Defying Heaven: Only Mediocrities Avoid Trouble?

The atmosphere at Lin Qingmo's table was completely different from that at the next table.

Ning Rongrong picked up the pink fruit wine on the table and curiously poured herself a small glass.

The wine swirls in the glass, its color clear and its aroma subtlely fruity.

She took a small sip.

"Wow!"

Their eyes lit up immediately, as if they had discovered a new continent.

"This is so delicious, sweet and not spicy at all!"

Xiao Wu smiled and rested her chin on her hand, then poured herself another drink.

"Right, right? A-Qing made it herself, saying it's suitable for us girls because it's low in alcohol and can be drunk like a beverage."

"Zhu Zhuqing, you should try some too."

Zhu Zhuqing is not particularly particular about food and drink.

But seeing that Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu both liked it, he also picked up his cup and tried it.

The crisp fruity aroma, mixed with a slightly intoxicating sweetness, melts on the tip of the tongue.

Her brows relaxed slightly, almost imperceptibly, and the corners of her lips curved into a tiny smile.

Although he didn't say anything, his expression clearly showed his approval.

Three very different but equally beautiful girls sat around a table, sipping wine from delicate glasses and laughing softly.

The visuals are so pleasing to the eye that they resemble scenes from a teen idol drama.

Lin Qingmo sat among them, looking relaxed, occasionally chiming in with a word, creating an incredibly harmonious atmosphere.

Ma Hongjun was not far away, took in all of this.

His eyes widened in surprise, and he even forgot to put down his wine glass.

"No way...?!"

He simply couldn't believe it.

"Didn't Ning Rongrong just say so firmly that she 'wouldn't drink alcohol'? Where did that spoiled young lady attitude go?"

"How come it turned into 'Wow, it tastes so good' when it came to Lin Qingmo?!"

The sour feeling of imbalance welled up inside him.

Look over there, surrounded by beautiful women, chatting and laughing, drinking sweet fruit wine.

Let's look at our own side again.

Three grown men sat facing a table laden with greasy roasted meat and pungent liquor; the atmosphere was so oppressive it could suffocate.

The contrast is just too stark!

Dai Mubai and Oscar had obviously noticed the commotion over there as well.

Dai Mubai's expression darkened further, and he tightened his grip on the wine glass.

Oscar, however, looked dejected, silently lowered his head, and poked at the meat on his plate without any appetite.

His mind was filled with Ning Rongrong's radiant smile as she looked at Lin Qingmo.

That smile was never given to him.

Just then...

A series of hurried footsteps and the sounds of young people talking and laughing came from the hotel entrance.

The curtain was lifted, and another group of people walked in.

There were about seven or eight of them, all in their teens or twenties, both men and women.

They were wearing identical gray, fitted school uniforms, with a simple design.

On the left chest area, two striking characters were embroidered in silver thread: "Cang Hui".

The group of people also looked travel-worn, as if they had just traveled a long way, and their faces showed signs of fatigue.

But there was still youthful energy and pride in his eyes.

The once noisy hall fell silent for a moment as they entered.

Many diners cast curious glances, and when they saw the words "Canghui," their eyes became more knowing and cautious.

Canghui Academy is a somewhat well-known Soul Master Academy.

Ma Hongjun was drinking alone, feeling extremely annoyed by Ning Rongrong and the others' behavior.

Looking up, through my blurry, drunken eyes, I caught a glimpse of a girl in the Canghui Academy group.

The girl walked in the middle; she had delicate features and a slender figure.

Against the backdrop of gray school uniforms, she exudes a unique, quiet student charm.

In Ma Hongjun's head, clouded by alcohol and Evil Fire, those filthy thoughts immediately began to stir.

He was just looking for a place to vent the frustration he had suffered at Lin Qingmo's hands!

"Hey-hey..."

He grinned and stood up unsteadily.

He was still carrying a half-empty glass of wine when he walked straight toward the group from the Canghui Academy.

With a clear goal, they headed straight for the pretty girl.

He casually stepped in front of them, blocking their way.

A chubby face drew closer, reeking of alcohol.

"Hey, pretty girl, all alone?"

His tone was as flippant as a street thug.

"How about having a drink with me? I'll treat you to the best wine in this hotel, order whatever you like!"

As he spoke, he swirled the wine in his glass, almost spilling the wine.

The girl had clearly never encountered anything like this before; she was startled, and her face turned pale instantly.

She hurriedly took a step back and hid behind a tall boy, tightly gripping her companion's sleeve.

The tall young man being used as a shield appears to be the leader of this group of Canghui students.

His face instantly darkened, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes fixed sharply on Ma Hongjun.

Who are you?

His voice was filled with anger as he took a step forward, completely shielding the girl behind him.

"Where did this madman come from? How dare he harass someone from the Canghui Academy! Is he tired of living?"

His companions quickly gathered around, glaring angrily at Ma Hongjun.

Despite being stared at by so many people, Ma Hongjun was not afraid at all.

The effects of the alcohol and that Evil Fire surged even higher.

He thought this was more in line with his taste!

This is the kind of scene Ma Hongjun should be in!

"A madman?"

Ma Hongjun scoffed, puffed out his non-existent chest, and tried to appear arrogant.

"Listen up! I am Ma Hongjun from the Shrek Academy!"

"Shrek, you know them? The ones that specialize in producing Monster!"

He deliberately raised his voice, wanting the whole hall to hear.

"What are you Canghui Academy compared to me? Hurry up and let this pretty girl come over and have a drink with me, and we'll call it even."

"Otherwise..."

He deliberately dragged out his words, his eyes sweeping over Cang Hui and the others with ill intent.

"Or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Shrek Academy?

The young man leading the group, Cang Hui, repeated the name, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

He quickly searched his memory, but he had never heard of this Academy before.

But the fat man's arrogant attitude made him very unhappy.

The Canghui students behind him also looked extremely grim, whispering amongst themselves.

"Shrek? What a worthless Academy! I've never even heard of it!"

"Dare to provoke Canghui? You're asking for death!"

"Brother Ye, we can't just let this go!"

The tall young man, known as Brother Ye, raised his hand, signaling his companions to be quiet.

He stared at Ma Hongjun, his tone cold and forceful:

"I don't care which Academy you're from, apologize right now for your rude behavior."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't mind teaching you a lesson on behalf of your teacher, showing you what discipline is!"

"Apologize?"

Ma Hongjun seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and exaggeratedly picked at his ear.

He felt that he was outnumbered and powerless.

He immediately turned and started yelling at his own table.

"Boss Dai! Little Ao! Did you hear that? Someone's going to teach me a lesson!"

"What are you waiting for? Come and teach these clueless guys a lesson."

"Let them know that no one from the Shrek Academy is afraid to cause trouble!"

He deliberately shouted out Flender's catchphrase.

"Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre!"

Dai Mubai and Oscar exchanged a glance.

Dai Mubai was already in a terrible mood and had nowhere to vent his anger.

Oscar felt he had lost face in front of Ning Rongrong and wanted to regain his sense of self-worth.

The two men stood up almost simultaneously, sneering, and walked to Ma Hongjun's side.

The three people stood side by side.

Although the number of people is still less than that of Canghui's side.

However, when Dai Mubai released his Soul Elder level aura, his imposing presence was not weak.

Seeing that he had his brothers backing him up, Ma Hongjun felt even more confident.