Blocking the Door at Midnight! First Direct Confrontation with the Thunder Law Prodigy!

Ten minutes later.

A flurry of heavy footsteps echoed outside Dorm 302.

The commotion was so loud.

It startled the students in the other dorms on this floor.

Students stepped out of their rooms one after another.

They looked toward the hallway.

"Holy crap, it's so late, why are there so many people out here?"

"Is that the top genius of the Genius Class, Lin Yun?"

"Lin Yun? Why is he here? And he's got a whole crowd behind him—who are these people?"

"I recognize them, they're all Lin Yun's lackeys. Some from the Genius Class, some from the Elite Class."

"Good heavens, what a massive display!"

"Who offended Lin Yun? To make him bring so many people here this late at night!"

"It must be Dorm 302, right?"

"You mean the dorm of that trash Martialist, Ye Xiao?"

"It has to be."

"..."

The noise in the hallway was deafening.

It also disturbed Ye Xiao and Fatty Wang.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Just then.

A rapid, aggressive knocking erupted at their dorm door.

"Wang Hou! Get your ass out here!"

"Don't play dead! If you don't come out today, I'll tear your door off!"

The one shouting was none other than Lin Yun's lackey, Zhao Lei.

Before Fatty Wang could even go to open the door.

The next second.

Zhao Lei smashed the door open with a single punch!

"Boom—!"

The door slammed against the wall with a thunderous crash.

The sound was so loud that the entire hallway hummed with the vibration.

The whole floor shook.

Movement began in the hallway.

Heads poked out from door cracks, bleary-eyed and looking out.

Someone cursed, "What are you making noise for in the middle of the night?" but swallowed the insult the moment they saw who was standing in the hall.

Over a dozen people stood in the corridor.

They weren't ordinary students.

They were boys from the Genius Class and the Elite Class.

Each of them wore training gear, their expressions menacing.

Some carried weapons, others had spiritual energy surging around them, like a pack of wolves standing at the gate of a sheepfold.

Lin Yun stood at the very back, leaning against the hallway wall with his hands in his pockets and a smirk on his lips.

He didn't say a word.

And he didn't need to.

His mere presence was enough to make the entire floor fall silent.

There was no sound in the dorm.

There was no sound in the hallway either.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see how this drama would unfold.

"Wang Hou! Are you fucking deaf? I told you to open the door and you didn't? You don't want to give me face?"

"Then don't blame us for coming in ourselves!"

As Zhao Lei stepped over the fallen door.

The group behind him swarmed in, packing Dorm 302 so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out.

Ye Xiao sat at his desk, reading the Law-Breaking Fist that Su Muyun had lent him.

He did not even look up. "What do you want?"

Zhao Lei laughed.

He recalled that afternoon in the cafeteria, the scene where he and Sun Hao had clashed with Ye Xiao.

That moment had caused him and Sun Hao to lose all face.

They had been forced to clean the entire cafeteria.

Every student had stared at them with strange, mocking eyes.

Now.

The tables had turned!

This time, their boss Lin Yun had come along with them.

With a backer to support them, their spines were straight as steel!

"What do we want?"

"We're here to deal with Wang Hou, obviously!"

"This fat pig dared to spout insults about our big brother on the School Forum; he's practically begging for death!"

"Ye Xiao, this has nothing to do with you. We're here to take revenge on Wang Hou."

"Just keep reading your book!"

Zhao Lei's tone was incredibly aggressive, thick with the scent of gunpowder.

What he said seemed unrelated to Ye Xiao on the surface.

But it was an implicit acknowledgment that Wang Hou was Ye Xiao's lackey.

Therefore, bullying Wang Hou right in front of Ye Xiao was a direct slap to Ye Xiao's face.

"Wang Hou, get over here!"

"Kneel on the ground and apologize to our boss! Do you understand?"

He pointed at Wang Hou, who was standing next to Ye Xiao.

Wang Hou's gaze was firm, showing no trace of fear.

"I won't kneel!"

Zhao Lei's expression shifted.

He had not expected this coward from the Ordinary Class to be so stubborn.

He clearly remembered.

This fat guy used to be timid and weak-willed.

How had he suddenly become so tough?

He turned his head to glance at Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was still leaning against the wall, wearing that same smile.

He didn't speak, merely giving a slight nod.

Zhao Lei understood.

He turned back to the dozen or so people behind him. "Brothers, if he won't kneel, then we'll help him down."

"Right!"

The dozen men took a step forward.

The air in the hallway felt as if it had been sucked dry.

No one dared to make a sound. No one dared to move.

Everyone knew what was about to happen—a student from the Ordinary Class being pinned to the ground by a dozen people from the Genius Class and Elite Class, forced to kneel and be slapped. No one would intervene; no one dared to intervene.

Because this was the rule:

The strong are always in the right, and the weak only deserve to be beaten!

Wang Hou was clearly nervous, his body trembling slightly; this was his first time encountering such a situation.

But he did not run. He simply stood there, like a nail driven into the floor.

Zhao Lei raised his hand. "Give him—"

"Wait a moment."

The voice was not loud, but everyone heard it.

They saw Ye Xiao slowly close the Law-Breaking Fist, place the book on the shelf, and rise to his feet, stretching his wrists.

Every pair of eyes followed Ye Xiao's every movement.

"What is the reason? That brought you here to find Wang Hou?" Ye Xiao asked calmly.

Zhao Lei was brimming with rage.

"Because this damn Fatty Wang insulted our boss Lin Yun thousands of times on the School Forum!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go online and check right now; the witnesses and evidence are all there!"

Ye Xiao looked at Fatty Wang calmly.

"Fatty, is this true?"

Fatty Wang immediately said, "Brother Xiao, it's because Lin Yun insulted you first."

The group opposite them froze.

Ye Xiao asked again, "Oh? And what did Lin Yun say about me?"

Fatty Wang hesitated.

Ye Xiao said again, "Don't worry about me, just repeat Lin Yun's original words."

Fatty Wang took out his phone and found Lin Yun's original post.

[17th Floor]: Ye Xiao is trash! Martialist is also a trash class!

Then he read it aloud.

"Ye Xiao is trash! Martialist is also a trash class!"

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.

Lin Yun, who was standing in the hallway with his hands in his pockets against the wall, heard it too.

The smile on his face faded bit by bit.

After hearing it, Ye Xiao smiled in turn.

"Oh, I see. Lin Yun insulted me first, Wang Hou stood up for me, and now you've come to retaliate against him—is that the logic here?"

Although Ye Xiao's tone was light, it struck everyone present like a sharp blade.

Zhao Lei's mouth twitched, his brain racing to find a retort, but he was suddenly left speechless.

Just as they were locked in a silent standoff, a sound came from the hallway outside.

Lin Yun did not move.

He remained leaning against the wall with that same smile.

But his eyes had changed—they were no longer the eyes of a spectator, but those of a hunter spotting his prey.

"Ye Xiao," he called out, as if addressing an old acquaintance, "are you sure you want to get involved in this?"

Ye Xiao looked at him, "He is my friend, and my only friend."

Lin Yun laughed, "A friend? You call a piece of trash from an Ordinary Class your friend?"

He straightened his body and began to walk over slowly.

Every step was measured, yet each one made the air in the dormitory feel heavier.

"That's right, you're trash, and he's trash too."

"Trash is naturally meant to pair up with trash!"