Ye Yin sighed but didn't put the can of surströmming away. He kept it in his hand, looking for the perfect opportunity to give his "gift" away.
Just as Ma Hongjun finished ordering their food, the students from Canghui Academy walked in. At the sight of them, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai exchanged a look and immediately started to provoke the other group. They were firm believers in the saying, 'A Spirit Master who doesn't dare to cause trouble is not a good Spirit Master.'
There was another reason for their aggression. Dai Mubai was still furious that his fiancée had become involved with someone else, especially after hearing how intense their encounter had been. He was itching for a fight to vent his frustration.
The eight members of the Canghui Academy group sat down at a nearby table. From the corner of his eye, Ye Yin saw their middle-aged teacher whisper something to one of the young men. A small smile touched Ye Yin's lips. He looked down at the can in his hand, then stood up and walked over to the Canghui Academy's table.
Everyone from both Shrek and Canghui Academy watched him, wondering what he was about to do.
Ye Yin placed the can of surströmming on their table with a polite expression. "My two classmates said some unpleasant things just now," he said smoothly. "Please don't take offense. This can of surströmming is an apology from us."
Hearing that it was a can of food, the faces of the Canghui group lit up. Their teacher, Ye Zhiqiu, happily picked it up. A can of fish was a rare delicacy!
"It's nothing at all," he said with a magnanimous wave of his hand. "They're all just young people. As long as you tell them to be more careful in the future, it will be fine."
When Ye Yin returned to his seat, the rest of the Shrek team burst into suppressed laughter. They knew all too well how horrifically awful the smell of that canned fish was.
For a while, the meal was peaceful. Plates of delicious dishes were served, and both tables ate in harmony.
"Teacher," one of the Canghui students said, "let's try that can you were given."
Ye Zhiqiu reluctantly took out the can. He had been planning to save it and eat it all by himself later. "Alright then, everyone can have a taste."
Snap!
The moment the metal lid was popped open, a powerful stench, like something had crawled into a sewer and died, billowed out.
"Ugh!" Ye Zhiqiu, who was closest, was the first to gag.
[Resentment from Ye Zhiqiu +20!]
"What is this stuff?!" he choked out, sniffing it again in disbelief. "Ugh! Cough, cough, cough..."
One of his students, still skeptical, took the can. Before he could even bring it close to his nose, the pungent odor assaulted his nostrils. "Ugh!"
[Resentment from Wang Defa +9!]
"Is it really that bad?" another student mocked, taking the can from him. "Don't forget, we're Spirit Masters! How bad can one smell be?" He took a confident whiff. "Ugh!"
[Resentment from Wang Ergou +9!]
The students further back didn't even get a chance to be skeptical; the smell of the surströmming had already spread throughout the restaurant. Resentment values from the surrounding diners began to scroll wildly across Ye Yin's vision.
Ye Zhiqiu slammed his hand on the table, his face purple with rage. "What a bunch of arrogant brats! Teach them a good lesson!"
Several male students from Canghui Academy immediately rushed toward the Shrek table. Their Spirits bloomed, and white and yellow spirit rings emerged one by one.
"Leave them all to me!" Dai Mubai roared, leaping to his feet. His White Tiger Spirit possessed him as he pounced on the six students. Even in a one-against-six fight, he showed no signs of being at a disadvantage.
Finally, Ye Zhiqiu decided to step in. "Since my students are no match for them, then let me have a try. You'd better have your elders come out, too! Profound Turtle, possess!"
Ye Zhiqiu's body transformed, morphing into a giant, upright turtle. Five spirit rings—two yellow and three purple—rose around him.
"What a 'Profound Turtle'!" Ye Yin exclaimed loudly, putting heavy emphasis on the name.
[Resentment from Ye Zhiqiu +30!]
The name was Ye Zhiqiu's biggest taboo. "You're courting death!" he roared, and a chilling aura rapidly spread outwards, causing the other diners to shiver and hug themselves for warmth.
Two purple spirit rings rose from under Ye Yin's feet. The first ring flashed three times in quick succession.
First Spirit Ability, Curse.
Dysmenorrhea, intensity: level ten, duration: twenty minutes.
Hypoglycemia, intensity: level eight, duration: twenty hours.
Cold sensitivity, intensity: level nine, duration: eighty minutes.
As the three effects took hold, Ye Zhiqiu completely forgot about Ye Yin's shocking twin purple spirit rings.
"Ah!" The level-ten dysmenorrhea felt like his insides were being twisted by a red-hot poker, causing him to cry out in agony. The level-eight hypoglycemia made his vision blur, the world fracturing into a dozen swaying shadows. To top it off, the level-nine cold sensitivity made his entire body tremble uncontrollably. He, a master of a water-and-ice-attribute Profound Turtle Spirit, felt colder than he ever had in his life.
If it were just the hypoglycemia, he might have already fainted. But the combination of excruciating pain and the bone-deep chill kept him hovering in a haze of semi-consciousness. The feeling was like having one foot in the gates of hell, only to be violently yanked back by another torment.
"Ah! It hurts! It's so cold! What in the world did you do to me?!"
One second, his eyes would roll back as he was about to collapse, and the next, a violent shiver and a fresh wave of pain would jolt him awake, his eyes dazed and unfocused. This agonizing cycle repeated endlessly, his cries and near-faints falling into a morbid rhythm.
[Resentment from Ye Zhiqiu +20!]
[Resentment from Ye Zhiqiu +21!]
Ye Yin smiled, watching the resentment values continuously scroll up. This was a perfect win-win situation. Ye Zhiqiu wouldn't get beaten up by Zhao Wuji, he was getting a ton of resentment points, and the other Shrek students didn't have to get hurt. A triple-win!
Upstairs, watching Ye Zhiqiu's miserable state from a window, Zhao Wuji felt a chill run down his own spine. How miserable!
"What did you do to Teacher Ye!" several Canghui students exclaimed, glaring at Ye Yin.
Ye Yin sighed dramatically. "I'm not sure how to explain it. If you really want to know, you could just try it for yourselves."
His first spirit ring flickered again, and rays of black light shot out, falling one by one onto the remaining students. Colds, heat, body odor, loss of appetite, constipation, and 'bent'.
As the six effects took hold, four of the students immediately felt something was wrong. One began sneezing uncontrollably. Another started caressing his own body while winking suggestively at the people around him. A third frowned and kept sniffing himself with a disgusted look. The final student's gaze landed on his two male companions, and he began licking his lips.
The resentment points started scrolling again.
Ye Yin felt delighted. "Since the matter is resolved," he announced cheerfully, "let's hurry up and eat. We still have to go to the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow."
He sat back down at the table and began to happily feast on his meal.
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