Chapter 31

"Du Wen... What are you talking about?" Ning Yi hadn't fully reacted yet, but Li Jiawei beside him had already spoken up. Ning Yi glanced over and saw that Li Jiawei's fair face and even her snow-white, slender neck were flushed, her expression somewhat agitated.

"Du Wen?" Ning Yi's brows slightly furrowed. No wonder this guy looks a bit like Du Ze...

"Are you Ning Yi?" Du Wen ignored Li Jiawei's intense rebuttal and turned his gaze to Ning Yi, looking him up and down with a condescending air, as if he were examining a rare item, and asked arrogantly.

Ning Yi shrugged, "Do I need to show you my student ID?"

"That's not necessary, but..." Du Wen's gaze fell on the book cover Ning Yi was looking at, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "But do you know whose seat you're sitting in now?"

"Nanling Middle School, Chongwen Pavilion, Reading Room One, Table Sixty-Eight..."

"Your memory is good, but what I'm asking is, do you know whose seat you're sitting in now?" Du Wen asked, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Du Wen, what do you mean?" Li Jiawei stepped in front of Ning Yi, "Is this school your family's?"

"Li Jiawei, I'm asking Ning Yi, not you... Even though you're my fiancée, if you make a mistake, I will still punish you."

Shit! Ning Yi felt a million grass mud horses gallop through his mind at this!

The way this guy talks... Does he think he's the emperor? What the hell! No wonder he's called one of the four school tyrants; he's too arrogant.

Sure enough, Li Jiawei's expression turned even more agitated, "Du Wen, I solemnly warn you, I have nothing to do with you now. Don't keep calling me your fiancée; your Du family is too much for me to handle."

Du Wen wasn't angry; his face remained calm, "Weiwei, it's fine. We aren't now, but we will be soon... Oh, right, it's best if you don't interrupt, or this guy will suffer even more later."

"You..." Li Jiawei's face turned red with anger, and her fists clenched tightly.

"Weiwei, the way you look now, it seems like you're worried about this pretty boy, right?" Du Wen smiled faintly, "You should know that the more you worry about him, the more severe his punishment will be. So... relax... relax a bit. Don't let me see that sour face of yours; it makes you less beautiful."

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!"

Before Du Wen finished speaking, a sparse round of applause broke out.

"Brilliant, brilliant..." Ning Yi clapped and said.

"What do you mean?" Seeing the mockery in Ning Yi's eyes, Du Wen's face turned slightly awkward.

"Nothing much, I'm just praising you for being handsome and charming, and for being so good at bullying girls," Ning Yi clapped with a fake smile.

"Ning Yi, don't think that just because we're in the library and everyone is watching, I won't hit you... Ask the people around you. Last time, that... that guy, the one I threw out of the second-floor window, what was his name, Weiwei, help me remember," Du Wen asked Li Jiawei with a smile.

Li Jiawei's face changed, "Du Wen, I warn you, don't think that just because your family has power, you can do whatever you want. Director Zhao is right outside, and your level isn't even enough to touch the tip of his finger."

"Ha ha, is that so? But I just saw Director Zhao go to the director's office. Why don't you call out and see if he comes in?" Du Wen laughed.

"Despicable!" Li Jiawei instantly understood that this guy had deliberately chosen this opportunity.

"Ha ha, the more you say that, the more excited I get... But don't worry, I'm just asking Ning Yi a small question. There's no need for you to be so tense," Du Wen said with a smile, "Look, I'm not like others, calling you a waste. That's so unpleasant. At least Ning Yi's face isn't bad, right? Right, Ning Yi..."

He then turned to look at Ning Yi, as if the situation was completely under his control.

"Sure, you're the first one to learn how to speak like a human," Ning Yi nodded.

"Ha ha, see... see, you're trying to anger me... You damn... dare to call me..." Du Wen was still trying to laugh, but suddenly thought, damn it, this bastard is indirectly calling me an animal. Shit!

Ning Yi held up a hand, "Hey, don't get angry. Just say what you want to do. Don't think that just because you've read a few books, you're a linguist. I don't have the time to chat with you."

Du Wen was so angry he almost spat blood. His fists clenched slightly, but after a moment, he slowly relaxed them.

"Let me ask you a question first. Last night, did you hit Du Ze?"

"Sure did!" Ning Yi nodded.

"You admitted it so easily." Du Wen was depressed, thinking this guy would deny it, "Where did you hit him?"

"Can't remember, I hit him all over. What? Are you going to thank me for helping to educate your brother?"

"Ning Yi, I'm here today for one reason. Whatever you did to Du Ze last night, I want you to return it to me, doubled. That's all. No one can touch the Du family," Du Wen said loudly enough for everyone in the library to hear, as if warning everyone.

"But I don't want others to think I'm bullying you, so Ning Yi, I'll give you a chance..." Du Wen waved his hand.

One of the guys behind him immediately brought up a tablet computer with a smile.

"Come, let's play a little game. I'll give you a choice," Du Wen raised his right hand, and three paper balls appeared in his palm, "I heard your English is good, and since you managed to beat my brother, your skills must be decent too. So, I have three paper balls here, one for English, one for a martial arts match, and one for math..."

"Whichever one you choose, we'll compete in that. The loser jumps out of the second-floor window..." Du Wen smiled and tossed the three paper balls into the air.

Then a faint white aura appeared, holding the three paper balls in place.

The aura wasn't very dense, but it was clear that Du Wen could control the intensity of his aura.

Ning Yi gave up on the idea of absorbing it and asked with a smile, "So, whichever one I choose, we'll compete in that?"

"Exactly," Du Wen nodded, "And the method of competition, if it's reasonable, you can propose it."

Ning Yi's brows furrowed slightly. Li Jiawei, beside him, reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, whispering, "This bastard is not only arrogant but also has good grades. His English is decent, his skills are even better, and his math has won him awards in regional competitions. Except for English, you have no chance."

Ning Yi shrugged, "Class President, do you think I have a chance to escape without competing with him?" Ning Yi glanced at the few followers behind Du Wen, all of whom were at the second or third level of Qi cultivation, and there were four of them. Clearly, they didn't intend to give him a way out.

Li Jiawei frowned and said, "Du Wen... I'll compete with you."

"Is that so?" Du Wen sneered and looked at Ning Yi...

Huh? Aura...

Suddenly, he realized the aura in his palm had vanished, and the three paper balls had fallen. A hand reached out and picked up one of them.

He looked closely and saw it was Ning Yi.

"Oh, let me see what this is," Du Wen said as Ning Yi unfolded the paper with a smile.

Everyone's attention immediately focused on his hand.

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