Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Loo Huan Rushes In: Good Deskmate, Carry Me When You Flex

"Hooo..."

Yun Zhenyue took a deep breath, sensing the invisible link connecting her to Gu Yuan.

If she just committed, she could borrow 1% of Gu Yuan’s power.

To be honest, she was quite curious.

Gu Yuan always kept a low profile. On any given day, he was either sleeping in or lazily playing video games.

But Yun Zhenyue had a strange gut feeling!

’Gu Yuan must be incredibly powerful!’

’He just doesn’t like to be too flashy.’

’He’s like one of those famous scholars from ancient times who grew tired of pointless disputes and conflicts, choosing to retire to a quiet place to live a life free from restraint.’

’This 1% of his power should be enough to get me through this, right?’

Yun Zhenyue felt the link fully connect.

She immediately chanted in her mind, ’Activate the Love Contract!’

But just as Yun Zhenyue was about to finish the last word...

Something unexpected happened!

BANG!!!

A deafening crash echoed!

The office door was kicked wide open!

The lock flew off, and the kick nearly punched a hole straight through the door.

Loo Huan, dressed in a JK uniform, stormed in with a furious expression, hands on her hips.

She saw the ghost homeroom teacher holding a blood-red ruler. She saw the other ghost teachers watching idly from the sidelines.

She couldn’t hold it in any longer. Pointing right at them, she cursed, "You bunch of old bastards! I step out for one second and you’re already trying to bully my deskmate?"

"Let me tell you, if any of you dare to lay a finger on her, you’ll be in for a world of hurt you can’t even imagine!"

"If my deskmate gets so much as a paper cut on her pinky, you’ll all be on your knees begging her not to cry!"

This completely interrupted Yun Zhenyue’s casting!

’Aren’t transformation sequences supposed to have invincibility frames? That’s how it always works in cartoons. Why doesn’t Loo Huan follow the script?’

After saying her piece,

Loo Huan turned back to Yun Zhenyue and gave her a meaningful raise of her eyebrows.

"Miss Yun, why’d you start the show without me?"

"Good thing I heard what was happening from the class president and rushed right over."

Yun Zhenyue: "..."

At this moment,

Loo Huan’s righteous tirade made the ghost teachers in the office restless!

Their expressions turned foul.

After all, they were teachers!

How could they stand for being cursed out by a student?

Kneel and beg her over a little cut?

The girl was just a little nobody, not the principal’s daughter!

"Loo Huan!!!"

A middle-aged female ghost slammed her hand on the table in a rage!

Her face was practically black with fury. "This has nothing to do with you! Get out!" she raged.

You have to understand, although Loo Huan was just a student, her identity was a mystery. She knew some of Chilling Middle School’s deepest secrets, and it was rumored she had connections to someone high up in the school’s administration.

The ghost teachers didn’t dare to touch her, but they felt no such pressure when it came to Yun Zhenyue.

The ghost homeroom teacher’s expression was just as ugly. His grip on the blood-red ruler tightened, and he wished he could just smack it across Loo Huan’s face.

But he didn’t dare. He was a coward.

So, he could only maintain a stiff, resentful expression, forcing himself to calm down. "Loo Huan, please step outside. I’m just giving her a small punishment. After all, cheating on an exam is a very serious matter."

"Heh, serious?"

Loo Huan snorted in disdain. Without backing down an inch, she pulled a chair over and sat down right next to Yun Zhenyue.

"There are cheaters in Class 1, too. Why aren’t you doing anything about them?"

"Besides, if you’re saying my deskmate cheated, I’m the one who gave her the answer to the first question. You want to hand out punishments? Then punish me along with her!"

Hearing this, the ghost homeroom teacher’s face flushed crimson.

His knuckles cracked audibly, and the wailing from the ruler grew deeper.

He was a mid-level Crimson-robed Ghost, and Loo Huan was just a measly Fierce Ghost!

How dare she speak to him like that?

...

Seeing the crisis unfold, the audience from Dragon Country grew tense.

They stared at their screens, not daring to blink.

[This Loo Huan is so audacious. She’s completely disrespecting these ghost teachers.]

[Right? Why is he only targeting Yun Zhenyue? He doesn’t care that Megan cheated?]

[Loo Huan must have an ace up her sleeve, otherwise she wouldn’t be this brazen.]

[Definitely. Without a trump card, how could she possibly take on this group of ghosts?]

[Yeah, Loo Huan’s background is definitely something special. I just wonder if she’s connected to Mr. Luo, the principal?]

[What damn connection? They don’t even have the same last name.]

...

The atmosphere in the office turned ice-cold.

The ghost teachers were all seething with suppressed rage.

One by one, they began to reveal their most terrifying forms.

One’s fingernails instantly turned pitch-black and extended, growing into lethal weapons. Another’s neck twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees, a mouth opening on the back of its head to let out piercing shrieks and wails...

It was clear they had put up with a lot of Loo Huan’s grief in the past!

The ghost homeroom teacher finally snapped.

He shot a look at the ghost teacher nearest the door.

The teacher immediately shut the office door.

A murderous glint flickered in his eyes. "You two little brats. Don’t think you can act so lawlessly just because you have some connections. Today, I’m going to teach you what it means to respect your teachers!"

As soon as the words left his mouth,

Yun Zhenyue shot a helpless look at Loo Huan.

’This wasn’t helping at all. This was like seeing a fire and thinking it wasn’t big enough, so she threw a bucket of gasoline on it.’

’But it didn’t matter. The outcome would have been the same. The ghost homeroom teacher was going to come after me regardless.’

"Hey, Loo Huan, you have an ace up your sleeve, too?" Yun Zhenyue asked, lowering her voice.

"An ace? What would I have something like that for?" Loo Huan shrugged awkwardly. "I’m just here for moral support. You’re the one who’s supposed to be the star of the show, Miss Yun."

"You wanted to bluff your way through *this*? You’ve got some serious nerve," Yun Zhenyue said, exasperated.

’She hadn’t even planned on using the medal, worried the principal would come knocking. And now Loo Huan was pushing her, forcing her to play her hand.’

"It’s time, Miss Yun! The mood is perfect. If you don’t pull out that medal now, this bunch of old bastards is going to skin us alive."

"..."

Seeing Yun Zhenyue and Loo Huan whispering to each other at a time like this, as if no one else existed, made the ghost teachers so furious their heads were about to explode.

"Hmph. I’d like to see just how you’re going to put us in ’a world of hurt.’"

"Kneel down and beg you? What a joke!"

"Today is the day you die. In your next life, remember to be an obedient student."

Before Yun Zhenyue could even pull out the medal, Loo Huan’s eyes blazed as she shouted, "—Hold on!"

"Do you have any last words?" the ghost homeroom teacher sneered.

"Going to pretend you’re the daughter of some big shot again?"

"Fine. If you have proof, I’ll apologize right here and now."

"No, no, no," Loo Huan said, shaking her head. "I never said *I* had those kinds of connections."

"Then what are you waiting for? Your punishment?"

The ghost homeroom teacher raised his ruler, ready to punish Loo Huan harshly.

She had drawn too much of his aggro!

So much so that, by comparison, the ghost homeroom teacher was starting to find Yun Zhenyue much more tolerable!

"Hmph. *I* don’t. But my good deskmate does!"

Loo Huan crossed her arms and gestured toward the utterly exasperated Yun Zhenyue.

"Go on, Miss Yun! Show ’em what you’ve got!"

Honestly,

Yun Zhenyue felt her face flush with embarrassment.

’What in the world is Loo Huan playing at? She really loves to grandstand, doesn’t she? It’s in her bones.’

’If she had been the one to use the medal from the start, she would have minimized the risk of exposure, just letting the ghost homeroom teacher see it for a second and that’s it.’

’But now? The whole situation has been blown completely out of proportion.’

’The mood has been hyped up to this extent... so is she even supposed to use her Love Contract anymore?’

A wave of helplessness washed over her. Yun Zhenyue decided to just give up. She pulled the board of directors’ medal from her pocket and handed it directly to Loo Huan.

"Here, take it. You can be the one to do the honors."