. "Bullying the younger ones, you've got some nerve, huh?"

The men lowered their heads even further, not daring to even breathe.

"I will not bully the weak. If you dare to bully my students again, I will beat up your class teacher—"

"There's absolutely no need for that!!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a teacher's uniform slid in on his knees, stumbling and crawling.

"Teacher, please calm down! Teacher, please calm down! It's my fault for not teaching you well!"

He wiped away his cold sweat while glaring fiercely at Mu Xi and the others behind him: "Hurry up and apologize to the younger students!"

Mu Xi and the others trembled in fright, and dared not show the slightest dissent. They quickly lowered their heads and repeatedly admitted their mistakes.

Xie Xie leaned to one side, arms crossed, looking smug like a cat.

I've already said it, my master dances across the sky, do you all have ears?

Long Hengxu watched from the side, his eyes twitching.

"This will not be repeated."

Wu Changkong glanced coldly at the middle-aged teacher, raised his hand and shoved Xie Xie's head aside, then grabbed Tang Wulin with his other hand and led the two of them out of the teaching office.

Long Hengxu watched helplessly as Wu Changkong led the two away, still lacking the courage to go and stop them.

"You lot, each of you will receive a warning!"

"And you! You can't even teach a single student properly! Your salary will be deducted this month!"

Enraged, Long Hengxu vented his anger on the middle-aged teacher and the fifth-grade students who had caused the trouble.

After leaving the disciplinary office, Wu Changkong released Tang Wulin's hand, but his right palm remained on Xie Xie's head, gently patting it.

"Ouch, Ms. Wu, be gentle, don't mess up my hair."

Xie Xie quickly raised his hand to protect the top of his head, and grabbed Wu Changkong's hand and shook it coquettishly.

Wu Changkong withdrew his hand, a hint of helplessness in his cool eyes. His voice remained icy but softened slightly: "In the Academic Affairs Office, you used my name to intimidate others, feeling quite smug?"

Xie Xie chuckled and scratched his head.

However, he showed no embarrassment at being exposed; instead, he said confidently, "Who told them to bully people? With a teacher as a backer, why not take advantage of it?"

Wu Changkong looked at Xie Xie's playful and smiling face, his thin lips slightly pursed.

After a few seconds of silence, she ultimately said nothing more, only glancing at him indifferently, which dissipated much of the chill around her.

"This will not be repeated."

"Alright!" Xie Xie stood at attention and saluted.

Tang Wulin, who was standing nearby, also caught up and said, "Teacher Wu, thank you."

Wu Changkong looked straight ahead. "You didn't do anything wrong, there's nothing to thank me for. I just don't like it when people interrupt my class."

"Thank you, Xie Xie!" Tang Wulin grabbed Xie Xie's arm. "Thank you too."

Xie Xie lightly punched Tang Wulin's chest. "I'm saying, I'm a model student, and I'm determined to say no to school bullying!"

Tang Wulin looked into his bright eyes and felt a slight tremor in his heart.

A warmth I'd never felt before slowly spread, as if something was quietly taking root in my heart.

He instinctively tightened his grip on Xie Xie's wrist.

"Now," Tang Wulin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his ears turning a little red, but his eyes were exceptionally serious and determined:

"We're good friends now!"

Xie Xie stared at Tang Wulin's clean and earnest smile, then suddenly clutched his chest, feigning dramatic heartbreak: "So that's how it is. Weren't we good friends before?"

"Huh?" Tang Wulin was stunned.

Xie Xie feigned disappointment, walking forward with his shoulders drooping, his voice low and melancholic: "It's alright, I just misplaced my trust..."

Tang Wulin hurriedly chased after him, flustered and his voice trembling, "I...I didn't mean that...I just..."

"I was just kidding you~"

Xie Xie suddenly stood up, snapped his fingers in front of Tang Wulin, and then turned and ran away.

"Thank you, Xie!"

Tang Wulin was both annoyed and amused.

Watching Xie Xie's retreating figure, Tang Wulin had no choice but to hurry after him, muttering under his breath, "...He just knows how to bully me."