The Slap Descends!

Lan Yu sighed.

Momo, you'll have to fend for yourself.

One is a feline female, the other a human female; both are females, so I'm sure you two will have plenty in common.

Meow~

Momo let out a whimpering sound.

Master, are you really just abandoning me like this?

Wuu wuu wuu~

Dragging his suitcase to the apartment entrance, Lan Yu heard Ai Tutu's bossy voice:

"Just leave the stuff in the living room."

Lan Yu pushed the door open and glanced at the living room; besides Ai Tutu, there were two other boys.

Unsurprisingly, they were those Black Vatican lackeys, Han Luo and Jia Wenqing.

"Brother, did you walk into the wrong place?" The bespectacled, scholarly-looking man glared at Lan Yu, who had walked in as if no one else existed, his tone growing heavy.

"Who the hell are you? Trying to show off your bootlicking nature in front of me?" Lan Yu shot a sidelong glance at the bespectacled scholar, who was Han Luo.

Boot... bootlicker?!!

"Damn you!" Han Luo had never suffered such an insult; the magical aura on his body was released instantly without reservation.

Jia Wenqing, standing beside Han Luo, looked refined, but at this moment, there was nothing refined about him; a scorching aura of flames surged from his fluttering clothes.

A Fire Element Intermediate Mage!

"Yo, you dare bare your fangs in front of me?" Lan Yu chuckled.

Suddenly, an invisible wave of psychic energy struck from behind Lan Yu, charging straight at Jia Wenqing and Han Luo.

In that instant, the magical auras surging from the two men came to an abrupt halt.

It was as if they had been hit by Arthur's first skill, silenced.

Seizing the opportunity, Lan Yu decisively dropped his suitcase and stepped forward, swinging both hands to deliver a slap to each of them.

Slap—

Slap—

The sound was loud; Jia Wenqing and Han Luo slammed their heads into the floor, their faces swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ai Tutu's eyes widened, and the bag of potato chips in her hand dropped to the floor without her even noticing.

"You little punks, what kind of strength do you even have to dare jump out and act tough in front of me?" Lan Yu crouched down, reaching out to slap the swollen sides of their faces, his tone dripping with disdain.

"What are you doing?"

Just then, Mu Nujiao's voice came from the second floor.

Mu Nujiao first glanced at Ding Yumian standing at the door, then swept her gaze over the three men, finally fixing her eyes on Ai Tutu.

There was no need to guess; it was definitely something Ai Tutu had caused.

"Lan Yu, you should let them go. They didn't know you lived here."

Receiving a warning look from Mu Nujiao, Ai Tutu knew she was about to be scolded, so she spoke up to ask Lan Yu to release them first.

The two men lying on the ground were stunned.

What the hell?

He lives here?

The legendary cohabitation?

Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu are actually living with a man? Could it be that they think the rent is too expensive?

No way, would they even care about such small change?

The expressions on the remaining good halves of their faces became extremely rich.

"Are you going to get lost on your own, or do you want me to invite you out?" Lan Yu finally stood up and clapped his hands.

Jia Wenqing and Han Luo's mouths twitched; they didn't even care about the pain in their faces.

In the end, they left in a wretched state, though the trace of malice in their eyes toward Lan Yu as they departed was caught by Ding Yumian.

"Ai Tutu!!" After the two had left, Mu Nujiao glared at Ai Tutu.

"Sister Mu, I was wrong." Ai Tutu picked up the fallen bag of chips, looking completely innocent.

"Ai Tutu, cohabitation is one thing, but I need to set three rules first," Lan Yu said.

Good grief, I'm the one setting the three rules now.

"What the hell?" Ai Tutu was bewildered.

The script isn't right, is it? In romance dramas, isn't it usually the female lead who domineeringly sets three rules for the guy she's cohabitating with? How did it end up reversed here?

"I also think it's necessary." As Ai Tutu's best friend, how could Mu Nujiao not know that Ai Tutu was a total troublemaker?

"First, bringing a strange man home for the night requires the consent of the others."

"Pah! You're the one bringing a strange man home for the night!" Ai Tutu retorted indignantly.

"Second, under no circumstances are you allowed to enter my room, with the exception of Ding Yumian," Lan Yu continued.

After all, the cooldown period had ended, and he might as well take advantage of the winter break to soak himself in the Ice and Fire Mandarin Duck Pot a few times.

Ding Yumian, who was changing her shoes at the entryway, felt a smile bloom across her calm, ripple-free face upon hearing this.

"That's exactly what I was going to say, hmph!" Ai Tutu said with a fierce expression.

"Third, I know both of you are as beautiful as goddesses. In my memory, you already had countless suitors back in high school. If you want to use a handsome and dashing guy like me as a shield in the future, that's fine, but it comes with a fee: fifty thousand per instance. Consider this first time a promotional advertisement for myself."

As soon as Lan Yu finished speaking, Ai Tutu was already baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. "Why don't you just go rob someone! And what the hell do you mean by handsome and dashing!!"

"Ai Tutu!!" Mu Nujiao walked down and reached out to pull Ai Tutu back.

"Sister Mu, he's the one being unreasonable!"

"That's all for now; I'll add more if I think of anything later," Lan Yu said. "Oh, right, let me introduce someone to you. This is a senior from the Fire Institute of the main campus named Ding Yumian. She also plans to share this rental with us."

Mu Nujiao looked at Ding Yumian and gave a slight nod of greeting, and Ding Yumian did the same. The two of them had effectively exchanged pleasantries.

"Lan Yu, keep an eye on those two. They are also scions of influential families with considerable strength. Be careful they don't try to sabotage you." Mu Nujiao knew that Han Luo and Jia Wenqing were narrow-minded.

Some arrogant scions of influential families were like that; they couldn't stand even the slightest grievance.

"It doesn't matter." Lan Yu didn't care.

They were just bones in a grave, after all. If he were to care about them, wouldn't he just be debasing himself?

Besides, slapping people in the face was truly satisfying.

"Lan Yu~ can't you make it cheaper? I really don't have much pocket money."

Ai Tutu began to act spoiled, trying to use their three years of friendship as classmates to get Lan Yu to loosen his stance.

"Miss Ai, you have to trust in my professionalism. Dealing with people like that is a piece of cake for me." Lan Yu patted his bicep. "Besides, fifty thousand is really cheap. That's a price I'm giving you out of consideration for our three years of friendship. If it were anyone else, I'd charge at least one hundred thousand."

Anyway, he was only registered at the Parthenon Hunter Station in name only. If it weren't for the fact that the Light Element wasn't adept at killing in the early stages, he would have already been a High-Level Hunter.

"Alright, enough nonsense. I need to hurry up and tidy my room."

Lan Yu carried two suitcases upstairs, with Ding Yumian following behind him, looking as if she were completely indifferent to the affairs of the outside world.

Once inside the room, Ding Yumian sat elegantly on the edge of the bed, still holding Momo in her arms. She said, "Did you notice the look in their eyes when those two left earlier?"

"Sister Yumian, do you think I'm afraid?"

Ding Yumian shook her head. "That's not what I meant. Two fists are no match for four hands; you still need to be careful at school."

"I understand that."