Your Bed? My Bed.

A few days later, Eastsea Academy.

As the most reputable neutral academy in all of Eastsea City, Eastsea Academy covered a vast area.

It included not only the Intermediate Department but also the Advanced Department.

Every year, the academy enrolled top-ranked students from Eastsea City and its surrounding affiliated towns.

Those who obtained a letter of recommendation issued by Eastsea Academy or from their original elementary academy could join the institution.

Tang Wulin had ranked near the bottom in soul power even within his elementary academy; the reason he could come to Eastsea Academy was partly due to his forging skills earning him a letter of recommendation from his original school.

Entering the campus, Chen Ye was assigned to Class One. He followed one of his older cousins to the academic affairs office to collect his uniform and dormitory key.

As the youngest young master of the Chen Family, possessing a top-tier martial soul, being placed in Class One was almost inevitable.

So he directly transferred Wu Changkong to Class One as well, having him come over to teach Class One.

Arriving at Bedroom 205, Chen Ye pushed open the door.

The moment he pushed it open, a backpack came flying straight toward him.

Watching the backpack hurtling directly at him, Chen Ye reached out, his pale palm catching it.

He casually tossed it aside, the backpack thudding to the ground, and a furious shout rang out.

"What do you think you're doing? Why are you throwing my backpack!"

The speaker was a golden-haired youth, his gaze fixed on Chen Ye, his eyes filled with annoyance.

Besides the golden-haired youth, there was also a handsome young man present.

The two seemed to be in a standoff; when Chen Ye opened the door, the golden-haired youth had just been hurling the backpack at the handsome young man.

Looking at the handsome youth before him, Chen Ye froze for a moment—the other's features were very striking.

And someone with that kind of appearance, who could also stir a faint sense of bloodline familiarity within him...

"So this is Tang Wulin? Tang Wulin at this stage is unexpectedly cute."

"But it's a pity that as the original Child of Destiny, if I want to change the fate of the Female Characters, I have to make him change first."

Chen Ye let out a soft sigh. As he looked at the golden-haired youth, the displeasure in his eyes spilled out directly.

Since this person was Tang Wulin, the golden-haired youth was naturally Xie Xie without needing to think.

Seeing the other's arrogant and domineering attitude, Chen Ye had no intention of wasting words with him.

He took a step forward, and before Xie Xie could react at all, he grabbed the other's arm and executed a shoulder throw.

The youth was slammed hard onto the ground, a pained expression twisting his still somewhat handsome face.

At the same time, Chen Ye tilted his head slightly and noticed another youth collapsed to the side, already unconscious.

Looking at the other's state, Chen Ye rubbed his chin. If he remembered correctly, the other's name seemed to be Zhou Changxi.

"Tsk, campus bullying isn't right—we need to care about our classmates!"

"This classmate, consider this a small lesson. If you dare throw a bag at my face again, don't blame me for teaching you a proper lesson."

Chen Ye spoke casually, his gaze sweeping the room. It was a four-person bunk bed setup.

One lower bunk was already piled with things, while the other lower bunk should have been Xie Xie's.

He glanced at that lower bunk, naturally tossed Xie Xie's belongings aside, and spread his own bedding there.

After about ten seconds or so, Xie Xie staggered to his feet, anger burning in his eyes as a golden dagger appeared in his hand.

"You're asking for death! Do you really think this Young Master can't take you?"

Xie Xie, enduring the pain, charged straight at Chen Ye without any hesitation.

But the moment he got close, the youth casually extended his left hand, his pale fingers flicking him on the forehead.

Then Xie Xie was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.

Looking at the neatly made bed and Tang Wulin standing there in a daze, Chen Ye smiled. "Come on, let's go grab a meal together. I just got to school—let's check out what the cafeteria's food is like."

A smile lingered on Chen Ye's face. Meanwhile, Zhou Changxi had just woken up.

He only remembered ordering the new roommate to do chores and clean up, and the other had obediently complied.

He had originally thought the other would be easy to push around, but just as he pulled out a worn-out blanket...

The other had angrily punched him, and then he had lost consciousness.

Waking up again, Zhou Changxi rubbed his head and froze when he saw a youth exuding an air of nobility sitting on his bed.

"That's my bed! Who allowed you to choose this spot?!"

Zhou Changxi almost instinctively shouted, only to see the youth, who had been smiling, tilt his head slightly, his icy eyes locking onto him.

"Classmate, if I remember correctly, this is my lower bunk."

"This is my lower bunk—when did it become your bed?"

Sensing the youth's cold gaze, Zhou Changxi shivered, but upon hearing the other's polite words, he still stubbornly stood up.

"This spot was mine first, so of course it's my seat. I said it's mine, so it's mine. Move to the top bunk now, and I won't hold it against you."

Zhou Changxi glanced at Tang Wulin as he spoke. Having just been beaten by the other, he let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Tang Wulin wasn't making a move.

But hearing Zhou Changxi's words, the smile on Chen Ye's face slowly faded. "Classmate, you might not know this, but I hate campus bullying the most. And are you bullying me right now?"

Chen Ye stood up as he spoke, and before Zhou Changxi could react at all, he lifted his left foot and then kicked out fiercely.

His foot slammed into Zhou Changxi's stomach, sending him flying into the wall. The already damaged wall gained another human-shaped dent.

Watching Zhou Changxi collapse to the ground, Tang Wulin beside him was also stunned.

His mouth opened, but he didn't know what to say.

Chen Ye, however, didn't mind. He familiarly patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder. "Come on, let's go eat together. The cafeteria for new students should have some good stuff."

"I... I... I only have a thousand Federation Currency, I don't know if that's enough... And the room is damaged, I'll have to pay for it..."

Tang Wulin's voice was low. Having regained his senses, he was starting to panic.

This was his first time in Eastsea City, and also his first time at the East Sea Academy.

The senior brothers and senior sisters here were warm to him, but looking at his clothes, their eyes couldn't help but carry a hint of disdain.

Now that he was thinking clearly again, looking at the destroyed wall, he understood he would have to pay for it.

Thinking of his remaining thousand Federation Currency, Tang Wulin subtly clenched his sleeve.

"I damaged this wall too. I'll pay for it. How about this—if you don't have money, you can work for me?"

"I happen to need a little brother. How about you be my little brother? I'll give you three thousand Federation Currency a month."