Yu Xiaogang stared at the Shrek Seven Monsters in front of him, his face twisted with anger.
Because of Xue Qinghe, they had been forced to leave.
Afterward, he learned from Yu Tianheng about the relationship between the Shrek Seven Monsters and his nephew. When he discovered that Yu Tianheng's girlfriend had broken up with him because of that red-haired boy, his resentment toward the Shrek Seven Monsters reached a boiling point.
He had assumed he would never cross paths with them again, yet by chance, he came to visit old friends today—and ran into them at the gate of Lan Ba Academy.
"Uncle, are you okay? We're just standing at the entrance of our own school. How exactly are we bothering you?"
Xiao Wu looked at Yu Xiaogang with sarcasm in her eyes, her tone dripping with mockery.
To her, this man was simply ridiculous. Last time, he'd approached them out of nowhere and scolded them for no reason.
Now, they were just standing quietly—and he looked furious again.
"You're students of Lan Ba Academy?"
Yu Xiaogang caught on to Xiao Wu's words, and his expression softened slightly. A glimmer of arrogance flickered in his eyes.
"In that case, this will be easy."
"I suggest you apologize to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. What happened last time was your fault. As long as you apologize, we'll let it go."
Yu Xiaogang's tone was commanding—he spoke as if his words were absolute.
The Shrek Seven Monsters all looked at him in confusion.
Where did this man get the confidence to demand an apology?
"You're joking, right?"
"You really think we're that easy to push around?"
Ning Rongrong burst out.
No one had ever dared to speak to her like this—much less force her to apologize. Only Brother Hongjun could scold her.
She didn't know who this arrogant man was, but the way he ordered them around made her furious.
"And who are you to decide what we should do?"
Dai Mubai stepped forward, shielding the others behind him.
He locked eyes with Yu Xiaogang, his gaze fierce and cold.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Do you know my relationship with your dean?"
"If you don't apologize, I'll report you to her and have her expel all of you."
Yu Xiaogang remained calm and confident.
He believed that, with his relationship with Liu Erlong, getting a few students expelled would be effortless.
Just as he was expecting them to panic, a gentle voice rang out behind him.
"What relationship?"
Yu Xiaogang puffed up with pride and answered immediately,
"She used to like me very much."
He turned around—only to see two familiar figures walking toward him.
Flander had his arm around Liu Erlong's waist as they approached slowly.
When Yu Xiaogang saw them clearly, his expression shifted dramatically.
He stared at Flander's hand with disbelief.
When his eyes fell on Liu Erlong, she didn't look away.
Their eyes met, and Yu Xiaogang was the first to avert his gaze.
Liu Erlong looked at him with mixed emotions.
She had once imagined that if she saw him again, she'd be overwhelmed with longing, would run to him, and ask why he had abandoned her.
With that passion, she had founded Lan Ba Academy on her own and stayed here for years.
But now, after truly accepting Flander, all that pent-up anger had vanished.
Seeing the man she once longed for, day and night, she felt nothing but calm.
"Long time no see, Xiaogang."
Liu Erlong's voice was quiet, calm, tinged with disappointment.
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in disbelief.
He had never imagined that Liu Erlong would end up with Flander.
Back when both men confessed to her, she had chosen him, without hesitation.
Though disappointed, Flander had gracefully stepped aside.
Yu Xiaogang had always believed that, even if he couldn't accept her, Liu Erlong would continue to love him unconditionally.
He never thought it would come to this.
How could they be together?
Yu Xiaogang felt betrayed.
He stumbled back, glaring at the pair.
He opened his mouth to question Liu Erlong—but the words caught in his throat.
He remembered how he had left her without saying goodbye, remembered what he had said.
Back then, when he discovered Liu Erlong was his cousin, he had firmly told her that they could never be together.
He had been the one to walk away.
Yet somehow, a twisted sense of rage welled up inside him.
If she had truly loved him, why didn't she wait?
If Flander had said he would withdraw, why was he now with Liu Erlong?
Feeling bitter, Yu Xiaogang raised his head and glared at them.
"Erlong... why?"
He clenched his jaw tightly, eyes filled with disbelief.
Liu Erlong's response was steady and calm.
"Xiaogang, you have to understand—no one will wait forever."
"Especially when there's a blood tie between us that you can never accept. You made that clear."
"So isn't it better to part ways peacefully?"
Her words cut deep.
Yu Xiaogang staggered back two steps, shaking his head in denial.
"If you loved me, why couldn't you just keep loving me? Why are you with Flander now?!"
Yu Xiaogang roared, his eyes red with emotion.
The Shrek Seven Monsters looked on in shock. They hadn't expected this man to be their dean's former lover.
"Oh wow, Boss Dai, I always wondered what kind of relationship he had with Teacher Erlong... I did not expect this."
Oscar looked as if he was enjoying a juicy drama.
"As expected of Teacher Erlong—still so captivating."
Xiao Wu said with admiration in her eyes.
Ma Hongjun, meanwhile, was stunned to learn that this was Tang San's teacher—Yu Xiaogang.
From their previous encounter, he already didn't like the man.
He acted superior, yet his actions were never convincing.
He didn't even like Liu Erlong, but had kept her close.
And now that Teacher Erlong had moved on, he acted like she had betrayed him?
"From what he's saying, even if he didn't want Teacher Erlong, she wasn't allowed to find someone else?"
Ning Rongrong's face twisted in disgust.
She couldn't believe how shameless this man was.
It was rare to be loved by a woman like Liu Erlong.
More importantly, she had waited alone for him for so many years.
If he had cared, he could have come back—but he didn't.
He only returned after she had finally given up.
Now he acted like the victim?
Ning Rongrong spat in contempt.
She was young—but she wasn't stupid.