Douluo Dalu: My System Is Dissatisfied

"Elder Chrysanthemum, just do as you're told."

Bibi Dong clearly didn't want to go into too much detail about this. In fact, even she couldn't fully explain it herself, so how could she answer Chrysanthemum Douluo's questions?

Seeing that Chrysanthemum Douluo still wasn't leaving, Bibi Dong asked, "Is there something else?"

"Your Majesty, I gathered some information during this trip. Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang is currently at Shrek Academy."

"Grandmaster? Yu Xiaogang? Which one?"

"Your Majesty, it's him."

"Which one?"

"...Him?"

"You're talking about..." A figure flashed through Bibi Dong's mind, her expression turning cold with disgust.

"Yes." Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded.

"Why are you bringing him up to me?" Bibi Dong's sharp gaze locked onto Chrysanthemum Douluo, clearly irritated.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? You once ordered me to track his whereabouts."

"I gave that order?"

"Yes."

"Why the hell would I do that?" Bibi Dong frowned, a trace of regret flashing in her eyes.

Chrysanthemum Douluo carefully observed Bibi Dong's expression, feeling incredibly confused. As a veteran of Spirit Hall who had served under two generations of leaders, he knew the history between Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji, and Yu Xiaogang all too well.

Back in the day, when Bibi Dong was young and traveling, she met Yu Xiaogang. They fell in love and became a couple. Even after Qian Xunji forcibly took her, Chrysanthemum Douluo knew that Bibi Dong had still clung to her love for Yu Xiaogang.

Whenever Yu Xiaogang's name was mentioned in the past, Bibi Dong's eyes would always soften with emotion. But this time, her gaze was filled with nothing but disgust and indifference.

Chrysanthemum Douluo held back any further comments because, for the first time, he realized he couldn't quite read the thoughts of the woman sitting on the throne.

"Kill him."

"What?"

Bibi Dong's sudden words left Chrysanthemum Douluo momentarily stunned.

"I said, kill him."

"...Alright."

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded, then hesitated before saying, "Ye Feng is incredibly talented. If we allow him to grow unchecked, he could become a major threat to Spirit Hall. I'll head to the Heaven Dou Empire and eliminate him now."

"Who said anything about killing Ye Feng?" Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened.

Chrysanthemum Douluo blinked in surprise. "Your Majesty, weren't you talking about Ye Feng?"

"Who the hell said I was talking about Ye Feng? He's still young. Elder Chrysanthemum, how could you even think of such a thing?"

"Then...who do you want dead?"

"Yu Xiaogang."

"...What?" Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned.

"Is there a problem?" Bibi Dong asked.

"No, no problem. But... you've always protected Yu Xiaogang before. Why the sudden change?"

Bibi Dong didn't answer.

If it were the old Bibi Dong, she absolutely wouldn't have considered killing Yu Xiaogang. In fact, she would have done everything in her power to protect him. But now, because of Ye Feng's system, all of her past love had been forcibly shifted onto Ye Feng. The stronger her past feelings for Yu Xiaogang were, the stronger her love for Ye Feng was now.

More importantly, Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang had a complicated and painful history. But with Ye Feng, there was no baggage—only admiration and desire.

To put it simply, Bibi Dong was in the same mindset as Nalan Yanran from another world.

She was the Pope of Spirit Hall, and Yu Xiaogang was nothing but a washed-up "theorist" with a ruined reputation. If she wanted to pursue Ye Feng, she had to cut ties with things that no longer suited her status.

"Forget it, I'll handle it myself. You don't have to worry about this," Bibi Dong decided suddenly.

"Your Majesty, are you personally going to the Heaven Dou Empire to kill Yu Xiaogang?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened in shock.

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Shrek Academy

In an open area, Ye Feng, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai were sitting on the grass. When they saw Liu Erlong approaching with three new people, they all got up.

Among the three, one of them was familiar—Tai Long from the Strength Clan. The other two were new. One was a man, the other a woman.

The woman had emerald green hair, an oval face, a delicate nose, and stood at about 1.65 meters. She had a well-proportioned figure and a calm demeanor.

The man had long bangs, was tall and thin, and had an unsettling sharpness in his gaze.

"These three are your substitute members. Go ahead and introduce yourselves," Liu Erlong instructed.

"Level 35 Agility Attack Spirit Master, Jing Ling. Martial Spirit: Skeleton."

"Level 35 Healing Spirit Master, Jiang Zhu. Martial Spirit: Healing Scepter."

Both of them had a standard spirit ring configuration—two yellow, one purple.

In the world of Advanced Spirit Master Academies, reaching level 30 was already considered elite. In fact, if not for the upcoming competition, Jing Ling and Jiang Zhu would have already graduated.

Tai Long scratched his head and grinned. "Uh... I don't really need to introduce myself, right? Everyone already knows me."

Liu Erlong turned to Ye Feng with a smile. "These three are the elites I've personally trained. If it weren't for this competition, they'd have already moved on. Ye Feng, I'm leaving them to you."

"Huh? Leaving them to me?" Ye Feng blinked in surprise.

"That's right. Maybe you don't know yet, but I've been appointed as the coach leading the team for this tournament. So, you have to listen to me." Liu Erlong smirked.

"Wait, you?" Ye Feng looked at her in disbelief.

"Aunt Erlong..."

Tang San started to speak, but Liu Erlong cut him off.

"Tang San, mind your words," Liu Erlong warned him. She shot a glance at Ye Feng, relieved that he didn't seem to care. Then she turned back to Tang San, her expression serious. "Don't cause misunderstandings."

"Misunderstandings?" Tang San was taken aback. He instinctively glanced at Ye Feng. He suddenly realized—Liu Erlong was concerned about how Ye Feng saw her.

"Alright, what did you want to ask?" Liu Erlong said.

"My teacher was supposed to lead the team. Why the sudden change?" Tang San asked, confused. He knew Yu Xiaogang wanted to prove himself through this tournament. If Liu Erlong was leading instead, how was Yu Xiaogang supposed to accomplish that?

"It was a last-minute decision."

"A last-minute decision? So this was your personal decision?"

"More or less. And don't worry—Flender has no objections. Alright, Ye Feng, you're in charge from here on out." Liu Erlong grinned triumphantly, then suddenly walked up to Ye Feng and affectionately took his arm.

Everyone present froze in shock, staring at Liu Erlong in disbelief.

Her actions made it crystal clear—taking over as team coach was just an excuse. Her real motive was sticking close to Ye Feng. There was no way she was going to pass up this golden opportunity to be near him.

(End of Chapter)

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