Dixie

The next day, Lin Feng arrived early at the second-year wind magic classroom. Because he had demonstrated the cultivation of a Level 4 mage at the end of the previous semester, he had skipped a grade and was now in the fourth year, in the same class as Delia's brother, Dixie. However, he had never attended a fourth-year class, choosing instead to continue sitting in on the second-year wind magic lessons with Delia.

As soon as Delia walked into the classroom, she scanned the room for Lin Feng, then strolled over to sit beside him, looking at him with a smile.

Today, however, Lin Feng had decided to confess his love to Delia and break through the thin veil of shyness between them. As soon as she arrived, he took the initiative to hold her small hand and led her to the podium. Then, in front of his classmates, who had almost all arrived, he knelt on one knee before her. He pulled a stone carving from the pocket at his waist, held it out to her, and said loudly, "Delia, will you be my girlfriend?"

Silence—an eerie, absolute silence. The once noisy classroom instantly fell deathly quiet. Everyone stared at Lin Feng and Delia on the podium in disbelief, forgetting how to speak. The romance between Lin Feng and Delia was an open secret, and everyone had tacitly understood it, but they never expected Lin Feng to publicly propose to her in front of them. They were only children around ten years old, after all; how many of them were as precocious as Yale?

Delia, one of the parties involved, was also stunned by Lin Feng's sudden act of courtship. After the initial shock passed, her pretty face flushed a deep, vibrant red, looking so delicate and sweet that Lin Feng wanted to lean in and take a bite.

"Say yes!"

Someone shouted, breaking the silence in the classroom. The other students snapped out of their petrified state and began to chime in, "Say yes! Say yes!"

The cheering, shouting, and screaming rose and fell, deafening enough to startle the students in the neighboring classrooms.

Amidst the clamor, Delia realized that Lin Feng was waiting for her answer. But her young heart had already been overwhelmed by him; faced with such a sudden confession, she was completely at a loss and didn't know how to respond.

What should I do? Should I say yes? Isn't this what I've always wanted? No, he's so mean, making me so embarrassed in front of everyone—how will I face these classmates later? Should I reject him? But, but... if I reject him and he gets hurt, what then? Oh, I'm so conflicted!

Seeing that Delia remained silent, Lin Feng grew anxious. He stood up, pulled the girl, who was half a head shorter than him, into his arms, and kissed her on her sweet, red lips.

Whoa! The already chaotic classroom exploded at this kiss. The geniuses of the Ernst Institute were all electrified; they had never seen such a spectacle. It was too exciting, too scandalous, too...

Lin Feng pulled away after a brief touch. Although this was his first kiss with a member of the opposite sex in two lifetimes, he had no intention of a long, French-style kiss. Driven by a sense of machismo, Lin Feng did not want the shyness of his future wife to be seen by others.

But this light, dragonfly-touch kiss caused Delia, who was still in a state of shock, to have her brain instantly short-circuit.

"Will you?" Lin Feng asked softly again.

Delia no longer knew how to answer, so she just nodded subconsciously. At this moment, she was so shy she could die, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

Seeing that Delia had agreed, Lin Feng pulled her into his embrace and announced to the entire class, "From now on, Delia is the woman of me, Lin Feng Baruch. If anyone dares to bully her, watch out—I'll beat them until even their own mother wouldn't recognize them."

"Pfft."

The shy Delia couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing Lin Feng's domineering declaration.

By evening, in Dormitory 1987.

"Third brother, you've got guts. I really couldn't tell, you kid actually had this up your sleeve."

Lin Feng, who had just returned from training in the back mountains, heard the teasing voice of the second brother, George, before he even entered the room.

"I've decided, I'll give you my position as the eldest brother. You're too awesome; you're practically a legend of Dormitory 1987—no, of our Ernst Institute," the eldest, Yale, said even more exaggeratedly.

"Third brother, I'm following you from now on. If you say east, I won't go west; if you say 'do it,' I won't hesitate." The youngest, Reynolds, followed up immediately.

"Do it?" Lin Feng's expression was incredibly colorful. He looked at the innocent-looking little Reynolds and couldn't believe these words came from him. He turned his gaze toward Yale, and then it dawned on him.

"Fourth brother, don't follow the eldest anymore; you'll learn bad habits," Lin Feng advised kindly.

"Forget it. Following me is still better than following you. I'm still in the theoretical stage, but you've already moved to practice. You were out there acting like a hooligan in broad daylight—compared to you, I'm practically a pure little baby," Yale said with a look of disdain.

Lin Feng: "..."

"Third brother, don't worry, I won't follow the eldest anymore. I've decided, from now on I'm following you to learn from your practical experience."

Lin Feng was speechless.

After joking around for a while, Yale, who held the title of "Mr. Know-It-All," said to Lin Feng earnestly, "Third brother, do you know that the younger sister's brother is Dixie?"

"I know!" Lin Feng didn't know why Yale's expression was so serious. He knew that although Yale liked to joke, he rarely got serious, but when he did, there was definitely something going on.

"Although your stunt today was impressive and left the girl dizzy, because you made such a big scene, Dixie, who is always obsessed with cultivation, has heard the news. According to rumors, Dixie is going to give you trouble. I heard he's already at the peak of Level 4 and could break through at any time. I'm afraid you'll suffer, Third brother."

Lin Feng was touched. He hadn't expected the usually carefree Yale to be so thoughtful and concerned about him.

But Lin Feng had the mind of a man in his twenties, so he quickly calmed his emotions and smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Eldest brother. I've even managed to win over his sister; a mere Dixie is naturally nothing to worry about."

The next day, Lin Feng was walking on a path in the academy with Delia.

"Delia, tomorrow I'm going to apply to the academy to go to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for training. Will you come with me?"

"Boss, you've finally decided to go to the Magical Beast Mountain Range! Wuu wuu, it's so sad. I'm a magical beast, yet I've never been to the Magical Beast Forest. It's truly tragic." Beibei, who was in Lin Feng's sleeve, was pleasantly surprised to hear that Lin Feng was leaving tomorrow and began communicating with him via soul transmission.

"Quiet. If you make any more noise, I won't roast meat for you today." As soon as Lin Feng said this, Beibei immediately shut up.

Delia felt a sense of loss upon hearing that her lover was going to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for training, and she was also worried for his safety. However, she was delighted to hear Lin Feng invite her to go with him, though the joy didn't last long before her expression fell.

"Lin Feng, my strength is so weak; I'll just be a burden if I go, I..."

Of course, Delia wanted to accompany Lin Feng to the Magical Beast Mountain Range. After all, they were practically "newlyweds," and she naturally didn't want to be separated from him. But her reason told her she couldn't go; the Magical Beast Mountain Range was too dangerous, and her strength was too low. Instead of helping, she would become a burden to her lover. This gifted girl felt doubt about her own talent for the first time. She even felt that she wasn't good enough for Lin Feng.

But her feelings of inferiority didn't last long before they were dispelled by Lin Feng's tender words.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. Besides, we'll only be training on the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range; there's no danger," Lin Feng said, holding Delia's small hand with sincerity.

"But, but..." Delia didn't agree immediately, instead stammering, which made Lin Feng feel strange.

"Delia, what other concerns do you have?" Lin Feng asked.

"I'm afraid my brother won't let me go, and he, he..."

Before Delia could finish her sentence, Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He turned his head and immediately discovered that Delia's brother, Dixie, was standing behind him, staring at him coldly.

"Dixie!" Seeing the anxious expression on Delia's face, Lin Feng gave her a faint smile, signaling for her to set her mind at ease.

"Lin Feng Baruch!" Dixie said coldly.

"Any advice?" Lin Feng asked with an indifferent look.

"Fight me. If you beat me, I won't stop you two from going to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for your trial tomorrow. If you can't beat me, you leave, and she stays."

Dixie didn't waste any words, stating his intentions concisely.

"Fine!" Lin Feng didn't mince words either, agreeing immediately.

Delia, standing to the side, grew anxious. On one side was her brother, and on the other was her love. Yet now, they were going to fight; no matter who got hurt in the scuffle, she would be heartbroken.

"Brother, Lin Feng, can you please not fight?" Delia's pretty face flushed red, her palms sweating. Both were men she cared about, but they were also both incredibly stubborn and evenly matched in strength. If they truly fought, it would undoubtedly be a fierce battle.

Lin Feng shrugged at her words and pointed toward Dixie.

"Little sister, if he can't even beat me, how can he guarantee your safety, and how can he make me feel at ease handing you over to him?" Facing his sister, Dixie's tone softened for once. Although there weren't many words, one could see Dixie's love and concern for Delia in that single sentence.

"But, but..." Delia was, after all, only a nine-year-old girl. Although she didn't want Lin Feng and her brother to fight, she didn't know how to argue back after being blocked by her brother's words.

"Don't worry, Delia. I'll go easy on him; I won't hurt your brother." Lin Feng smiled at Delia, ignoring her look of surprise, and turned to walk toward the campus arena.

As for Dixie, upon hearing that Lin Feng would go easy on him, his expression turned even colder. However, with his pride, he naturally disdained arguing with Lin Feng verbally. Only by fighting for real could they determine who was stronger; facts spoke louder than words.