We Are Different, Dai Huabin Is Furious

Huo Yuhao's eyes went wide after hearing the story.

He hadn't expected that such a gentle and refined senior would be so ruthless while executing missions, showing not a shred of compassion.

This... this was simply amazing!

If he could be as ruthless as Senior Qian Chaoyun, his Mother wouldn't have frozen to death at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, and she wouldn't have been bullied by the Duchess.

Only by being hard-hearted can one stand firm.

Beside him, Tang Ya hurriedly cautioned, "Little Yuhao, don't you go learning from him. Qian Chaoyun has the title of 'Evil Spirit Master Slaughter Machine' in the Inner Court. Our Inner Court seniors all say that he is so righteous it borders on madness. When executing missions, if anyone dares to stop him from killing an Evil Spirit Master, he'll even turn his blade on his own companions."

"The only ones who can stop him are the Senior Disciple Sister of the Inner Court and himself. Anyone else who tries is just asking for death; that guy really will draw his sword and cut people down."

Huo Yuhao nodded obediently and said, "Teacher Xiaoya, I understand."

Beibei was also a bit worried and advised, "Actually, this is a good thing in a way. You should learn a little from it, Yuhao. If someone bullies you, you bully them back. That's the only way to let others know you aren't someone to be trifled with."

"Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother. Thank you, Teacher Xiaoya. I understand." Huo Yuhao clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination.

Afterward, Beibei and Tang Ya took him to the dormitory, explained everything he needed to know, and then left.

Huo Yuhao lay on his bed, looking up at the sky.

After hearing Qian Chaoyun's story, his heart was faintly stirred, and he felt a sense of longing.

It wasn't until Wang Dong came to provoke him that Huo Yuhao remembered the senior's story and gave Wang Dong a sound thrashing.

In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed since the start of the new semester.

The students of the entire Outer Court began their academic lives, and Qian Chaoyun had also spent a few days in Freshman Class 5.

He found it very boring, as it was all useless theoretical knowledge.

Qian Chaoyun felt that the Outer Court courses were of no use, yet he didn't miss a single class, continuing to follow his normal daily routine.

This day, Qian Chaoyun arrived at the classroom for lessons as usual. He cast a casual glance at Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu in the corner, then buried his head and went to sleep.

"Huabin, this guy is so mysterious. Not only does he ignore us, but even the instructor has to speak to him in a humble, low voice."

Zhu Lu felt very displeased at being looked down upon by a stranger.

She immediately started complaining to Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin let out a cold, disdainful snort and said indifferently, "I've heard from my Elder Brother that a second-generation heir from a major family has come to our Outer Court. It must be him. He's all mysterious and loves to put on airs, and he doesn't like talking to others."

"But no matter how impressive he is, he doesn't have as much power as the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. In the Star Luo Empire, if I want to deal with him, I can do it whenever I please."

As he spoke, Dai Huabin didn't forget to smooth back his handsome golden hair, putting on the airs of the White Tiger Duke's second young master.

Zhu Lu immediately grew even more fond of this temperament Dai Huabin exuded.

Not long after, the homeroom teacher arrived for class. She swept a glance at Qian Chaoyun, who was buried in sleep, and said, "Today is a practical training session. Everyone is to head to the track and run eight laps with a fifty-pound load."

With that, the homeroom teacher prepared to lead the students out of the classroom.

Dai Huabin pointed at the sleeping Qian Chaoyun and said with dissatisfaction, "Teacher, why do we all have to go to class while Qian Chaoyun has never attended a single practical training session? You're playing favorites."

Zhu Lu also chimed in, "Exactly, exactly. Teacher, you're being way too biased."

The two of them had been witnessing the teacher's favoritism for several days now; whenever there was a practical training session, she never called for Qian Chaoyun.

Everyone else was exhausted like dogs, yet Qian Chaoyun didn't have to suffer at all.

This caused the level of anger in their hearts to soar.

The homeroom teacher merely glanced at Qian Chaoyun casually and said indifferently, "Dai Huabin, if you are dissatisfied, you can report me to the academy. But considering your contempt for your teacher, add eight more laps today. If you can't finish them, then get lost."

"I don't accept this!"

Dai Huabin was even more furious and continued to retort, "From the first day of school, you haven't let him attend practical training. Is this special treatment or what? Are we just commoners, while he gets to enjoy special privileges?"

"Objection overruled. Get downstairs and run immediately!" The homeroom teacher was provoked and suppressed the urge to hit someone, thinking to herself that the two of them weren't even on the same level.

Qian Chaoyun had come down from the Inner Court and was a Rank 5 Soul King.

A genius of this caliber didn't need training at all; training to him was nothing more than child's play.

Hearing this.

Dai Huabin held in a belly full of fire, turned around, and headed downstairs, not daring to continue clashing with the teacher.

No matter how much resentment he felt, he had to report it, not argue with the teacher here.

He planned to report the homeroom teacher after finishing his run and then transfer to Freshman Class 1.

He had heard that the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class 1 could produce excellent students, and Dai Huabin yearned for that.

After everyone had left, Qian Chaoyun finally opened his eyes. He looked at the situation outside and said, "It's not time to eat yet?"

Only then did he notice the homeroom teacher sitting in the classroom, fuming and muttering curses: "That little brat Dai Huabin is going to be the death of me."

Qian Chaoyun walked up and asked, "Teacher, what's wrong..."

The homeroom teacher turned to look at Qian Chaoyun and cursed, "That little bastard Dai Huabin actually dared to talk back to me, saying I was practicing favoritism..."

Soon, Qian Chaoyun understood the sequence of events and smiled. "So that's how it is. It seems the young master of the Duke's Mansion is dissatisfied with me, which is only natural. Since I haven't attended class anyway, I'll go take a look today."

The Homeroom Teacher looked up and asked, "Are you serious? Honestly, it doesn't matter whether you attend or not; the Outer Court's curriculum is of no use to you."

"Don't worry, I'll help you cure Dai Huabin of his foul attitude," Qian Chaoyun chuckled, already stepping out of the classroom.

Seeing this, the Homeroom Teacher followed closely behind.

It was a feeling of redemption, like having been wronged for an entire semester and finally encountering a model student.

On the sports field, the other freshman classes had arrived early.

Freshman Class 1 was having the hardest time. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were being trained like dogs, gasping for air with heavy, ragged breaths.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao spotted Dai Huabin, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Wang Dong asked, "Yuhao, what are you looking at?"

Huo Yuhao pointed at Dai Huabin and said, "Remember Senior Chaoyun, the one I told you about? He's also in Freshman Class 5, but I've never seen him come to class."

Wang Dong curled her lip and scoffed, "Who does he think he is? Why would he need to attend freshman classes? Only that golden-haired tiger with the dyed hair would bother showing up."

Just then, Zhou Yi glared at them and shouted, "Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, what are you doing? Get back to running! No one eats until you finish your laps."

The two were so startled they jumped to their feet and resumed running.

Before long, Qian Chaoyun arrived at the sports field. He looked at the sweating, panting Dai Huabin and remarked, "What a spoiled brat."

"You actually came!"

Dai Huabin's footsteps faltered, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He never expected the other party to show up; he assumed he must have been scolded by a teacher into coming down.

Serves him right!

However, Qian Chaoyun merely glanced at the Iron Clothes nearby before reaching out to grab Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin hurriedly said, "What are you doing? Want to fight? If you've got the guts, let's go to the Soul Dueling Zone and fight to the death."

A smile curled at the corners of Qian Chaoyun's mouth: "Who wants to duel you? You aren't worth it. But... you really should experience what it feels like to be as fast as the wind."