Chapter 10

Although he knew that many students might cause him trouble today, he still had to go to class.

After all, knowledge is power.

If he wanted to become stronger, he had to go to class with his phone in hand.

The master and servant walked towards the teaching building as if they were warriors heading to the battlefield.

At the same time.

On the second-floor corridor of the third-year administrative building.

A beautiful girl with a black ponytail stood by the railing, looking down.

The loose blue robe of a swordsman could hardly conceal her fiery and slender figure.

Her graceful figure leaning on the railing.

She looked like a fairy who had fallen to the mortal world.

"Hehe, Mu Xuejie, I heard that the administration has accepted your application to skip to the third year?"

A gentle voice came from behind.

Guan Feidu, wearing the third-year school uniform, walked out of the nearby office and smiled at the female swordsman. This girl from a common family was truly the most beautiful scenery in the academy, making one feel refreshed just by looking at her.

Mu Xinyue turned her head and smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, thanks to Senior Guan's help."

Guan Feidu was fifteen years old, 1.8 meters tall, slender and upright, with a fair complexion, giving off a refined and elegant aura. With his remarkable talent, he was one of the heartthrobs of many female students.

He shook his head and laughed, "Hehe, I can't take all the credit. It was Director Pan of the third-year department who overcame objections and accepted your application. As long as you win the first place in the mid-year competition for the second year, your application to skip a grade should be fully approved."

Mu Xinyue said, "I heard that Senior Guan said a lot of good things about me to Director Pan. Thank you, Senior."

The woman with a flower-like smile had a look of gratitude on her flawless face.

Guan Feidu was captivated by her beauty, his heart swayed, and he was slightly dazed.

No wonder she was the most beautiful flower in the Provincial Third Academy.

I heard that she once had a complicated relationship with the notorious scoundrel Lin Beichen, but fortunately, they finally broke up, which was a timely return to the right path.

"By the way, what were you looking at just now, Mu Xuejie?"

Guan Feidu subtly changed the topic to get closer.

Mu Xinyue pointed down and said, "Someone seems to be in trouble."

Guan Feidu looked in the direction she pointed.

It was the entrance of the second-year, class nine teaching building.

More than ten students were blocking another student, and it seemed they were about to have a conflict and start fighting.

"It looks like they're about to fight. It's a bit excessive for a dozen people to bully one person... Hmm?"

Guan Feidu frowned, about to go and stop them, but suddenly exclaimed.

Looking closely, he recognized the unlucky person as the notorious wastrel Lin Beichen.

He immediately understood what was happening.

With the fall of the War Heaven Marquis Mansion, it was no surprise that a bunch of people were eager to cause trouble for Lin Beichen today.

"Mu Xuejie, I heard that you wanted to protect this wastrel yesterday."

Guan Feidu abandoned the idea of mediating and leaned on the railing, seemingly casually mentioning it.

Mu Xinyue sighed, "Yes, after all, he once helped me. I can't forget a favor. Helping him yesterday was a way to repay him."

Guan Feidu praised, "Mu Xuejie, your sense of justice is admirable. But now Lin Beichen seems to be in trouble again. You..."

Mu Xinyue shook her head slightly and said calmly, "I can't get involved in this anymore. After all, Lin Beichen has done many evil deeds, and he should suffer a bit to atone for his past actions. Maybe only then can he grow."

She turned her face and looked down.

A faint mocking smile appeared on her incomparably beautiful face.

The slight dimples at the corners of her mouth showed her current happiness.

Last night, she had approached two people.

Double insurance.

No matter which outcome became reality, she would be satisfied.

Feng Lun, that sycophant, did not disappoint her.

He brought people to block Lin Beichen early in the morning.

Very good.

Feng Lun.

Show your true value as a sycophant.

Mu Xinyue smiled even more happily.

...

...

At the entrance of the second-year, class nine teaching building.

"Lin Beichen, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Draw your sword and fight me fairly."

Feng Lun from second-year, class six, insisted.

Lin Beichen was blocked less than ten meters from the teaching building.

Very awkward.

Before coming to the teaching building, he had been as cautious as possible, but who knew he would still be intercepted at the entrance.

"Ah."

He sighed, "When will the cycle of revenge end? Besides, Feng Lun, if I remember correctly, I never bullied or teased you. Instead, you always considered yourself my friend and acted recklessly. Your reputation isn't much better than mine. Even if you want to take revenge, it's not your turn."

"Hehe, all the wrong things I did in the past were because of you, this scoundrel... Lin Beichen, are you afraid? Hehe, talking nonsense won't help. How about this: if you're afraid, just crawl under my legs, and I'll let you off today."

Feng Lun's lips curled into a disdainful smile, and he spread his legs, pointing to his crotch.

He had indeed been flattering Lin Beichen and considering himself Lin Beichen's subordinate in the past.

Now that the War Heaven Marquis Mansion had fallen, he had to distance himself from Lin Beichen as soon as possible.

Moreover, he had promised his goddess that he would definitely get rid of Lin Beichen.

His plan was simple.

Provoke Lin Beichen to make him go crazy.

Then, in the fight, pretend to make a mistake and kill him.

Even if he was expelled from the academy, it would be worth it as long as he could win the favor of his goddess.

The humiliation of crawling under his legs.

Lin Beichen, the wastrel, would definitely not stand for it.

So, what are you waiting for?

Lin Beichen, you scoundrel, come on.

Get angry and draw your sword, charge at me, and then be killed by my 'mistake.' Everything will be over.

"I have a good suggestion."

Lin Beichen sighed again and said seriously, "To be honest, neither of us was a good person in the past. How about we put aside our grudges, laugh and forget the past, and start anew together..."

"Shut up. You're the one who's a bird... Are you going to crawl or not?"

Feng Lun became impatient.

Lin Beichen saw that pretending to be crazy and foolish was useless.

Being too nice just invites bullying.

"I'll crawl your mother."

He flipped out and started cursing.

"Feng Lun, you're really asking for it. Since you're so aggressive, I have to reveal my cards... Do you really think I, Lin Beichen, can be bullied at will? Hehe, I'll tell you, I have a loyal guard with me, chosen by my father. He's a Grandmaster-level expert. I didn't plan to reveal him, but now..."

He waved his hand and said dramatically, "Wang Zhong, come and teach this little punk a lesson..."

No response.

Lin Beichen was stunned.

"Wang Zhong? Hmm? Where is that dog... Where is he?"

He turned his head.

The old butler Wang Zhong, who had been following him, was nowhere to be seen.

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