You Dare to Bully in School?

Chen Ye spoke casually. Tang Wulin looked at Chen Ye, and in the young man's eyes, he only saw sincerity.

"Be your little brother? I... can I?" Tang Wulin's eyes carried a hint of temptation.

He had come here to attend school with no source of money, only able to earn some through forging.

But his current forging skill wasn't enough to support himself.

"Of course you can. All you have to do is unconditionally support me and trust me."

"My little brother needs to have his heart set on me and can't do anything to betray me."

"If you're willing, I can directly transfer you to Class One."

Chen Ye looked at the young man before him, a dark glint flickering in his eyes.

Tang San had designed the Millennium Plan, and the most critical part of it was his own son.

And if Chen Ye could eliminate that so-called Old Tang from the other's mind ahead of time, he could completely tell Tang Wulin the truth.

Although Tang San had been forced to abandon him in the Douluo World, in the end, he had still cast him aside, making him suffer so much over the years.

And not only that, the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within his body had nearly killed him countless times.

"How could Tang Wulin not hate Tang San? It's just that Old Tang's care for him and the rescue of his foster parents dissolved most of that hatred."

"What if I eliminate Old Tang ahead of time? Let Tang Wulin know the truth and become completely hostile to Tang San. Wouldn't that be more interesting?"

Chen Ye's eyes flickered. This way, he could not only break the Millennium Plan but also turn Tang Wulin into his own ally.

The things Tang Wulin did later on made him feel a bit disgusted, but he recognized the other's character.

The Most Righteous Male Lead of the Douluo Continent—that wasn't a joke.

Chen Ye looked at Tang Wulin, a rare hint of encouragement showing on his face.

Tang Wulin bit his lip, then nodded seriously: "Big Big Brother... I'm willing to be your little brother."

"Good, follow me. I'll take you to eat first. Eat as much as you want. From now on, Big Brother has your back."

As Chen Ye spoke, he patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder, then pointed at his own bed: "Later, tidy up Big Brother's bed for me, got it? That's your task."

"Okay..." Tang Wulin rubbed his head. Before he could say anything else, Chen Ye casually handed him a stack of cash.

"There's about a hundred thousand here? That's your little brother fee for the year."

"Thank you... thank you, Big Brother." Tang Wulin took the money, his voice a bit incoherent.

But Chen Ye didn't say anything else and prepared to head out with him.

The two had just reached the door when they ran into Long Hengxu at the entrance.

This disciplinary director looked at the shattered wall and the hole in it, his eyes filled with anger: "Fighting on the first day of school? Do you really think there are no rules?"

"Living on the Second Floor, your talent wasn't high to begin with, and now your conduct is flawed!"

Long Hengxu's tone was angry as he spoke, but when he saw the sign for Room 205 above, his words suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head slightly to look at the young man he was scolding, and when he saw that face, his heart suddenly lurched.

"Chen, Chen, Chen, Chen... Young Master, hello."

"Scram."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot you lived here..." Long Hengxu's face was awkward.

With ordinary people and families, he naturally didn't care. Even if it were someone from the second Xu Family here, he would dare to argue with them.

But facing Chen Ye alone, he didn't dare say a single word.

Not only because the City Lord was the Second Master of the Chen Family, but also because Eastsea Academy itself was built with funding from the Chen Family.

Of course, the most important thing was the strength of the young man before him. A nine-year-old Three-Ring Soul Master—when he heard that news, his eyes held nothing but shock and ecstasy.

As an ordinary man who had dedicated half his life to education, he simply didn't dare offend such a genius. And of course, the most important thing was that he was afraid of losing his career.

Long Hengxu lowered his head, expecting Chen Ye to scold him.

But Chen Ye only glanced at him, then calmly pulled another stack of cash from his pocket and placed it in his hand:

"Find someone to fix this broken wall. Then my family will donate ten million to replace all the beds in the entire dormitory with new ones—bunk beds with desks underneath."

After saying this, Chen Ye couldn't be bothered with Long Hengxu and walked straight outside with Tang Wulin.

Many of the surrounding students heard his words, and quite a few looked at Chen Ye with joy and gratitude.

Tang Wulin beside him also jogged a couple of steps to catch up behind Chen Ye: "Brother Chen, you're so cool."

"Small case. This is nothing for your Brother Chen."

The two went to the cafeteria for a simple meal. Although he knew Tang Wulin could eat, Chen Ye was still deeply shocked when Tang Wulin reached his fifteenth bowl.

Returning to the dorm and entering the room, Chen Ye saw the punishment slips placed on their beds.

At that moment, Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi were sitting silently on the chairs nearby.

Seeing the two enter, Xie Xie opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.

Looking at the two of them, Chen Ye stood calmly before them, his gaze looking down at them from above:

"The wall repair costs—you two split it half and half, then hand it over to me."

Chen Ye said it casually. Xie Xie was silent for a moment, then nodded. "How much? I'll give it to you in a bit."

"I already paid 20,000. You can transfer me 3,000. I had them repaint our wall—that part you don't need to cover."

Chen Ye's tone remained offhand, but Zhou Changxi, standing nearby, pursed his lips. "Young Master, you're so loaded, why not just cover my share too? I really don't have the money."

"If you don't have money, go borrow some. Why should This Young Master pay for you?"

"This isn't just my problem, though. Tang Wulin slammed me into the wall—that's how the hole got there!"

Zhou Changxi's voice carried a note of grievance. He didn't dare mention that Chen Ye had also slammed him into the same wall, so he could only pin it on Tang Wulin.

Hearing this, Tang Wulin froze. He looked down at the money he'd just received in his hand, pursed his lips, and was about to step forward.

But before he could get close, Chen Ye's voice rang out calmly. "I've already asked Tang Wulin about what really happened."

"Seems like you were the one who provoked him first—not only did you take his bunk, you also made him clean up."

"And the reason he hit you was because you touched his personal belongings, right?"

"You're not just a school bully—you have no bottom line. And now you're trying to frame Tang Wulin."

As he spoke, Chen Ye nodded to himself, then turned his gaze to Zhou Changxi. "Apologize to him now, and get me the money before tonight."

"If there's a next time, you'll be expelled on the spot. Then get the hell out of this school."

Chen Ye finished and couldn't be bothered to deal with Zhou Changxi any longer, leaving the other boy sitting there with his head down, not daring to speak.

Returning to his own bed and sitting down, Chen Ye opened the lottery page in his mind. He hadn't drawn yesterday because it was too late, but now he had the time to use up his six chances.