Conflict

"Hey, newbie. You're Tang Wu Lin, right? Go clean the dorm."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Having just arrived himself, Tang Wu Lin did not quite understand the situation. He nodded and carried the mop bucket to the restroom to fetch water. He was simply too honest.

Hm? You mean Wu Yang Jin? He had gone to the Dean's Office because an unknown Snow Enchantress Martial Soul had been discovered in him, and his Soul Power had actually reached Level 23.

As for this matter, Liu Yu Xin had sent Wu Yang Jin a message even earlier than the Dean's Office.

"Junior, the Dean's Office will definitely see your information."

"Ah, right! Then there's nothing we can do."

"But wouldn't it be great for you to study in the Advanced Class, Junior?"

"That's true, but Senior, I don't think it really matters which class I study in. I just don't want too much attention on me, so I don't want to go to Class One."

That was the exchange of messages between the two.

Back at the dorm...

"Hey, Wan Yunchao, isn't this a bit too much?" one boy said.

"Tch! I'm telling you, Yun Xiao, stay out of this! Isn't he just a coward? He doesn't even know how to fight back, and he calls himself a Soul Master? Just looking at him annoys me! Tsk! Oh, let me see what he brought with him."

After seeing Tang Wu Lin's luggage, he immediately reached out and pulled it open. Zhou Changxi gave it a hard shake, and several changes of clothes, some daily necessities, a blanket, and a talisman personally made by Tang Wu Lin's mother fell out and scattered across the floor.

"Pfft, hahahaha! He really is a country bumpkin! Bringing all this junk with him! Could this guy be a beggar or some poor kid from the countryside? Hahahaha!"

"Bastard, you... what are you doing?"

At that moment, Tang Wu Lin was filling the bucket in the restroom. Since it was not far away and the dorm door was open, he heard the commotion.

Sensing that something was wrong, he turned off the faucet and hurried back without even taking the mop bucket or mop with him. Then he saw the scene before him.

"What? What are you getting worked up for? I was just checking what this little country bumpkin brought with him. That's the duty of the boss, understand? What, you have a problem with that?"

"Who do you think you are, calling yourself the boss? Of course I have a problem! Pick them... up!"

Tang Wu Lin glared coldly at Zhou Changxi, clenched his fists, and spoke angrily.

"Oh, little country bumpkin, talking like that—are you trying to rebel? Hahaha! You? Hm? This is your friend's bag, right?"

"Try touching it!" Tang Wu Lin said.

"Oh, oh, oh, why wouldn't I dare touch it? Hahaha, wasn't he the one who ran away when he saw me? He still hasn't come back. What, was he scared of me? Then, as the boss, I need to inspect this too!"

As he spoke, he picked up Wu Yang Jin's luggage, a large bag, and pulled it open.

"Hm? It's cleaner than yours. Hm? This is..."

As he spoke, he saw a photograph on the floor. There were two people in it: one was Wu Yang Jin, and the other was a girl.

"Oh, this girl... Puaaah!"

That was right. Tang Wu Lin beat Zhou Changxi several times and sent him flying out through the doorway, straight into the wall.

Yun Xiao, who had been on his bed from the start, had already sensed that something was wrong. The temperature in the room seemed to be dropping, and Tang Wu Lin's presence had clearly become terrifying. Even his eyes were frightening.

What kind of great genius is Zhou Changxi? This is just... sigh. Yun Xiao thought.

Zhou Changxi was not an idiot. He had prepared himself from the beginning, but the girl in the photograph distracted him, and he did not react in time.

But in the end, even when he did react, he understood as he was sent flying that even if he had blocked it, he would still have been knocked away.

Later, when Wu Yang Jin returned, Zhou Changxi was stuck against the wall.

Oh-ho, looks like another one asking for a beating, Wu Yang Jin thought.

He did not really understand what had happened, but he still stepped forward to check whether the other guy had been beaten too badly. Otherwise, there would be trouble. Though he had already guessed that this person must have provoked Tang Wu Lin.

"Um, I mean..."

"Hm? Get lost! Tch, one after another, you country bumpkins ambushed me. I was just careless!"

As he spoke, Zhou Changxi coughed a few times and walked into the dorm, still unable to swallow his anger.

"Yang Jin, you're back."

"Yeah. Did... did this guy provoke you?" Wu Yang Jin asked quietly.

"Yes. He actually touched our things without permission and insulted us!"

"Sigh, this kind of person... Wait, you said he touched our things?"

As he spoke, he looked toward where the man had gone. Just then, Zhou Changxi stepped on the photograph, nearly slipped, and picked it up to look at it.

"Hm? I remember now, it was this photograph just now! I didn't expect a country bumpkin like you to have such a pretty younger sister?" Zhou Changxi suddenly asked in a different tone, then rubbed the photograph clean.

After all, he had his own plans. He could not make a losing deal. With this in hand, the other party probably would not dare act rashly.

Then he could... demand some money and make them take one punch from him.

"Give it back..." Wu Yang Jin suddenly spoke in a different tone.

Everything happened quickly and suddenly. One second, Wu Yang Jin had been about to make a sarcastic remark. The next, he remembered the photograph, saw Zhou Changxi's disgusting expression, and noticed that he had stepped on it. His voice became low.

It's over. BBQ for Zhou Changxi, Yun Xiao thought.

"Oh? Your little friend beat me up, and you think this is just over? Dream on!" Zhou Changxi said.

"You talk too much. Bring it over. Don't make me..."

"Oh, acting so cocky? The photograph is with me, and you still want to take it away? No compensation? You beat someone and think you can just leave..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, Wu Yang Jin had no intention of wasting any more words. He shot forward and struck Zhou Changxi.

"Ha, that's it? Didn't I block it?"

This time, Zhou Changxi had thoroughly prepared himself. Afraid that the other party would be like Tang Wu Lin, he hurriedly activated his Martial Soul. But he thought he had blocked the attack because he was stronger than Wu Yang Jin. In reality...

"Is that so? Feel it properly..." Wu Yang Jin smiled.

"Still talking tough. You think... wait, what is this?!"

Zhou Changxi suddenly tried to move his body, only to find that he could no longer move. It was as though ice were slowly spreading over his legs, though he had not felt it at first.

By the time he came to his senses, the other party had already taken the photograph while he was distracted. The fist he had used to block the strike had also frozen over, with a slight sense of frostbite.

"Wait, you, don't... Puaaah!"

"Get lost..."

With a bang, Zhou Changxi was sent flying by an Ora punch before he could even react. During that punch, Wu Yang Jin had tried his best to control his strength.

"Eek!"

At that moment, Yun Xiao noticed the other party looking at him, and a chill ran through his entire body.

"Forget it... Wulin, next time, as long as you can make sure they don't die, beat them to death." Wu Yang Jin said calmly.

"Huh? That feels a little contradictory, but this person really is awful," Tang Wu Lin said.

The two chatted as they packed up their things, but then they wondered whether they would have to pay compensation. What if the school tried to extort them?

"Hey, um..."

"Hm? You want to die again!"

As he spoke, Wu Yang Jin was about to hit Zhou Changxi again, though he was only trying to scare him.

Still, it was strange. Zhou Changxi should not have been completely fine, yet it felt far too strange for him to have come back just like that.