Douluo Dalu 2: Reincarnated as the Auspicious Beast

The spectator stands were completely silent. Even though the observing teachers might have thought that Director Du had gone too far with his scolding, they all remained expressionless, their eyes fixed downward, hands clasped together as if meditating—no one dared to even breathe too loudly, fearing they might get caught up in the conflict between these two high-ranking figures.

…I wish both of you would just get lost.With an utterly blank expression, Yan Shaozhe thought to himself.

To be fair, he had to admit that some of Du Weilen's accusations had merit. Yan Shaozhe had been detached from frontline teaching for a long time. Ever since becoming a Titled Douluo, he had been heavily involved in Sea God's Pavilion affairs, shifting his focus toward the inner court and leaving the outer court's day-to-day matters largely unattended.

He had always been aware of the issues Du Weilen reported regarding Zhou Yi, but he had never thought much of them.Yan Shaozhe had simply assumed that the expelled students were weaklings who weren't worth keeping—if they were eliminated, so be it. It wasn't a big deal. Besides, Zhou Yi's class had exceptional advancement rates—the numbers looked impressive. Why not just give the Soul Tool Department some face and maintain good relations for future cooperation?

What he hadn't expected was that Du Weilen's resentment toward Zhou Yi had built up to such an extreme degree.

But now, as Du Weilen exploded in front of everyone, Yan Shaozhe realized that Zhou Yi's actions had actually harmed the academy's overall interests.

"Something is definitely wrong with Du Weilen's state," Xian Lin'er transmitted telepathically to him. Although she was discussing a serious matter, there was a noticeable lightness in her tone—almost as if she was enjoying watching Yan Shaozhe struggle.

"His anger isn't fading at all. Normally, when someone has a sudden outburst, their rage should subside after venting. But look closely at him."

Even after his long-winded tirade, Du Weilen's eyes were still bloodshot, veins bulging at his temples—he was showing no signs of calming down.

This was not normal. Yan Shaozhe's expression turned serious.Xian Lin'er didn't say anything further. Instead, she stood up calmly and said in a casual tone,

"Director Du, you should have reported this issue to the Soul Tool Department earlier. I'll have Teacher Zhou transferred back to our department. The Soul Tool Department's cafeteria still needs staff—this would be a good fit for her."

Today's incident had turned into an ugly mess, but Xian Lin'er was a practical woman. After listening to Du Weilen's rant and observing the reactions of those around her, she quickly realized that Zhou Yi had indeed gone too far.

And since Zhou Yi's greatest backing was Fan Yu—the future head of the Soul Tool Department—this was something the department had to handle internally.

So, Xian Lin'er made a swift executive decision, effectively putting an end to the matter while salvaging some dignity for everyone involved.

But the way she phrased it, she made it sound as if Zhou Yi had always been part of the Soul Tool Department—implying that Du Weilen had been reporting her to the wrong person all this time, which was why she had been allowed to act so unchecked.

This maneuver saved face for both Yan Shaozhe and the Soul Tool Department:

Yan Shaozhe wasn't at fault—after all, Zhou Yi technically wasn't under his jurisdiction. The Soul Tool Department wasn't responsible either—since Du Weilen never officially reported her misconduct to them.

In other words, this was a masterclass in bureaucratic maneuvering—passing the blame while keeping both departments clean.

Flawless political tai chi.Zhou Yi's mouth opened in shock.

At that moment, she finally felt fear. But with Xian Lin'er's authority, she didn't dare argue. She had no problem challenging Du Weilen, but when it came to the head of the Soul Tool Department, she would never be so bold.

However, Du Weilen still looked furious, his face red with rage, as if he wanted to protest. He was clearly in an abnormal state, consumed by irrational anger beyond his control.Xian Lin'er subtly gestured with her hand.

In the next instant, Qian Duoduo suddenly appeared on stage. His movement was so fast that no one even saw how he got there. One moment he wasn't there, and the next, he was standing right next to Du Weilen.

Before anyone could react, Du Weilen's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh no! Director Du suddenly fainted!" Qian Duoduo exclaimed dramatically. His loud, exaggerated concern made it seem as if he had rushed to save Du Weilen from falling, rather than knocking him out cold.

"I'll take him to the Healing Department!"

Before anyone could object, he swiftly dragged Du Weilen offstage, and—for good measure—grabbed the still-stunned Zhou Yi and took her along.

Nobody was stupid enough to call him out on it.

Yan Shaozhe stroked his beard and walked up to the stage with a smile. "Wang Rui, could you explain the exact effects of your Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Does it have anything to do with Director Du's condition?"

Wang Rui blinked and put on his signature 'pure and clueless' expression. "I really don't know. We don't fully understand our fusion skill's effects either, since we've never actually landed a successful hit before."

"…So, it's an incredibly powerful ability, capable of making an opponent lose their rationality and succumb to uncontrollable fury—even a Soul Douluo like Director Du was affected." Yan Shaozhe continued stroking his beard, his expression turning fox-like.

While he couldn't yet confirm it, he had already decided on the official story—blaming it on a powerful fusion skill was far better than admitting that Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department had an internal political meltdown on stage.

"In that case, I declare Wang Rui's team the champions of the Freshman Assessment. Any objections?"

A murmur of voices finally rose from the audience. Some were in awe, others were congratulating Mu Jin. The teachers had been so engrossed in watching the drama unfold that they had completely forgotten this was still a competition.

Yan Shaozhe turned to Zhu Lu and Dai Huabin, who were trying their hardest to blend into the background. "Do either of you object?"

Naturally, they wouldn't dare.

"Then it's settled. The top three teams will receive their rewards later," Yan Shaozhe announced lightly. "But remember, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill's effects are a soul master's greatest secret. I ask that everyone here respect their privacy and keep this information confidential."

Translation: Don't you dare spread rumors about my department's Director going crazy on stage—or else.

Finally, after an exhausting morning, the assessment was over.

But given how wild things had gotten, the real highlight wasn't the competition at all—it was the sheer spectacle of Du Weilen's outburst.

Meanwhile, Du Weilen had been moved to the infirmary. Even in deep unconsciousness, his face was twisted with rage, as if he was still trapped in his uncontrollable fury.

"Teacher, that's the situation." Yan Shaozhe respectfully addressed a tall, elderly man in simple robes.

"Sigh… This is quite the tricky case." Mu En stroked his beard with a sigh.