The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Looking at the phone that was now almost touching her face, Mei Buhui was stunned for a moment: What is this weakling saying? What... Principal?

Her mind raced.

As a contractor capable of designing and building the martial arts university, her family naturally had connections. Her uncle, who was also her father's older brother, was a member of the Yinhua City Martial Arts Association!

Because of this connection, she even knew that the presidents of martial arts universities in various places were usually concurrently the presidents of the local martial arts federations!

Moreover, as a relative of a member of the Martial Arts Federation, she happened to meet the president of the Yinhua City Martial Arts Federation when she went to the city's Martial Arts Federation to find her uncle. In fact, the president even encouraged her a few words when he saw her burly figure!

As a result, now some people are mentioning the title of principal of Yinhua Martial Arts Academy in front of her?

Isn't this like a beggar asking for bitter herbs—asking for trouble?

Mei Buhui never considered that this weakling in front of her, who didn't even have any signs of blood and qi condensation, could really know the principal. She seriously suspected that the other party had just heard of the title "Principal of Martial Arts University" from somewhere and was now using it to fill a position.

The mockery in her eyes deepened, and she sneered, "Hmph, I just exposed your boasting earlier, and now you're coming to this school—"

Before she could finish speaking, her expression suddenly froze.

Because at that very moment, a familiar voice that Mei Buhui had heard before came from the phone in Wu Jing's hand.

The voice came through the phone, not very loud, but very clear to her: "You're Mei Buhui, right? I think I vaguely remember that name. Isn't your uncle Mei Tianming?"

Although the voice on the microphone wasn't as gentle and kind as Mei Buhui had heard before, she was absolutely certain of the tone itself.

This is the voice of his uncle's boss, the president of the Yinhua City Martial Arts Association, and also the principal of the Yinhua Martial Arts Academy!

Moreover, the other party accurately called out her uncle's name, so there was absolutely no mistake; the other party really was the principal of Yinhua Martial Arts Academy!

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the thin new student in front of her with shock: the other person actually knew the principal?

Immediately, a sense of foreboding surged into her heart: Although the student in front of her was a bit weak, he really did know the principal, so could the single dormitory she mentioned earlier also be true?

The thought pierced her consciousness like a sharp needle. She looked deeply at Wu Jing in front of her, then took the phone: "It's me, Grandpa Liu, what's wrong—"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by an anxious voice on the phone: "Don't call me Grandpa Liu anymore, you're my grandpa!"

"Alright, now call Mei Tianming and have them come to my office together!"

"My office is in Room 602, 6th Floor, Mingwu Building 3. Remember, be quick!"

"Now, return the phone to Jingxiao in front of you—Wu Jing!"

Principal Liu was pacing anxiously back and forth in his office. Although the air conditioning had been on all the time, he was now covered in sweat, and even the palms of his hands holding his phone were sweaty!

The important figure who was about to donate a batch of exotic plants to the school had just left when someone at the school started to provoke that important figure's sister? And she was even a relative of a member of their own association!

What kind of situation is this? Our own minions are attacking our own crystal?

He had a premonition that if he didn't handle this matter well, forget about being the vice president of the Xilin Province Martial Arts Federation; he would be lucky to even retire peacefully!

After confirming that Wu Jing had answered the phone, Principal Liu, who was extremely anxious, immediately adopted a gentle tone that was almost dripping with tenderness: "Miss Jing, please don't be angry. Just leave this matter to me."

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Finally, after saying a lot of nice things, Principal Liu hung up the phone. After thinking for a moment, he called Wu You, who had just left, and recounted what had just happened as objectively and fairly as possible.

Meanwhile, Wu You, who was hiding in the crowd and enjoying watching her younger sister's drama unfold, simply said, "You handle it," and hung up the phone. Then she turned her gaze to Wu Jing, who was surrounded by a group of freshmen.

He also wanted to see how his sister would handle things when she encountered some unpleasant situations.

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Looking at the student named "Wu Jing" whom she had learned from the principal, Mei Buhui's forehead began to bead with cold sweat, and her face flushed red and then turned pale. Her worries had come true!

She just called someone a country bumpkin, a clown, and a weakling in front of so many people, and then the principal's voice actually came through the other person's phone!

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but it was as if something was blocking her throat, and she couldn't make a sound for a moment.

Wu Jing looked at the burly man in front of her, whose face was full of expressions, and said nothing. She simply nodded slightly to Xia Yu beside her and said calmly, "Let's go, I'll go with you to find your dorm first."

After saying that, she turned around and took a step very naturally.

Xia Yu glanced at the muscular girl who was standing there in a daze, then shook her head slightly and turned to follow Wu Jing.

Wu Jing's voice wasn't loud, and with the surrounding noise, apart from Mei Buhui herself, most of the onlookers were unaware of what had just happened. They only saw that one of the two sides in the standoff wanted to leave first, and that the muscular girl's expression turned strange after she received a phone call.

A freshman in a dark blue short-sleeved shirt tilted his head and muttered to the person next to him, "Hmm, leaving already? Are they feeling guilty?"

The freshman next to him, wearing a baseball cap, frowned: "What were they doing passing each other phones? Who were they calling? And why does that imposing girl look so pale?"

Further away, a freshman with a backpack had already turned and walked towards the dormitory area, waving his hand as he went: "I don't know what happened, I need to find my dorm first, I'm off!"

A voice immediately followed from behind: "Hey? Dude, wait for me! We live on the same floor!"

Some freshmen were still watching, while others had already started to push their way out of the crowd.

Just as Wu Jing and her two companions were walking toward the edge of the crowd.

A loud voice rang out from behind them: "I'm sorry!"

"The single dorm rooms are real, and the principal's phone number is real too!"

"It's my fault! I wronged you!"

"I shouldn't have mocked you without understanding the facts! I sincerely apologize for my previous rudeness!"

Mei Buhui stood in the middle of the crowd, his hands taut at his sides, his waist bent down at a ninety-degree angle to his lower body.

There was not a trace of resentment in her voice; the "I'm sorry" even sounded slightly off-key when it came out.

Upon hearing the loud noise behind them, Wu Jing and her two companions stopped in their tracks.

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Happy National Day to all my fellow book lovers!

Thank you all for your continued support of Laoyue and for being with Laoyue until now.

The long holiday is here. I hope everyone relaxes well, eats and drinks well, and has a safe trip.

Lao Yue sincerely wishes everyone a peaceful and worry-free life, and that everything goes smoothly and as you wish.

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