How Dare You Touch My People

In Freshman Class One, the atmosphere was stifling. Wang Yan stood on the podium and sighed inwardly, yet he knew he could not intervene; everything had proceeded according to the academy's rules.

In the back row of the classroom, Tang Wutong was comforting Xiao Xiao, whose eyes were red-rimmed, while her heart was frantically cursing a man who had vanished for the entire night.

Knock, knock. Two light taps sounded at the door. Xiao Yi stood at the entrance with a faint smile still hanging on his face, offering an awkward grin toward Wang Yan.

"My apologies, Teacher Wang Yan. I was called away by a senior student from the inner courtyard last night. Sorry about that."

Wang Yan nodded slightly, signaling for him to enter. Immediately following this came an excited voice and the hopeful gazes of the surrounding students.

"Xiao Yi, you bastard, you finally came back!"

Xiao Yi found the atmosphere in the class strange. He tiptoed over to Tang Wutong's side and asked curiously, "What's going on? I was only gone for one night."

"Heh, since the senior sister wanted you, why didn't you just stay away?" Tang Wutong retorted, her face full of sarcasm.

Xiao Yi's mouth twitched. What was wrong with this crazy girl? But before they could continue, he noticed Xiao Xiao crying like a mess nearby and glanced at the disgruntled Tang Wutong. Seeing the absence of another petite figure, his heart sank.

"Xiao Xiao, what on earth happened?" Xiao Yi grabbed the shoulders of Xiao Xiao, who was looking at him with hopeful eyes.

"Xiao Yi, Yutong, sob... Yutong, she..." Seeing Xiao Xiao cry like this, Xiao Yi grew increasingly anxious.

"What happened to Yutong? Tell me!"

"She suffered severe injuries and is currently receiving treatment..."

A voice came from behind him. Xiao Yi turned to see Wang Yan standing in the aisle, his face full of sorrow.

"What exactly happened?" Xiao Yi looked at the silent Tang Wutong.

"It's like this: last night, while Huo Yutong was grilling fish, she ran into a freshman named Dai Huabin. They seemed to know each other—I only found out later. In any case, they clashed and went to the Soul Fighting Arena. Because of the academy's rules, senior students cannot force a fight against juniors, so Huo Yutong had to face him alone. She ended up having her arm broken by him..."

As she spoke, the corners of Tang Wutong's eyes grew damp, tinged with self-reproach. If she had been there, perhaps Huo Yutong wouldn't have gone up alone. Even if they couldn't win, she wouldn't have been so severely injured...

Xiao Yi's mind went blank. Then, he remembered: in the original story, a similar incident had occurred, but it was Xu Sanshi who caused the conflict over the grilled fish. Bei Bei had been present then, so he had fought Xu Sanshi instead and even won two Profound Water Pills.

But this time was different. Jiang Nannan and the others had gone together, Bei Bei wasn't there, and Dai Huabin had replaced Xu Sanshi...

Xiao Yi could figure out with his eyes closed that when those two met, Dai Huabin would definitely have made sarcastic remarks. Since Huo Yutong was a girl, Dai Huabin had likely recognized her...

Then, they must have gone to the arena, and Huo Yutong was heavily injured. Even though that girl looked soft and weak, the ruthlessness hidden in her eyes could never be concealed.

Xiao Yi clenched his fists, regretting that he hadn't gone to check on them last night. He had taken it for granted that nothing would go wrong...

"Take me to Huo Yutong," Xiao Yi said, his voice raspy.

Inside a room filled with the scent of disinfectant, the three of them walked in slowly. Several figures were already standing inside.

Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Bei Bei, and an elderly man dressed in green.

Bei Bei was currently discussing something with the man.

"Elder Zhuang, is there really no way to restore Junior Sister's arm?" Bei Bei's face was etched with anxiety and regret. Tang Ya's face was streaked with tears as she looked at Elder Zhuang with hope.

"Sigh, if the severed limb were still here, I could have reattached it for the little girl, but that..." Elder Zhuang didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

Tang Ya covered her mouth, tears streaming down uncontrollably as her body trembled. Jiang Nannan comforted her softly from the side, and Bei Bei's face was full of agony.

Even though the other party had committed such an act, he could do nothing—not even teach him a lesson—because senior students were strictly forbidden from attacking juniors.

When Xiao Yi and the others entered and saw this scene, he first bowed to Elder Zhuang, Zhuang Yusen—a level 96 Healing-type Super Douluo—before walking to the bedside. He assumed the elder had only come out of respect for Bei Bei.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiao couldn't hold back her tears any longer. "Yutong!" She hugged Huo Yutong on the bed. Seeing the friend she had just met reduced to this state, she felt as if her heart were being violently squeezed.

A flicker of ruthlessness flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. He could hardly believe what he was seeing.

The girl's naturally sallow face was now devoid of color, terrifyingly pale, and the lively eyes that usually sparkled were now hollow and vacant.

Most horrifying of all was her arm; the entire forearm of her left hand was gone, and three fingers were missing from her right hand. The wounds, though already healed, were an eyesore. What had happened was self-evident.

Xiao Yi gripped his hands so tightly his nails dug into his palms. His chest heaved violently, and the rage in his heart was almost uncontrollable. It was an emotion he had never felt to this extent before. Just looking at this, how could he endure it? To what level of malice must a person sink to inflict such cruelty upon his own younger sister?

He couldn't understand what was wrong with the academy, nor could he understand what that useless big worm in Huo Yutong's head was doing. He felt only an extreme, suffocating fury.

Seeing the girl who once had hope shining in her eyes reduced to this state, how could he suppress his emotions?

Seemingly having made up his mind, Xiao Yi forcibly suppressed his feelings and let out a long breath. He bore responsibility for this. It wasn't for any other reason than that Xiao Yi simply didn't want to see a girl full of hope lose the light in her eyes.

"Xiao Xiao, I have a way. Please, get up from Yutong first..."

Everyone was stunned by his words, especially Elder Zhuang, who looked at Xiao Yi with an expression of disbelief, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Huo Yutong's hollow eyes suddenly regained a glimmer of light. She looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief. Even things that Big Sister Tian Meng couldn't handle—could Big Brother Xiao Yi really do it?

"Xiao Yi... Big Brother?" Huo Yutong's voice was thin, as if it had been stuck for a long time before she could utter the words.

Xiao Yi slowly crouched down and stroked her small head with pity.

"Be good, Yutong. Close your eyes; this is just a nightmare." Feeling the warmth from the large hand on her head, Huo Yutong rubbed against Xiao Yi's palm with attachment. The feeling was so familiar. She closed her eyes, and the figure before her seemed to transform into her mother, Huo Yun'er.

Xiao Yi secretly steeled his resolve. Dai Huabin, you dared to touch someone of mine—just you wait!