"Jing's younger brother? Hmm, younger brother."
The last syllable of Xue Di fell.
As if an invisible pause button had been pressed, the air fell silent for a few seconds.
Dongfang Jing himself got goosebumps all over.
Oh my god! Mirror Brother, what a nickname!
The poet who came up with this title?
Oh right, Xue Di is really not a poet! But the contrast between her and others is too strong, isn't it?
But in reality, only Dongfang Jing himself felt that this nickname was particularly sarcastic.
Others, such as Biji, Ayin, and Wang Qiu'er, were simply surprised that the seemingly cold and aloof Snow Emperor would use such an intimate term of address, rather than feeling that there was anything wrong with "Jing Didi" in itself.
After all, Dongfang Jing already calls Xue'er "Sister," so what else could he be but a younger brother?
Hyotei also thought it made perfect sense logically.
So, does that mean I'll be this kid's older sister from now on?
Hey, thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem so bad!
"Uh, Sister Xue'er," Dongfang Jing tried to organize his thoughts and salvage the situation, "In the human world, older sisters usually don't call their younger brothers by their full names, but rather by their given names or nicknames."
He hoped to persuade the other party to change their mind.
After a moment's thought, Xue Di nodded: "Then Bing'er and I will decide based on our mood. We can call you 'little brother' or 'little mirror'."
"Uh-huh." Dongfang Jing looked at Xue Di's calm and unwavering eyes, knowing that resistance was futile, and could only resign himself to giving up the struggle.
It seems this new identity will be a constant companion.
A clear cough broke the delicate atmosphere.
Biji had somehow stepped between Dongfang Jing and the Ice and Snow Emperors, a warm smile on her face, her gaze sweeping over them: "Gentlemen, have you finished discussing the issue of titles? It's more important to get down to business quickly, lest we keep others waiting."
The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress gave a soft "hmm," agreeing that what they said made sense.
He then turned around and put the red supercar into his storage soul tool.
Looking at Brigitte's profile,
The tacit understanding cultivated over five years allowed Dongfang Jing to clearly sense that his master's emotions at this moment were subtly different from usual.
"That master, I…" he tried to speak.
"Shh," Brigitte said, gently pressing her index finger to Dongfang Jing's lips, interrupting him.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath them, and said in a very low voice, "No need to explain, I understand."
Do you understand? Understand what?
Dongfang Jing felt lost.
He himself didn't know what to say. Master, how did you understand?
Bi Ji raised her eyes, her emerald-like eyes gazing intently at him, and asked in a low voice, "Disciple, do you prefer the way Xue Di calls you Little Mirror, or do you prefer the way your master calls you?"
The problem came unexpectedly.
Dongfang Jing almost blurted out, "I like Master."
At that moment, Brigitte felt her heart almost stop beating.
As expected of Lord Mirror, one sentence almost scared the 540,000-year-old jade swan to death!
Dongfang Jing and his group were some distance away from the Shrek Academy students.
This distance wasn't enough for them to hear the ambiguous conversation.
All that could be seen was that those few people seemed to have a very harmonious relationship.
As the other party walked straight toward Shrek Academy, Ma Hongjun nudged Oscar beside him with his elbow, his eyebrows twitching wildly.
It conveyed a look that only men could understand.
Oscar's eyes also lit up, his eyelashes trembling with excitement.
Although they were still quite far away, the women's faces were all covered by light veils, so their true appearances could not be seen.
But her exquisite figure and elegant and charming demeanor are so captivating that they make one's heart itch with desire.
Ma Hongjun felt that the anger he had forcibly suppressed due to the high-intensity training suddenly surged up again.
Dongfang Jing walked at the front, his gaze sweeping over the crowd gathered at the academy gate, unsure of what they were doing there.
He raised his head slightly, his gaze passing through his sunglasses and landing on the five ugly characters "Shrek Academy" carved on the wooden board.
Looking around at the dilapidated surroundings, his brows furrowed deeply.
Feeling increasingly guilty, Yao'er had actually lived in this wretched place for a month?
He's such a terrible older brother!
"Young man," Flander, the dean, asked first, a shrewd smile on his face, "what brings you to Shrek Academy? You are so young. If you wish to enroll, I'm sorry, the registration period has already passed."
That's what he said,
However, it was obvious that Dongfang Jing was a wealthy man.
If the other party is willing to give him more gold soul coins, he might "reluctantly" make an exception and accept them.
However, Dongfang Jing seemed not to have heard him at all.
His gaze searched directly for that familiar figure among the Shrek students.
Flander's face darkened instantly when he was ignored by a kid.
Yu Xiaogang, who was standing to the side, was already seething with anger because he had been publicly humiliated by Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao not long ago.
Seeing the arrogant attitude of this strange young man as he walked straight past her, completely ignoring her, she felt even more furious.
He stepped forward, extended two fingers, pointed at Dongfang Jing's back, and adopted the dignified posture of a teacher:
"Halt! This is Shrek Academy. Unauthorized personnel, leave immediately! Otherwise, our Shrek teachers will..." He hadn't finished his threatening words.
A small, seemingly harmless blue-pink butterfly appeared out of nowhere and landed lightly on the two fingers that Yu Xiaogang was pointing at Dongfang Jing.
Yu Xiaogang didn't even have time to react.
Whoosh!
There was no warning, no sound.
The butterfly's wings trembled only slightly.
The next instant, the two outstretched fingers were severed at the root!
"Thump, thump!" Two soft sounds, and the severed finger fell to the ground.
Tick-tock tick-tock
Bright red blood gushed from the severed finger of Yu Xiaogang's left hand, dripping onto the ground with a clear sound.
Yu Xiaogang blinked, staring blankly at his left hand, which suddenly only had three fingers left.
My gaze shifted downwards, and the two familiar severed fingers on the ground came into clear view.
If that's not his, whose is it?
Cold sweat instantly covered my forehead, and a belated, excruciating pain swept through my entire body!
He fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his severed finger tightly with his right hand, letting out a painful groan.
"teacher!"
"Xiao Gang!"
Tang San and Flander simultaneously let out shouts of shock and anger!
The Shrek team immediately distanced themselves from Dongfang Jing, their eyes filled with vigilance, anger, and disbelief.
He stared intently at the ruthless silver-haired boy.
In the field,
Only Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were standing directly opposite Dongfang Jing, and Dongfang Yao, who had her back to everyone and was still trying to adjust her breathing, remained.
Meanwhile, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School guards who had been secretly protecting Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao...
No longer daring to hide, they emerged from the shadows and quickly gathered together, their spirit rings lighting up one after another.
Because none of them had seen how the other party made their move!
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