Professionalism! (Seeking collection, seeking follow-up reads)

"Ai Tutu, hurry up and spill the tea on Sister Mu. Let me have a taste," Lan Yu said, his interest immediately piqued at the mention of gossip.

"Get lost!" Ai Tutu retorted, turning her head. "I'm busy brainstorming for Sister Mu, why are you interrupting?"

"Fine, keep it to yourself. I'll just check the campus forum and find out." Although Lan Yu took out his phone, he was actually messaging Ding Yumian to ask what she wanted for dinner.

It was just about the right season for crawfish, anyway.

After learning that Ding Yumian was craving crawfish, Lan Yu headed out to find a shop, buying twenty pounds of the crustaceans.

Back at the apartment, the scent of the crawfish instantly caught Ai Tutu's attention.

"It's the smell of crawfish!" Ai Tutu put down her phone; she had been just about to order takeout.

She scrambled off the sofa and dashed to the kitchen, grabbing several cans of iced cola from the fridge.

"Aren't you quick on the uptake?" Lan Yu remarked.

Ai Tutu tilted her head proudly. "You know it, you know it!"

Soon, Ding Yumian and Mu Nujiao walked down from upstairs.

"Sister Mu, why don't you listen to me and hire this guy Lan Yu? Let him help block Zhou Shuming's lackeys," Ai Tutu urged again.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Mu Nujiao's face.

Should she really hire him?

"Need a handsome and powerful guy like me to be your shield? You've come to the right person. Fifty thousand a pop, no bargaining!" Lan Yu was extremely confident about such things.

It was just beating people up; what could be easier?

If it really came down to it, he could just drag them onto the arena floor.

Ding Yumian hadn't said a word from start to finish. She sat straight down at the dining table, put on a disposable glove, and began peeling crawfish.

However, she didn't eat them after peeling; instead, she placed them into a bowl.

"Then... I'll have to trouble you." Mu Nujiao finally agreed.

Everyone had a limit to their patience. Since Zhou Shuming had humiliated her in public, she shouldn't be blamed for finding a hired hand.

"Sister Mu, you should have done this ages ago," Ai Tutu said. "With a guy like Lan Yu around, we can definitely make Zhou Shuming look bad. Plus, Sister Ding agrees too."

Ding Yumian's hand paused for a fraction of a second as she peeled a crawfish, then she said, "Mm, Tutu did mention it to me. People like that are prone to pushing their luck; you have to teach them a lesson. One punch to stop a hundred more."

"Damn, you stole my line!" Lan Yu let out a strange cry.

Ding Yumian looked at Lan Yu, a hint of playfulness flashing in her calm, ripple-free eyes. "How can a scholar's borrowing be called stealing?"

"Holy crab..."

"Alright, alright, come over and eat your crawfish. I've peeled them for you."

"Coming!"

The sun was bright, and fallen leaves carpeted the winding paths of the school, gently drifting across the surface of the small lake.

Lan Yu walked behind the three beauties, looking every bit the part of a protector.

"Sister Mu, look! It's that Lin Tingyu, Zhou Shuming's lackey!" Ai Tutu suddenly pointed at a man ahead.

The atmosphere, previously filled with laughter and chatter, was instantly shattered.

The man had sharp ears and turned around immediately. He looked Ding Yumian, Mu Nujiao, and Ai Tutu up and down, then cast a glance at Lan Yu, who was standing quite close to them.

"Yo, Miss Ai, you've changed your sidekick? Next time, at least pick someone better. Is this what you've found? Isn't it a bit too shabby? Or is this the shield you hired? Doesn't look like much—don't come crying and running away when things go south."

A male student who had clearly spent a lot of time grooming himself walked over. He didn't take Ai Tutu seriously at all, and his tone was incredibly insolent.

Sissy!

Looking at the man, that single word immediately popped into Lan Yu's mind.

Also, I'm incredibly handsome, what the hell is wrong with your eyes!

Lan Yu strode up to Lin Tingyu, his sharp, piercing eyes locked onto the guy who was half a head shorter than him. "What are you barking about?"

Lin Tingyu showed no sign of fear. He tilted his head slightly and sneered, "What? Angry because I called you a sidekick? Let me guess which..."

Smack—!

A crisp sound of a slap echoed. Lin Tingyu's head snapped to the side, and the cheek he had been struck on began to swell visibly.

"Damn it, open your dog eyes and look clearly. Where on earth is this face of mine not devastatingly handsome?"

Hearing this, Ai Tutu felt the urge to beat Lan Yu to death, Ding Yumian struggled to hold back a laugh, and the corner of Mu Nujiao's eye twitched.

Although the statement sounded a bit like a self-proclaimed expert bragging, one had to admit that Lan Yu was indeed much more handsome than before, possessing a unique aura that ordinary handsome men rarely had.

"Ugh, a grown man wearing foundation. And if you're going to wear it, fine, but why is it so thick, damn it!" Lan Yu looked at him with utter disgust.

"Sister Yumian, do you have any water? I need to wash my hands. This guy is too gross, a total sissy!"

Ding Yumian popped the lid and handed over her water bottle.

Lan Yu took it with his left hand, then quickly poured the water over his right hand, giving it a quick rinse.

Lin Tingyu seemed unable to process what had happened, unable to believe that someone actually dared to slap him.

"Sissy, let me borrow your clothes to wipe off this water."

Lan Yu reached out and wiped his hand on Lin Tingyu's clothes. A sissy like this would surely be wearing some kind of perfume, as even his clothes carried a faint scent.

"You brat, you dare to strike me? It looks like I'll have to make you crawl to the Healing Department while wailing and clutching your own severed right hand, begging the teacher to reattach it for you!" Lin Tingyu finally snapped out of it, glaring at Lan Yu with fury.

BANG—

Lan Yu didn't bother with any more nonsense, delivering a Sky-Propping Knee that nearly sent Lin Tingyu to meet his great-grandmother.

"Oh, still got some temper, huh? Who gave you the guts?" Lan Yu spat. "If you aren't going to throw a punch, then stop your damn yapping; otherwise, you just look like a total clown."

It was early in the morning, and there were quite a few people around. Everyone watched the scene in silence, quietly eating their melons on the sidelines.

Soon, news of Lan Yu brutally beating the sissy Lin Tingyu dominated the campus forum, complete with high-definition, uncensored video footage.

Just like that, the topics surrounding Lan Yu increased once again.

Lin Tingyu curled up on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Although Lan Yu wasn't wearing any Flying Shadow Armor, his haphazardly executed Sky-Propping Knee was more than enough to make the sissy Lin Tingyu suffer.

Immediately after, Lan Yu turned to look at Ai Tutu and the others, pointing a finger at the curled-up Lin Tingyu. "Look, that's my efficiency for you."

Ai Tutu couldn't help but give a thumbs up. "Good, well done! That's exactly how you should deal with him!"

"Of course, of course!" Lan Yu said. "As a hired thug who gets paid to do a job, I must ensure the client is satisfied. It's the professional standard of a qualified thug."

After dinner last night, Ai Tutu had already transferred the fifty thousand yuan into Lan Yu's account.

"Miss Ai, if there are any more good deals like this, remember to call me."