Suppressing the Little Scoundrel Xu Sanshi

Jiang Nannan looked up, and the eyes that usually held only timidity and inferiority now shimmered with a light never seen before.

"Doudou, thank you."

On the Douluo Continent, nobility is supreme; the world prides itself on birth, and commoners have been considered inferior and subject to discrimination since time immemorial.

Despite Jiang Nannan possessing Innate Full Soul Power, her status as a work-study student meant she had endured no shortage of cold shoulders and disdain at her previous academy.

This was the first time someone had told her that a humble background was nothing to be ashamed of.

Watching this scene, Bibi Dong, standing not far away, felt her mouth twitch repeatedly.

No, why was this completely different from what she had envisioned?!

Shouldn't you noble children be swarming over right now, pointing at Chen Doudou's ragged clothes to mock him, and then haughtily driving him away?

How could you be so deluded just because he's handsome?

What a bunch of shallow people!

Pah!

I, Bibi Dong, despise you all!

Just then, the noisy crowd at the academy entrance parted like a tide, and a grand motorcade slowly drove in, drawing everyone's attention.

The procession was pulled by eight snow-white, magnificent horses, and the carriages were adorned with small, dark green turtle emblems that shimmered in the sunlight.

"Look, look! Isn't that the motorcade of the Mysterious Underworld Sect's Xu family? This display, tsk tsk, it's like a moving castle!"

"The Xu family? Who are they? Why such a big spectacle?"

"You don't even know the Xu family? Well, that's normal; after all, the Mysterious Underworld Sect is a reclusive sect. I heard the family head is a Titled Douluo!"

Reclusive sects might seem mysterious to outsiders, but for noble children, no matter how reclusive they are, they inevitably have to interact with the nobility.

Unless they don't do business and don't need resources.

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, the curtain at the front of the luxurious carriage was lifted by a hand wearing a jade thumb ring.

A young man jumped down from the carriage.

He wore a dark green brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns, held a folding fan inscribed by a famous master, and snapped it open with a flourish, shaking it with affected elegance in an incredibly flashy display.

"Young Master Xu Sanshi, does this old servant need to accompany you inside to handle the registration?"

The elderly man at the coachman's seat, a Soul Emperor, asked respectfully.

"No need. You'd just be an embarrassment if you came with me."

Xu Sanshi waved his hand impatiently, shooing the old man away like a fly.

Just as he prepared to step into the academy, his gaze swept casually across the crowd.

Suddenly, he froze.

His line of sight pierced through the layers of the crowd and landed on the young girl in the distance wearing a washed-out cloth dress.

In that moment, the world seemed to fall silent.

Only the sound of his heart beating wildly in his chest remained.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

"So... so cute..."

Xu Sanshi stared blankly at Jiang Nannan, his eyes instantly fixed.

Because of his family, he had grown up seeing countless young ladies of noble houses, all of whom seemed affected and pretentious; how could they compare to the fresh and refined nature of this little country girl before him?

In those clear, large eyes, there was no calculation, no flattery—only pure, unadulterated clarity.

And to think there were actually two such little girls?

The one with purple hair next to her looked adorable too, and she had short hair!

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

A guard nearby whispered a reminder.

"Shut up!"

Xu Sanshi snapped back to reality, his face flushing, but his eyes remained glued to Jiang Nannan and Chen Doudou, unable to look away.

He subconsciously tried to strike what he thought was his coolest pose, but he tripped over his own feet and nearly fell flat on his face.

He quickly steadied himself, shook his fan with feigned nonchalance, and walked toward Jiang Nannan and Chen Doudou with what he believed to be a dashing, debonair stride.

"Ahem!"

Xu Sanshi stopped in front of the two, struggling to suppress his racing heart. "Um... little sisters, what are your names? Which class are you in? How come I haven't seen you before?"

Jiang Nannan was startled by this suddenly appearing rich young master and instinctively shrank behind Chen Doudou, saying weakly, "Doudou, this person is so strange. Why does he keep staring at us?"

Chen Doudou frowned slightly and took half a step forward, shielding Jiang Nannan.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who had been observing from the shadows, finally saw a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

It's coming, it's finally coming.

This is the arrogance of the nobility!

This is oppression!

Doudou, quick!

Let him mock your background, let him humiliate your poverty, and then you explode with rage, using your power to teach this playboy a harsh lesson and make him kneel and beg for mercy!

Bibi Dong had already begun cheering for Chen Doudou in her heart.

However, Chen Doudou merely looked at Xu Sanshi calmly and spoke indifferently, "We are leaving, please move aside."

Xu Sanshi was stunned, then became even more energized.

He had never been treated so coldly by a girl.

He quickly stepped to the side but still blocked the path, grinning shamelessly, "Don't be in such a rush to leave, let's be friends. My name is Xu Sanshi. From now on, in this Qingfeng City, if anyone dares to bully you, just mention my name!"

"No need."

Upon hearing that name, Chen Doudou's tone turned cold in an instant.

Being rejected again, Xu Sanshi's expression soured somewhat.

After all, he was the young master of the Mysterious Underworld Sect, a person of noble status.

He had taken the initiative to curry favor with two commoners, and they actually dared to give him attitude?

He deliberately blocked their path, acting like a rogue, "Tell me your names, and I'll let you go."

"Are you sure?"

Chen Doudou's eyes darkened.

"And what if I am?"

Xu Sanshi lifted his chin with immense arrogance, his "dead pig doesn't fear boiling water" attitude making his intentions clear.

Jiang Nannan hurriedly tugged at Chen Doudou's sleeve, saying timidly, "Doudou, why don't we just tell him our names? I heard people around here saying his family seems to have a lot of influence."

Chen Doudou remained unhurried, "No need. I want to see what he can actually do to me."

No matter how much influence he had, could it be greater than his own family's?

As the words fell, he launched an attack with zero-frame startup.

He raised his hand and smashed a fist directly into Xu Sanshi's eye.

Xu Sanshi clutched his eye in pain, "Ouch! You... you actually dared to ambush me!"

He immediately shouted, "Mysterious Underworld Turtle, Martial Soul Possession—"

"Do you think I'll give you the chance?"

Before he could complete his Martial Soul Possession, Chen Doudou struck again.

His fists rained down like a storm.

Bolstered by Chen Doudou's powerful physique, even a defense-type soul master like Xu Sanshi couldn't withstand the onslaught.

In no time at all, he was beaten black and blue, scurrying away while shielding his head.

The guard nearby saw his expression change instantly and was just about to act.

A voice as cold as frost suddenly rang out in his ear, "If you don't want to die, don't move!"

In an instant, the guard felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he didn't dare to move a muscle.