Chapter 95: Chapter 95: The Shocked Anomalies of Class 2, the Principal’s Illegitimate Daughter?

["Hey, this isn’t right, is it?"]

["Wasn’t everyone saying that medal was a fake? How could a fake medal scare off a whole group of ghost teachers?"]

["Where did Gu Yuan even get that medal? Don’t tell me Mr. Luo actually gave it to him. I’m a little confused."]

["He’s the Evil Star. Would he really let some other ghost hold real power? Or did Gu Yuan get some dirt on Mr. Luo?"]

["So does this mean Miss Sumi is now a subordinate to this woman from Dragon Country?"]

["F*ck, how come Yun Zhenyue gets all the good stuff!"]

The international audience was in an uproar!

They were dumbfounded, utterly incredulous!

The way Yun Zhenyue had refused to take the medal before, even on pain of death!

It made them all think the Chairman’s medal had to be a fake!

But now, Loo Huan, relying on nothing more than her status as a friend of the Chairman...

...had berated a group of ghost teachers until they were as meek as dogs!

And the things she was saying—was she even human?

Docking their pay, scolding them relentlessly—and yet, those ghost teachers didn’t dare make a single peep!

Anyone who still said the medal was a fake had to be brain-dead!

Since they had no real way to refute it,

a group of bitter Great Cold Country viewers couldn’t hold back any longer.

["I bet Gu Yuan gave it to her before he was seriously injured. Who knows if it’s still valid now."]

["It can probably only scare ghost teachers who don’t know the inside story."]

["Right! Maybe when the principal gets here, he’ll take the medal back."]

["This would also explain why Gu Yuan didn’t want Yun Zhenyue to use the medal."]

["Just you wait. When the principal comes, Yun Zhenyue will realize her mistake."]

...

A short while later.

Yun Zhenyue and Loo Huan returned, thoroughly pleased with themselves.

One after the other, they returned to their seats.

When they saw the completely unharmed Yun Zhenyue,

the ghost students of Class 2 were all stunned.

The ghost knitting a sweater fumbled, and in its confusion, accidentally stabbed its own finger with the needle.

The ghost playing marbles with eyeballs let its mouth fall open, and one of the eyeballs dropped inside.

The perpetually crying female ghost suddenly froze, staring at Yun Zhenyue chatting and laughing with Loo Huan as if a giant exclamation mark had appeared over her head!

Meanwhile, the simple-minded male ghost who had been collecting blood beads clapped foolishly, giggling, "They’re back, they’re back..."

They all, without exception, fixed their gazes on Yun Zhenyue and Loo Huan.

Their stares were like they were looking at someone who shouldn’t exist.

As if they’d just seen a ghost!

The ghost class monitor rubbed her eyes hard. She walked over to the pair and asked in a low voice, "Huan, did the homeroom teacher not punish you?"

Loo Huan waved a dismissive hand, her every motion exuding an air of cocky superiority.

"—Him? Dare?!"

"If I were just a little more ruthless, that old geezer wouldn’t live to see tomorrow’s sun!"

"Hmph! Let me tell you, my deskmate is the Chair—COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!"

Just as Loo Huan was about to accidentally blurt out Yun Zhenyue’s identity as the Chairman,

the latter quickly stopped her, clamping a hand over her mouth.

That sudden move!

It nearly made Loo Huan choke and pass out!

"Can we please keep a low profile?" Yun Zhenyue said quietly.

’This Loo Huan is great in every way, except she just can’t stop her urge to show off.’

"She’s the what?" the ghost class monitor asked, her curiosity piqued.

"She’s..."

Loo Huan glanced at Yun Zhenyue, who was staring daggers at her, as if she’d be killed on the spot if she revealed a single extra word.

A bead of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She chickened out and fudged it, saying, "Anyway, she’s just really, really powerful, that’s all! With her around from now on, you don’t have to pay any attention to that old bastard. I guarantee he won’t dare to try anything funny!"

’That badass?’

The ghosts of Class 2 turned their stunned gazes toward Yun Zhenyue.

Their eyes were filled with a mixture of curiosity, admiration, bewilderment, and astonishment!

’As long as she’s here, we don’t even have to be afraid of the homeroom teacher anymore?’

’Just what is her identity?’

’Could she be even more powerful than Huan?’

They had all heard rumors that Huan was related to some high-ranking school official.

’To be even more powerful than her... could she be the principal’s illegitimate daughter?’

The ghosts of Class 2 all deeply committed Yun Zhenyue’s face to memory.

"Classmate, I have an extra textbook. Do you need one?"

"Want to knit a sweater with me?"

"I have some marbles here. Do you like playing marbles, or some other game?"

In that moment, quite a few ghosts crowded around, all wanting to befriend Yun Zhenyue.

But then, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the hallway.

It was a sudden reminder that it was still class time!

No matter how much they fooled around, the school’s rules still had to be followed. One by one, they all returned to their own seats.

In the blink of an eye,

the ghost homeroom teacher walked in, his steps unsteady.

To be honest, he really didn’t want to teach this class right now.

How was he supposed to teach with those two living ancestors in the classroom?

He didn’t dare discipline them; one was the Chairman, and the other was her friend.

But this was his scheduled class, and if he skipped it, he would be punished by the dean of discipline.

Left with no choice, he had to bite the bullet and show up.

The ghost homeroom teacher felt utterly humiliated. He first snuck a glance at Yun Zhenyue and Loo Huan, his eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

Then he looked at the rowdy students of Class 2, suppressed his displeasure, and forced a stiff, long-unseen smile. Even his voice was deliberately calm, as if he were afraid of scaring a group of precious babies.

"Alright students, class is starting."

Upon seeing that smile,

the ghost students of Class 2 were completely and utterly dumbfounded!

’Holy sh*t?!’

’Is this really the same sinister and vicious homeroom teacher?’

’If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was a kindergarten teacher they hired from somewhere!’

Besides, the corners of his mouth were twitching like crazy. His smile was uglier than a crying face!

It looked like a blooming chrysanthemum!

Some students felt their vision go dark, and they nearly threw up.

The ghost homeroom teacher ignored the dumbstruck ghost students and continued, "Class monitor, has all of yesterday’s homework been collected?"

"It’s... it’s missing one," the ghost class monitor said, swallowing hard.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The ghost homeroom teacher nodded.

Just then, the female ghost who had been knitting sweaters suddenly felt her legs go weak, and she collapsed to the floor with a THUD.

Yesterday, she had been just a few stitches away from finishing a sweater.

Lost in her knitting, she had forgotten to do her homework.

The thought of the homeroom teacher’s terrifying punishments made the female ghost’s body tremble like a leaf. Her hair was soaked with cold sweat, but she couldn’t seem to get to her feet.

She could only stammer in terror, "Homeroom teacher, I... I didn’t mean to not do my homework."

Seeing this, her classmates in Class 2 couldn’t bear to watch.

The ghost homeroom teacher loved punishing the ghosts of Class 2 more than anything. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Especially with that blood-red ruler of his. Every strike felt like having your flesh ripped apart!

Many ghost students had died under that very ruler in the past.

’She didn’t turn in her homework. She’s definitely doomed!’

Just as the ghosts of Class 2 were lamenting their classmate’s tragic fate,

something completely unexpected happened.

The ghost homeroom teacher bent down and, to the female ghost’s utterly bewildered expression, slowly helped her up. He even took out a tissue and a bandage and handed them to her.

He then asked kindly, "Are you hurt, my dear child?"

"Don’t be afraid. It’s just one missed homework assignment. The teacher won’t blame you."

"Look at you, you even pricked your finger trying to do your homework. The teacher has a bandage here, take it and use it."