From today on, I rule Nuoding Academy!

Inside Dorm Seven, Xiao Feng once again took out a brand new bedsheet and let Xiao Wu spread it herself, claiming with a straight face, "I bought an extra one."

Xiao Wu happily spread it out, then lay down on the warm bedding, unable to help letting out a heartfelt murmur—"Soft, so comfortable."

Seeing Xiao Wu like this, the corners of Xiao Feng's mouth involuntarily curled into a smile. No lies there—since ancient times, sincerity never holds people, only tricks win hearts!

With this step already secure, could Xiao Wu still escape?

Under the admiring gazes of the others, Xiao Feng fell asleep, for no other reason than that he wanted to. Beside him, Xiao Wu curiously studied him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and other unique expressions. No one knew what she was thinking.

Tang San, on the other hand, felt an indescribable unease in his heart. Helpless, he forced himself into a state of cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and only then did the feeling fade away.

Time trickled by, and a whole day passed.

In the late afternoon, as dusk settled, Xiao Feng was woken up by Tang San.

"Brother Xiao Feng, everyone's heading to eat. Are you coming?"

Hearing Tang San's words, Xiao Feng initially planned to skip it, but then he suddenly remembered that Xiao Chen from the original story—the son of Nuoding City's lord who had designs on Xiao Wu. So he decided to teach him a lesson first, to make him understand not to think about what he shouldn't.

Xiao Feng turned back to look. Xiao Wu was sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes beautiful, her slightly flushed cheeks exuding a tenderness that instinctively stirred pity in one's heart.

Xiao Feng nodded at Tang San, then carefully got out of bed, quietly taking out two carrots and placing them on the nightstand beside Xiao Wu.

"Brother Xiao Feng, aren't we waking Xiao Wu to come along?"

Xiao Feng shook his head. "No need. I'll bring something back for her later. Let her sleep."

With that, the two left Dorm Seven and joined Wang Sheng and the others outside, heading to the cafeteria. But the moment Xiao Feng left the dorm, Xiao Wu opened her eyes. She had woken up as soon as Xiao Feng took out the carrots, but she hadn't opened her eyes. After hearing his words, she felt a warmth in her heart.

Aside from her mother, Xiao Feng was the first person in the human world to treat her with such gentleness. She looked at the carrots on the nightstand, smiled, and picked one up, but she didn't eat it. She just stared at the carrot, lost in thought. No one knew what she was thinking.

On the other side, led by Wang Sheng and the others, the group arrived in front of a two-story building.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Tang, this is our cafeteria," Wang Sheng said cheerfully, like a very well-behaved little follower.

Looking at the building before him, Xiao Feng remarked casually, "Looks decent enough. Just don't know if the food's any good. What do you think, Xiao San?"

Hearing Xiao Feng's voice, Tang San commented quietly, "It's definitely not as good as what we usually eat."

Tang San was referring to the delicacies from the villa they'd had before. Xiao Feng nodded in agreement. "Forget it. Since we're here, let's give it a try."

The group then entered the cafeteria. Just as they stepped inside, a voice dripping with mockery came from the second floor.

"Oh, isn't this Wang Sheng and his bunch of paupers? Looks like you've found yourself a new boss?"

"But then again, Dorm Seven is Dorm Seven—a den of beggars. You'll probably never make it to the second floor to eat."

Xiao Feng looked up. At the top of the stairs on the second floor stood a boy with an ordinary face and a look of utter disdain. When the people behind him heard his words, they burst into unrestrained laughter.

For some reason, looking at this guy, Xiao Feng felt an overwhelming urge to punch him. And this person was none other than Xiao Chen.

Seeing Xiao Feng's brow furrow slightly, Tang San said in a low voice, "Brother Xiao Feng, within a minute, I'll make him realize his mistake."

But Xiao Feng stopped Tang San with a smile. "Let me handle it. Consider it a warm-up before the meal."

Hearing this, Tang San said nothing more and quietly stepped aside, though his gaze was cold and sharp as he stared at Xiao Chen and his group.

"So, according to Wang Sheng, you're the big shot of the entire Nuoding Academy?" Xiao Feng said with a faint smile.

"What, want to follow me? That's not impossible. Beat up Wang Sheng, and I'll let you tag along. How about it?"

Listening to Xiao Chen's words, Xiao Feng found it amusing.

"Follow you? Hah, I'm afraid you're not qualified!"

Xiao Feng let out a cold laugh and, without another word, went straight into action. He pushed off with his legs, leaping instantly from the first floor to the height of the second, looking down at Xiao Chen and his crew with excitement.

"From today onward, Nuoding Academy answers to me!"

After three months of training under Rui Mengmeng, Xiao Feng's physical condition was already ridiculously strong. Even without a Spirit Ring, he could take on spirit masters below level twenty-five in a one-on-one brawl, let alone these scrubs—none of whom, except Xiao Chen, were even one-ring spirit masters.

Xiao Feng's fist, carrying exaggerated force, shot straight at Xiao Chen. The speed was so fast that Xiao Chen had no time to dodge and could only hastily raise his arms to block.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

With the crisp sound of breaking bones, Xiao Chen was sent flying from the second floor down to the first by Xiao Feng's punch—literally punching through the floor to crash down below.

That punch used only three-tenths of Xiao Feng's strength, but even that was enough to fracture both of Xiao Chen's blocking arms.

Lying on the cracked floor of the first floor, Xiao Chen couldn't help but spit out blood, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at Xiao Feng.

"And that's your strength? I thought you were something. What, still want me to follow you?"

Xiao Feng's demeanor now was completely different from usual. He was arrogant and domineering, one foot planted on Xiao Chen's chest as he looked down at him.

"Of course, you can come after me for revenge later—just as long as you're not afraid of Nuoding City's lord dying in an accident and being replaced."

This sentence was heard only by Xiao Chen. When he heard it, an even deeper fear flooded his eyes. He understood Xiao Feng's meaning. The lord of Nuoding City was his father, and someone capable of causing his father's accidental death was not someone he could afford to provoke. Just Xiao Feng's strength alone was beyond his reach.

Terrified, Xiao Chen quickly nodded.

"From today, Nuoding Academy answers to me. Anyone have a problem with that?"

Xiao Feng swept his gaze around the crowd, but wherever his eyes passed, no one dared to meet them. No kidding—they couldn't even handle Xiao Chen, let alone someone who knocked him out cold with one punch.

Seeing no objections, Xiao Feng looked down at Xiao Chen under his foot and said with a satisfied smile, "From now on, in this academy, I don't want to see you or your people acting arrogant. Got it?"

Seeing Xiao Feng's smile that was like a demon's grin, he nodded frantically.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time. I didn't use much force, your hand's just broken. But before you leave, make sure to settle the cost of the cafeteria damages and my meal."

Xiao Feng pointed at the second floor, which now had a hole in it, then walked calmly over to Tang San and the others.

"Today, we're eating on the second floor. Our Boss Xiao is treating."

At once, the members of Dorm Seven burst into laughter. As for who "Boss Xiao" was in Xiao Feng's words, those in the know understood. Then the group headed straight up to the second floor.

Xiao Chen left ten Gold Soul Coins with his lackey before departing alone. Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, who had been observing from the doorway, had his eyes gleaming—because he had seen it: Xiao Feng's strength was absolutely terrifying!

And so, his mind began to stir.

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