Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

Loo Huan took the medal.

Seeing how uncomfortable Yun Zhenyue was, she threw up her hands. "Miss Yun, you’re not very practiced at this whole ’flexing’ thing, are you?"

"You got shy from a simple little flex like this?"

"You’re a long way from the realm of the God of Flexing."

Yun Zhenyue covered her face.

’Doesn’t she feel any shame at all?’

’Loo Huan is close to godhood, but she’s drifted far from humanity.’

’Wait!’

’Come to think of it, she wasn’t human to begin with, was she!’

’Could Loo Huan’s special ability have something to do with flexing?’

"Hmph. What’s all this nonsense? Just a bunch of cheap tricks."

The ghost homeroom teacher’s brow furrowed, and he raised the blood-red ruler high!

Just as it was about to strike Loo Huan.

She suddenly held up the medal and shouted, "Who dares!"

"My deskmate is the Chairman of the school’s Board of Directors! You dare strike the Chairman’s friend? Are you tired of living?!"

The Chairman?

The moment she said this, the ghost teachers in the office froze.

After all, Mr. Luo rarely appeared at school anymore. The true power at Chilling Middle School was the Board of Directors, but that group of strange entities on the board seemed to have disappeared along with Mr. Luo.

But they would never dare to underestimate the Board!

The Board held real power—the power of life and death over the school’s staff!

Even the most ordinary board member was not someone a mere ghost teacher could afford to provoke!

Let alone the Chairman, the highest level of all!

A single word from that person could decide whether they lived or died.

It was just that... the Chairman had basically never appeared since Chilling Middle School was founded.

They had only heard of the Chairman’s existence from some of the higher-ups.

It seemed that individual looked down on Chilling Middle School entirely.

"Ch... Chairman?"

The ghost homeroom teacher’s heart leaped in shock when he heard this. His gaze was riveted to the medal in Loo Huan’s hand. When he saw the inscription on it, his pupils shrank to pinpricks!

He recognized this medal!

It was far more exquisite and distinguished than the emblems of ordinary board members!

Mr. Luo had specifically instructed them a long time ago.

He had described the Chairman’s medal to all staff members.

His expression at the time had been extremely serious. He’d said that if anyone dared to anger the Chairman, he would be the first to flay them alive!

It wasn’t that the Chairman was distinguished because of Chilling Middle School!

Rather, it was because of the Chairman’s existence that Chilling Middle School held its supreme status!

The ghost homeroom teacher’s face instantly turned deathly pale. His eyes trembled frantically in their sockets, and all color drained from his lips. Only a hissing sound escaped his throat, as if an invisible hand were strangling him.

’How could this be...’

’How could the Chairman’s medal be in the hands of this human girl?’

’Could it be she truly has a close relationship with the Chairman?’

Whatever the answer was, she was, in any case, someone he couldn’t afford to provoke!

’It’s true.’

’If she were even slightly injured...’

’...all the ghost teachers in this office would probably have to die!’

"—CLATTER!"

The ruler in the ghost homeroom teacher’s trembling hand fell to the floor.

But, completely drained of strength, he didn’t have the courage to pick it up.

For a toady like him who bullied the weak and feared the strong, he had dared to move against Loo Huan, thinking of punishing her severely, but he hadn’t dared to kill her.

It was precisely because he feared she might actually have some powerful backing!

As for making a move against the Chairman?

He wouldn’t dare to even entertain the thought!

If word of this ever got out, what awaited him would be an eternity of torment!

Mr. Luo himself would tear him to pieces!

The ghost homeroom teacher trembled as he lowered his head, not daring to spare even a glance at Yun Zhenyue.

Meanwhile, the other ghost teachers were also in disbelief.

Each of them looked as if they had been struck by lightning. They didn’t even notice the office door creaking as the wind blew it open. The atmosphere became deathly still; the room was utterly silent.

Only a strange sense of dread and terror spread through the air.

They had actually wanted to make a move on the Chairman?

The sheer audacity of it!

It was almost as serious as harassing Mr. Luo’s daughter!

It was like they had stretched out their own necks, just waiting for the axe to fall!

Loo Huan was right!

If Miss Yun had gotten so much as a paper cut on her little finger because of them, they would have had to get on their knees and beg her to stop crying!

Loo Huan’s reckless action had, paradoxically, saved their lives!

Looking at the office, which had fallen into a dead silence, Loo Huan’s expression was one of great satisfaction.

’That flex felt so damn good!’

’Flexing is really the best way to live. I feel so much better already!’

"Thanks, Miss Yun."

Loo Huan said with a light laugh, handing the medal back to Yun Zhenyue.

"As long as you’re happy."

Yun Zhenyue sighed, putting the medal away again.

She had no interest in flexing or any of that; she had been completely forced into it.

At that moment, Loo Huan gazed at the homeroom teacher, who was drenched in sweat, his face ashen with terror.

She whispered to Yun Zhenyue, "Any thoughts?"

"Me?" Yun Zhenyue was confused.

"You’re the Chairman, and he was just trying to kill you. Don’t you want revenge?"

"Well—"

Yun Zhenyue found the situation a bit tricky.

Just as she was pondering, Loo Huan winked, giving her a hint.

’Yun Zhenyue got it instantly. This girl wants to flex again, doesn’t she?’

"Ahem~"

Loo Huan turned around and coughed lightly twice.

Hearing this, the group of ghost teachers shivered!

’This Loo Huan was like a little devil even before she had a connection to the Chairman!’

’Now that she has this connection, isn’t she going to torture us to death?’

"First off, homeroom teacher, are you still going to punish us?" Loo Huan asked, raising an eyebrow.

At this, cold sweat trickled down the ghost homeroom teacher’s cheeks.

"N-no... no more punishment," he stammered.

"Good," Loo Huan nodded smugly. "So, are we two good students or not?"

"...Yes."

The ghost homeroom teacher had to swallow his pride and reluctantly admit it.

"Mm, since we’re both good students, then why did you say we don’t respect our teachers?"

Loo Huan said slyly, her eerie voice filling the office.

Her words were like a trap.

It left the ghost homeroom teacher dumbfounded on the spot.

He didn’t know how to answer.

"Th-this..."

The ghost homeroom teacher looked humiliated. He agonized over it for a long time but couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation.

The entire specter looked exceptionally fragile, like a meek newlywed being tormented by a scoundrel.

Because he had removed his spine, he was unsteady on his feet. He didn’t dare to put the ruler back in now, so his body was swaying precariously, and the hissing sounds he made were almost like whimpers.

He was so scared he nearly dropped to his knees!

"It seems you’ve realized your mistake."

Loo Huan chuckled softly.

She bent down and picked up the ghost homeroom teacher’s blood-red ruler.

"This is the ruler. You really enjoyed hitting the students from Class 2 with this before, didn’t you?"

"I’ve had a problem with this ruler for a long time."

After saying this, Loo Huan looked at another ghost teacher to the side. This one had very long fingernails.

"Teacher, please help me carve something."

"...Me?" the ghost teacher asked, terrified.

"Yes. Help me change the words on this."

"He’s not worthy of what’s on it now. Carve these for me instead: ’Misleading the Youth’ and ’Corrupt and Disgraceful’," Loo Huan said slowly.

The moment she said this, the ghost teachers in the office were all aghast.

This was like nailing the ghost homeroom teacher to a pillar of shame!

From now on, whenever he took out his ruler, he would see those two phrases. For a teacher, it was the ultimate humiliation!

Not only that, but as the ghost homeroom teacher wore an expression of extreme humiliation, Loo Huan added languidly, "Considering you frightened the Chairman, let’s start with a fine of one year’s salary!"

"What?"

The ghost homeroom teacher was dumbfounded. Fining him was almost the same as killing him!

With no income for a year, what was he supposed to live on, air?

"Hm?"

Seeing his reaction, Loo Huan frowned in dissatisfaction. "One year isn’t enough? Then make it three!"

"If that’s still not enough, I can keep adding more!"

"Enough, enough! I accept the punishment!"

The ghost homeroom teacher agreed through gritted teeth.

As long as he wasn’t going to die, any fine was acceptable.

Loo Huan was satisfied now.

She turned her head again to look at the horrified ghost teachers.

Loo Huan pointed at them and barked like a judge of the underworld calling out the damned, "What are you looking at me for? Look at him!"

"Do you think I’m wrong?"

"You’re truly the worst batch of teachers I’ve ever had!"

Hearing this, the ghost teachers sullenly agreed, beginning to denounce the homeroom teacher for his misdeeds.

After all this was done, Loo Huan felt amazing.

Just then, the class bell rang.

Under the glares of the ghost teachers, who were furious but dared not speak, she took Yun Zhenyue’s hand and prepared to leave the office.

But just as her left foot crossed the threshold, Loo Huan heard the ghost teachers’ low-voiced discussion.

She took two steps back, threw the door open again, and shouted, "Still talking? Your office is the loudest in the whole building!"

Hearing this, the office fell silent.

The world had truly been turned upside down.

Yun Zhenyue’s eyelid twitched uncontrollably.

’Loo Huan is doing whatever she pleases. Anyone who didn’t know better would think *she* was the teacher.’

"Hmph, these punks really don’t know their place."

Loo Huan snorted softly and closed the office door.

She excitedly babbled to Yun Zhenyue.

"Miss Yun, you know, I’ve been sick of this bunch of scumbags for a long time!"

"They all deserved it. It’s their own fault for not acting like proper teachers."

...

「Meanwhile.」

The global audience watching the livestream was dumbfounded.

’Did they get the roles mixed up somewhere?’

’Why are we seeing a student scolding the teachers?’

’No, that’s not right!’

’She completely intimidated a whole group of ghost teachers!’

’Does this mean the medal Yun Zhenyue got is real?’

’Is Gu Yuan really the Chairman of Chilling Middle School’s Board of Directors?’