Quite Charming?

Soon.

Ye Xiao and Lin Yun's three lackeys were taken aside.

The three lackeys, their faces bruised and swollen, looked at the cafeteria manager standing before them.

"Hello, Director Sun."

Clearly, the three knew him.

But Ye Xiao was meeting the middle-aged man for the first time.

The cafeteria manager, Sun Qingsong, was an Eighth Realm expert of unfathomable strength.

Yet he held no teaching position at the school.

Instead, he was in charge of managing the cafeteria.

This had left many people rather curious.

With strength like his, he could have been a school leader.

But instead, he was stuck in the cafeteria, holding some minor post.

Wasn't that a terrible waste of his talents?

But Sun Qingsong seemed to have no complaints about it.

Sun Qingsong looked over the four people before him and asked,

"Which of you started it?"

Ye Xiao pointed at the three.

"They did."

The three, already beaten until their faces were bruised and swollen,

felt like they had swallowed coptis root: bitter, but with no way to complain.

"So the three of them attacked you alone?"

Sun Qingsong looked at Ye Xiao in surprise.

After all, Ye Xiao was completely unharmed.

Looking at them,

the three seemed more like the victims, didn't they?

Ye Xiao nodded. "They attacked first. I was acting in self-defense."

"If you don't believe me, Director Sun, there are witnesses and evidence here that can prove it."

Sun Qingsong's gaze fell on the three bruised and swollen men.

"You three. I honestly don't know what to say about you."

"You picked on one person as a group, and ended up getting beaten like this."

"What do you want to do now?"

The three bruised and swollen men stammered, still trying to say something.

But Sun Qingsong immediately glared at them.

"Ah! Haven't you embarrassed yourselves enough?"

"You still have the nerve to make demands?"

After being scolded, the three lowered their heads, utterly humiliated.

Sun Qingsong tamped down his anger.

"First, compensate the students who were affected by your fight for their losses."

"Second, pay for the tables and chairs you damaged in the cafeteria."

"Third, clean the entire cafeteria for me. All three floors!"

The three stared at him in shock.

"Director Sun, only this small section of the cafeteria got dirty. Do we have to clean the whole place?"

"This is, this is a bit too..."

Sun Qingsong asked coldly,

"What? You think my arrangement is too much?"

The presence of an Eighth Realm expert bore down on the young men, leaving them struggling to breathe.

Their faces went pale with fright.

"N-no problem. We'll clean up."

Sun Qingsong immediately barked, "Go do it now!"

The three nodded frantically, terrified. "Yes, yes!"

After the three ran off,

Sun Qingsong turned his gaze to Ye Xiao.

When he looked at Ye Xiao,

his expression softened noticeably, losing some of its sternness.

"You're one of this year's specially admitted students, right?"

Ye Xiao nodded.

Sun Qingsong's brow furrowed slightly. "I knew your father. He was an outstanding man."

"Like father, like son. I can see a bit of him in you."

"But the path of the Martialist is a hard one."

"After all, it's the weakest profession. You could train hard for ten years and still make less progress than someone in a powerful profession makes in a single year."

Ye Xiao nodded again.

"I'm prepared. Since my father could walk this path, so can I."

Sun Qingsong laughed heartily.

"Good! I admire you!"

Then,

Sun Qingsong changed the subject.

"But admiration is one thing. You caused damage to the cafeteria by fighting today, so you'll have to pay for it!"

Before Ye Xiao could nod,

Fatty Wang sprang out from the side.

He said with a cheerful smile, "Director Sun, I'll pay for the damage my roommate caused to the cafeteria!"

Sun Qingsong glanced sideways at Fatty Wang.

"You're rich?"

Fatty Wang scratched his head sheepishly.

"Not exactly rich."

"It's just that Ye Xiao's my good friend. If a problem can be solved with money, it's not really a problem."

Sun Qingsong snorted.

"So you are rich, then."

Fatty Wang grinned.

He didn't explain further, but his well-to-do background was still apparent.

But the next moment,

Sun Qingsong changed the subject.

"Who said I was making him pay money?"

"Did I say he had to pay money just now?"

"Huh?" Fatty Wang was stunned. "If he's not paying money, then what is he paying?"

Sun Qingsong spoke coldly.

"The cafeteria needs someone to wash dishes."

"Ye Xiao, wash one million plates for me, and your compensation will be settled!"

At that,

Ye Xiao and Fatty Wang were both stunned.

One million plates?

Was he kidding?

How long would that take?

But Sun Qingsong didn't look like he was joking at all.

Sun Qingsong added,

"I'm not asking you to wash plates around the clock. Just come wash them at lunchtime and in the evening."

"You'll be free once you've washed a million plates."

"I'll cover your meals. Eat as much as you like, whatever you like. But eat quickly, then get back to washing dishes. Understood?"

Sun Qingsong's domineering attitude left even Fatty Wang speechless.

Was there something wrong with this Director Sun's head?

Was he really going to use his position to target a student like this?

Fatty Wang wanted to argue his case.

"Director Sun, making Ye Xiao do this kind of punishment probably isn't appropriate..."

But before Fatty Wang could finish,

Ye Xiao had already agreed.

"Fine, Director Sun. I accept."

"I'll wash one million plates as compensation for the damage I caused today."

Now it was Fatty Wang's turn to stare in disbelief.

"Ye Xiao! Have you gone crazy too?"

"One million plates!"

"Are you planning to wash dishes in the cafeteria for the rest of your life?"

But no matter how much he tried to stop him,

Ye Xiao was determined to go through with it.

Fatty Wang wailed inwardly.

"Have I gone crazy, or has the whole world gone crazy?"

"How can anyone really agree to wash a million plates?!"

For the rest of the day,

the students in the cafeteria could see Lin Yun's three lackeys mopping and cleaning the whole place, sweating buckets.

The students who had been caught up in the fight were given replacement meals.

The damaged tables and chairs were temporarily cordoned off while they waited to be repaired.

As for Ye Xiao and Fatty Wang, after finishing their meal,

they went to the cafeteria's back kitchen with a group of older dishwashers.

Fatty Wang awkwardly put on a pair of gloves and started scrubbing greasy plates.

"Fatty, why don't you head back and rest? You still have class this afternoon."

"Washing the plates was my promise. It has nothing to do with you."

Ye Xiao said as he washed.

Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and scrubbed the plates with all his might.

He was washing with tremendous gusto.

"No worries! Ye Xiao, from now on, I'll call you Brother Xiao!"

"You've really impressed me today."

Ye Xiao asked curiously,

"Why?"

Fatty Wang said, "First, you dared to fight back and teach Lin Yun's lackeys a lesson in front of everyone. I admire you just for that."

"Second, you agreed to wash a million plates. We haven't known each other long, but from what I know of you, you'll definitely stick with it until you've washed every last one."

"Add that to everything that's happened over the past two days, and I think you're a really charming person. That's why I want to get to know you better!"

A helpless smile appeared on Ye Xiao's face.

"Am I really that charming?"

"I never thought I'd hear a man tell me I was charming for the first time in my life."

"I thought I'd hear those words from a girl who admired me."