Xiao Wu: I Want to Fight Both of You!

Blade remained silent for a long while,

The System's voice echoed in his ears, leaving him both surprised and confused.

He had originally planned to give up on this Series Mission, yet Xiao Wu's appearance had unexpectedly completed part of it. Moreover, the Portrayal Progress granted by the system was far greater than he had anticipated.

His scarlet eyes narrowed slightly. The impulse to teach Tang San a lesson with his fists alone subsided somewhat because of the System's voice.

Blade began to ponder. Once he had calmed down, his thoughts became much clearer.

After thinking it over, he realized that this mission did not seem to require much effort from him.

Thinking back to Xiao Wu's reaction when she first saw him, everything seemed to have an answer.

There were two reasons for this.

First, this was Dating Continent. The reason was well known: love often happened for no apparent reason, making it impossible to fathom.

Then there was Brother Blade. In Star Rail, he had neither plot relevance nor strength. He relied entirely on his face—his looks were ridiculously handsome, handsome enough to go viral!

With that face, on a continent centered around romance, his appearance could practically be called a dimensionality-reducing strike, enough to make countless young girls fall for him!

So, Blade now understood this Series Mission. He did not need to do anything special at all. He only needed to stand there to effortlessly draw the attention of beautiful girls, even silently stealing the protagonist's halo and fortune.

He gave up on the idea of going up and beating Tang San himself. After all, his goal was to repay the "price," and the most effective, most heart-piercing method was what he should choose. As long as he could achieve his goal, why did he need to do it himself?

Thus, amid Xiao Wu's repeated glances back and incessant, suggestive looks telling him to watch her elegant moves carefully, Blade chose to stand quietly to one side.

With his arms crossed over his chest, not a trace of expression showed on his face. Like an indifferent statue, he silently watched the "plot" about to unfold.

Inside Dormitory Seven,

A sharp killing intent flashed through Tang San's eyes. Dissatisfaction and rage churned in his chest like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

The moment he entered the dormitory, he had nearly been struck by a punch coming straight at him. For someone who had once been an assassin, this was an enormous insult and provocation. A furious rage surged in his heart, nearly impossible to suppress.

If this were not the academy, and if he had not already caused trouble just now, he would have made this fool who knew neither heaven nor earth spray blood five feet high on the spot.

Tang San forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest. His eyes, sharp as blades, fixed themselves on the boy named Wang Sheng lying on the ground.

This guy had truly embarked upon the Path to Death!!

"Who are you?! How dare you attack me?!" Tang San's voice was low and oppressive, every word seeming to be squeezed out through clenched teeth, revealing his fury.

At that moment, Wang Sheng's face had already been beaten black and blue. Clutching his aching stomach, he struggled over to Tang San with the support of the other roommates.

The beating had left him dazed, and his mind was still unclear, but he persisted nonetheless. Lowering his head unwillingly, he said, "M-My name is Wang Sheng. I'm the boss of this dormitory!"

"Cough, cough. According to the rules, since you defeated me, you're the new boss of this dormitory!" Though Wang Sheng's voice was weak, he still upheld the dormitory's tradition.

"Boss!" As soon as Wang Sheng finished speaking, the other children immediately lined up straight on both sides like well-trained soldiers, bowed ninety degrees, and shouted in unison, "Boss!"

Seeing this, Tang San snorted inwardly, though much of his anger had faded.

If he wasn't going to be the boss, then who would? Seeing the fearful yet submissive looks cast his way by the children from the other dormitories after his fight with Wang Sheng, Tang San found it quite satisfying.

However, he also knew that, as the protagonist, he needed to keep a low profile.

Thus, the corners of Tang San's lips lifted. He showed an unconcerned smile, gently shook his head, and said, "Boss? I came here to study, not to be the boss."

Tang San then walked over to Wang Sheng. Seemingly still holding a grudge, he gave the kid who had dared to ambush him a heavy pat on the shoulder and did not forget to mock him in his ear. "You should practice more if you're so bad."

After saying that, Tang San perhaps recalled Blade's tone, which always made him seem especially pretentious whenever he spoke. So he imitated him and said with convincing flair:

"Hehe."

A trace of amusement flashed through his eyes, as though he were imitating Blade's tone, yet also mocking his own imitation.

That gesture and tone gave the people around him an inexplicable chill. Looking at Tang San, a hint of awe rose in their hearts.

Tang San understood that he had to keep a low profile at Nuoding Academy. At the same time, he knew that he had to display his strength and wisdom at the right moments in order to establish himself in this world.

And he, Tang San, was the one who would rise while keeping a low profile.

Hearing this, Wang Sheng was both shocked and terrified. His eyes filled with reverence as he hurriedly nodded. "B-Boss is right!"

However, just as Tang San was enjoying the feeling of putting these little brats in their place and regaining his sense of superiority,

A crisp, sweet voice came from behind him outside the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"The two who were fighting just now, come out here!" The voice was like heavenly music. To Tang San, it sounded both lovely and pleasant.

His heart trembled, and he immediately came back to his senses, looking toward the source of the voice.

A beautiful young girl stood at the dormitory entrance. Her eyes shone like stars, and a confident, captivating smile hung on her lips. Her figure was like a spring breeze, light and graceful, instantly making anyone who saw her feel drawn to her.

Tang San secretly marveled. This girl's beauty and temperament both struck him as unexpectedly stunning. More importantly, she gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity!

It was the same kind of familiarity as how the Tang family was naturally sensitive to Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts!

Faced with such a beauty, he could not help but smile faintly as he secretly considered how to deal with this sudden challenge.

"I want to fight both of you and become the boss!"

Very soon, Xiao Wu's voice carried an unquestionable dominance. Her gaze swept back and forth between Tang San and Wang Sheng, as though assessing their strength.