You're my wife, don't doubt it!

I can't let all of this go to waste and go back to the relationship we had in the past.

I absolutely cannot accept this.

“The memories here contain things I’m determined to protect at all costs,” Xiao Yao told Teacher Yao.

A cloud of black mist began to gather around Teacher Yao, and his voice gradually changed: "I do not blame you for not agreeing with my beliefs. I do not want to force you to accept my favors."

"Now, I, in my great understanding, allow you to come and go with a clear conscience, yet you still refuse to accept it."

"Don't you understand your situation? Do you think I'm exceptionally easy to talk to? Do you think I'm begging you to get lost?"

"Nobody expects a kind heart from a pervert like you! Who knows if your memory erasure will turn us into puppets just like them?" Shen Jie shouted.

"Shen Jie, you are not my student, and this is your first time visiting my school. Therefore, I am very much looking forward to the sparks that may fly between us, which is why I have been giving you face. However, it is truly heartbreaking that you have taken advantage of the face I have given you to indulge yourself in such a dissolute manner."

"Pah! Disgusting!" Shen Jie grabbed the plastic bucket and swung it at Teacher Yao.

Xiao Yao was already used to Shen Jie's habit of starting fights, so he rushed forward, ready to deliver a powerful blow to the face of this imposter Teacher Yao.

"Next time, please let the tank initiate the fight first!" Xiao Yao shouted.

Facing the flying bucket of water, Teacher Yao neither dodged nor flinched. Instead, she stood still with her hands on her hips and gave a loud shout, which sent the bucket flying back and landing on Shen Jie's head.

Xiao Yao was halfway there when he was suddenly attacked by this sonic wave, and he instantly felt dizzy.

Fortunately, Old Tang didn't fail him this time, allowing him to raise his shield.

A phantom appeared behind Teacher Yao—the monster had three heads, the middle one being a male head breathing flames, and the left and right sides being the heads of a bull and a sheep.

Its legs look like a rooster's legs, and it has a snake's tail behind it.

It rode a beast that looked like a lion.

It's called a lion, but it has wings and a neck that resemble a dragon...

It's not a Chinese dragon, but the kind of dragon commonly found in Western fantasy.

This...this is Teacher Yao's spiritual fortress?

Teacher Yao threw off his crimson cloak and slammed his fist directly into the shield. The immense impact forced Xiao Yao to kneel, and then came another punch after another.

“Poor Yao Qi…this insect, even his shadow is so kind and cowardly,” Teacher Yao’s mouth didn’t move at all, the extremely unpleasant voice came from the monster’s abdomen behind him: “You won’t listen to reason, so you’ll have to drink the penalty cup.”

Teacher Yao's fist slammed into the shield, leaving terrifying dents. The loud noise of the metal colliding echoed in the small room. Even Shen Jie and Yu Luying, who were a little further away, were shaken so badly that they couldn't stand up and collapsed to the ground.

"Yu Luying, use your mental fortress!" Shen Jie shouted, "My fortress power is exhausted!"

"What fortress? What spirit?" Yu Luying asked, bewildered. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

She was under the same immense pressure as Xiao Yao, and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"Damn it, that armored female knight of yours, the one who wields throwing axes!" Shen Jie exclaimed angrily, "Is that all she uses to fight us?"

Yu Luying's vision blurred and she was unable to speak.

Because Xiao Yao's vision was not only blacking out, but his internal organs were also churning, and blood was coming out of his nostrils and ears. He could only instinctively use a shield to protect his body, but it was only a drop in the ocean.

Teacher Yao could punch Xiao Yao's head into the floor anytime he wanted, but he chose not to.

He simply swung his fists in a showy manner, repeatedly striking Xiao Yao's only remaining shield that could withstand the attack.

“Poor Yao Qi,” said the monstrous phantom behind Teacher Yao, “you’re actually going to send them both back? These kinds of scum have already come all this way, wouldn’t it be a sin to let them go?”

"Oh, clever Miss Shen Jie, you actually worry that I'm erasing your memories of the palace so that I can turn you all into puppets like them?"

The monster's voice boomed like a bell: "They are nothing but empty shells, while you are souls with free will. How could I possibly waste such a precious thing?"

The shield turned into a twisted piece of scrap metal, and the torrential, thunderous attack finally came to an end.

Shen Jie and Yu Luying had long since lost consciousness, and Xiao Yao was also on the verge of death.

Teacher Yao reached out with satisfaction for Zhou Qi to drape a velvet cloak over him, but Zhou Qi's gaze held a hint of complexity.

He casually sat down in the chair Zhou Qi had brought for him, looking at the immobilized Xiao Yao with great interest: "I really didn't intend to lie to you. I have no interest in men. As long as you nod and obey, I'll make sure you remember everything. You can go back to class and sleep when you should, go online after school and spend three years working in a factory, and your life will be over. What a wonderful future!"

“But you didn’t take the chance.” Teacher Yao reached out and grabbed Xiao Yao’s hair, lifted him up, and turned her head as if she wanted to tell Zhou Qi something.

"Stop!" With a shout, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and a beam of golden light shone in, momentarily blinding Teacher Yao.

"Where did this petty scoundrel come from?" Teacher Yao pushed Xiao Yao aside and shielded her eyes from the light with her hand.

Xiao Yao also struggled to turn his head and look over. At this moment, the only one who could help was that strange white-clad knight.

Looking against the light, Xiao Yao felt that the white-clad knight's figure seemed to have become much shorter and fatter, completely lacking the tall and handsome appearance he had when they first met, and his behavior was also somewhat comical—that beam of light, the more he looked at it, the more it resembled a flashlight.

"Xiong Ji?!" Zhou Qi called out the name of the newcomer. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao's vision went black.

He desperately wanted to shout out, telling Xiong Ji to stay out of this mess and run away, but no sound came out no matter how long he opened his mouth.

"I thought you were still dreaming of immortality in that little refrigerator." Teacher Yao squinted at Xiong Ji, snapped her fingers, and the originally dim room became as bright as day, instantly swallowing up the light from Xiong Ji's flashlight.

"So what? Let me tell you, before I lose my temper, release everyone right now, and I might consider sparing your life..."

Xiong Ji seemed to want to make a righteous declaration, but Teacher Yao had already lost patience. Before Xiong Ji could finish speaking, he suddenly leaped forward, revealed a six-bladed hammer from under his cloak, raised it high, and smashed it down on Xiong Ji's head.

Upon seeing this, Xiong Ji lost his initial arrogance and immediately fled in panic.

"Help me, hero!"

Are you here to be a joke? Xiao Yao was furious but helpless.

Teacher Yao was going all out, how could Little Bear escape? Just as his head was about to be smashed into his skull, suddenly, the sound of galloping hooves rang out, and in the side mirror, a knight in white robes and riding a white horse rushed out like lightning, thrusting his lance straight at Teacher Yao from the side and behind!

The knight appeared from an extremely tricky angle, and since Teacher Yao's attention was entirely focused on the bear, she had no time to react before being instantly pierced by the lance.

The Cavaliers' momentum didn't diminish; they continued their advance until he was pinned to the opposite mirror like a specimen.

You could nail a person to this mirror and it wouldn't break...

"Why did you take so long to arrive?!" Xiong Ji complained to the White Knight, still shaken, as he checked on Xiao Yao's injuries—it seemed that his earlier bluff was a pre-arranged act with the knight.

"I'm telling you to keep him calm, not to provoke him." The white knight's voice was deep and emotionless. He released his lance, turned his horse around, and the white horse kicked Zhou Qi, who was trying to charge forward, flying into a corner.

"You didn't tell me how to stay steady either." Little Bear helped Xiao Yao up and asked about his injuries with concern.

"You despicable scoundrel!" Seeing Zhou Qi injured, Teacher Yao roared as he grabbed his lance with both hands, trying to free himself.

The white knight dismounted, drew his sword, cut a piece from his purple velvet cloak, rolled it into a ball, and disgustedly stuffed it into his mouth. As a result, Teacher Yao could only make muffled noises.

Then, the White Knight came over and put his hand on Xiao Yao's shoulder. A warm current flowed into his body, which made him feel much better and that he could stand up again.

"Although I still don't know who you are, thank you for saving us anyway." Faced with this strange man whose face clearly said "no comment," Xiao Yao could only express his gratitude in this way.

The white knight did not answer. Seeing that Xiao Yao had recovered, he turned his sword around and handed it to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao was a little confused and hesitantly accepted the sword.

The White Knight noticed Xiao Yao's confusion and explained to him, "This isn't over yet. If you want to go home, you'll have to clear your own way."

"W-what do you mean?" Xiong Ji asked anxiously. "Didn't you say that if we defeated Teacher Yao, we could go home?"

“You can only save yourself. This matter started with you, and it must end with you.” The White Knight reached out and pulled the scabbard from Xiao Yao’s sword, grasped his hand, and pointed the sword at Teacher Yao, who was still twisting and struggling: “Finish him off and open the door to your home. This is your destiny.”

After saying that, the White Knight ignored Xiao Yao and turned to look after Shen Jie and Yu Luying, leaving Xiao Yao and Xiao Xiong to face this so-called fate.

"What do you mean by 'deal with him'?" Xiao Yao looked at the gleaming blade in his hand, his gaze shifting uncertainly between Teacher Yao and Little Bear.

This fake Teacher Yao is indeed despicable, but... even if he deserves what he got...

But that's Teacher Yao after all!

Father Yu didn't ask me to do this kind of thing, did he?

Xiao Yao always felt that this was not quite right.

“Keep hesitating,” the White Knight warned. “If you miss your chance, you will be trapped here. You will become like him, a shadow that harms the region. More courageous and determined young people will come to fight against you. I hope you will not regret it then.”

"You really are..." Seeing Xiao Yao hesitate, Xiong Ji suddenly snatched the sword from his hand and, before Xiao Yao could react, turned around and stabbed the terrified Teacher Yao in the heart.

"No!!!" Zhou Qi cried out.

“Someone has to make the decision, right?” Xiongji drew his sword and looked at the white knight, but it seemed as if he was talking to himself.

A large amount of black mist gushed out from Teacher Yao's wound, and then the sword absorbed the black mist from its blade. Before long, only the lance nailed to the mirror remained.

“Teacher Yao…” Xiao Yao murmured to himself.

Xiongji slashed at the mirror with his sword. As the sword flashed, the entire room, the school, and everything in sight began to shatter, collapse, and fall into the endless darkness.

Finally, only a few of them remained, lost in a darkness from which they could not discern their direction.

Then, something seemed to converge on the center from all directions, as if to seal them into some kind of square box.

When all the changes came to a stop, they found themselves standing in front of the principal's office at St. Francis Secondary School at night.

"Yu Luying, Shen Jie," Xiao Yao turned his head to observe his friends, "Xiong Ji, are you all alright?"

"Zhou Qi!" Yu Luying didn't answer his question, but only let out a scream, and then ran towards Zhou Qi who was lying on the ground.

The girl clenched her teeth and lost consciousness.

Yu Luying reached out and lifted Zhou Qi's clothes over her stomach, only to see a horseshoe-shaped bloodstain on the girl's belly.

I'm deeply, completely immersed in it.

Everyone gasped.

Monthly pass.