The Naturally Evil Uchiha Brat!

The Naturally Evil Uchiha Brat!

Who invented "good morning"? Who the hell was having a good morning? Lin Li, keep it up. If you can get up this early on a weekend at seventeen, you'll succeed at anything you do in the future!

"Captain, grant me strength!" Lin Li spun his hands like helicopter blades and finally got out of bed.

No helicopter parking here, student.

After realizing there was no suitable helipad at home—and confirming it was only 4:40—Lin Li lay back down. Same old rule: another five minutes of sleep.

He once again headed out at the very last possible moment.

They said it took twenty-one days to form a habit, but could he really keep this up for seven days?

Perhaps thanks to Xiao Jing's massage yesterday, the lactic acid buildup was much better than Lin Li had expected.

Xiao Jing, thank you. It's been so long since I last saw you. I wonder how you've been doing.

I wonder if you, in the detention center, miss me too.

Cherry blossoms fell at five centimeters per second, but the distance between our hearts could no longer close by even a single centimeter.

R.I.P.

Weekend mornings might still have been important to Lin Li, but to the old men and women, they made almost no difference.

So there were about as many people in the community park today as there had been yesterday.

Lin Li jogged toward his usual spot. Sure enough, the old man he had met yesterday—who looked healthy but was actually frail, and had tried to scam him—was here again, wearing the same exercise outfit as yesterday.

Lin Li was not a petty person. Bai Bufan had stolen snacks at noon on the third of last month without sharing any with him, and Lin Li had already forgotten about it this month. So even though the old man had tried to scam him, Lin Li still politely greeted him.

"Good morning, Grandpa Zhou."

Hearing the greeting, Zhou Youwei turned around. When he saw Lin Li, his once-steady breathing became strained again.

Who was this kid planning to scam today? He was utterly outrageous! The thought that a junior he had once placed such high hopes on had turned out this way filled Zhou Youwei with anger. He snorted coldly. "Grandpa? Who's your grandpa? From now on, you should be calling me Grandpa instead!"

"Huh?" Lin Li scratched his head, hesitated, and fell silent for a moment. But in the end, he nodded. "Isn't this Xiao Zhou? Good morning. You're out exercising this early? Not bad, not bad."

Lin Li was, after all, a well-educated young man of the new era. He faithfully watched every Youth University Study lesson in split-screen mode and never stole anyone else's screenshots. Therefore, he understood one thing very clearly: respect the elderly and care for the young.

So although he had no idea why Grandpa Zhou had made such a request, there was nothing wrong with fulfilling an old man's wish.

It was just a casual change of address.

Respect first, understand later.

Maybe Grandpa Zhou had discovered that he looked very much like his grandfather when he was young.

Wait, how had Grandpa Zhou seen what his grandfather looked like at seventeen? Photos? But in his great-grandfather's generation, anyone who could take photos as a child had to be either rich or noble, right? Grandpa Zhou's background was not simple.

While Lin Li was still brainstorming wildly in his head, Zhou Youwei stared blankly at him. He even tapped his own ear, wondering if he had gotten too old and his hearing was failing.

No, what the hell was wrong with this kid? I told you to be my grandpa, and you actually became my grandpa?

And why was he calling him Xiao Zhou so smoothly? Couldn't he tell it was said in anger? "You, you, you, you—" Zhou Youwei pointed at him, his breathing growing strained once more as he began his own version of the roll call: twelve volumes of military orders, and every single one bore your name.

"Xiao Zhou, what's going on with your body? Sit down first. Why are you out of breath again?" Lin Li hurried over and helped the junior he had just acknowledged to a nearby stone bench, then opened his water bottle and handed it to him.

First time unfamiliar, second time smooth. Lin Li handled it expertly this time.

Then, with the tone and posture of someone disappointed in a younger generation, Lin Li said, "Xiao Zhou, it's not that I want to criticize you, but what is wrong with your family? With your physical condition, how could they feel at ease letting you come out to exercise alone every morning? I need to have a serious talk with them. Honestly."

"Call me Grandpa!" Zhou Youwei struggled for quite a while before finally getting those four words out.

"Okay, Grandpa Zhou. To be honest, it was a little awkward for me too. If other people heard it, they might think we had some kind of unspeakable relationship." Lin Li sighed in relief.

Did you look even slightly awkward? Weren't you calling me Xiao Zhou smoothly enough? This kid was going to shorten his lifespan.

Zhou Youwei felt that he could originally have lived to a hundred, but now he would only live to one hundred and one—after being put in a coffin, he still would not be able to rest in peace and would have to keep kicking around for another year.

"An unspeakable relationship? Our relationship is scammer and victim!" Zhou Youwei patted the water bottle in his hand. This kid was still young. There was still hope. As long as he was properly taught, he could return to the right path.

He could not just stand by and watch this child keep going down this road.

Lin Li froze for a moment and looked at the serious Zhou Youwei. Why had the old man brought that up directly?

But after thinking about it, Lin Li let it go and waved with a bright smile. "It's fine, Grandpa Zhou. I don't mind. I forgive you."

Knowing your mistakes and correcting them still made you a good grandpa.

To emphasize once again, Lin Li was broad-minded. The incident where Bai Bufan, that animal, had played support during their third ranked game on the Saturday afternoon before last month and then used Flash to steal Lin Li's first blood—he had not taken it to heart at all.

"So let's just put this matter behind us." It was perfectly understandable why Lin Li said that.

Looking at Lin Li, who was smiling so brightly and innocently as he said all that, Zhou Youwei once again felt the disparity in the world—and the fragility of an elderly person's body.

You forgave me? You actually forgave me? Who said this kid could still be saved? Who said he could return to the right path? Shut up! This kid was completely beyond saving!

This child was a naturally evil Uchiha brat!

After the violent emotional turmoil came hollow calm. Feeling utterly drained, Zhou Youwei shook his head in disappointment, gave up on teaching him, and asked, "So, brat... young man, what are you here for this morning?"

"To exercise." Lin Li answered.

"Exercise, huh. Exercise! Kid, I'll be watching you!" Zhou Youwei sneered, then spoke seriously.

Still trying to find someone to scam? I absolutely will not allow it!

If he had not reacted quickly yesterday, he would have fallen for it. But the elderly people around him were kind-hearted and not as nimble as he was. He absolutely could not allow his neighbors and friends to fall into such a predicament! The moment Lin Li made any suspicious move, Zhou Youwei would pull out his phone! He would strike in the manner of Dragonfly Captain, recording and judging all evil! "Don't worry. Even without your supervision, I'll take this seriously." Lin Li waved his hand. He could understand Zhou Youwei's goodwill toward a fellow martial artist, but there was no need. The system was watching him from every angle.

Still, seeing that Zhou Youwei seemed rather insistent, Lin Li did not care.

As for whether his martial arts would be secretly learned, honestly, Lin Li did not think there was any need to be so paranoid. First of all, not to mention how exhausting it would be to live like that.

Second, some details were difficult to notice with the naked eye without annotations from the cultivation method. And once he entered the second stage, he would need spiritual energy as assistance. Who besides him had those conditions?

Damn it, thinking about that made him angry. He did not even have those conditions right now.

Could the Demon Suppression Division move a little faster?

Standing in his usual spot, Lin Li set down his water bottle, took a deep breath, and immersed himself in practicing the Body Tempering Eight Section Exercise.

More than an hour passed in a blur.

For seven consecutive days, rise before the Mao Hour and diligently practice the Body Tempering Eight Section Exercise. Before the Chen Hour, accumulate at least half a shichen. (1/7)

Lin Li had once again achieved racial devolution—he was tired as a dog.

But the feeling from last night now manifested even more clearly in his body. Though he was even more exhausted than yesterday, every part of him seemed to be cheering, giving him an extremely complex feeling.

His body was in pain, but his spirit was delighted.

He had felt nothing like this when seriously practicing Eight Section Brocade yesterday.

At this rate, he would definitely grow stronger.

But hopefully he would not go bald.

"Grandpa Zhou, I'm going home to get some more sleep. Goodbye." Dragging his exhausted body along, Lin Li picked up his water bottle and smiled at Zhou Youwei, who was still watching him from not far away.

Without waiting for the other man to respond, he left directly. He was just too tired. All he wanted now was to take a shower and lie back down in bed.

Watching Lin Li's departing back, Zhou Youwei smiled with satisfaction.

With him keeping watch, the kid indeed had no chance to scam anyone.

Sacrifice the individual for the collective.

Today had been another successful morning defending the community from the Uchiha scammer brat.

—Community Elderly Guard Captain, Silent Guardian, Zhou Youwei.