Gu Yue: Only I Can Protect My Wife

The cafeteria went silent for a full three seconds.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene.

Gu Yue flicked her hand.

A few beads of blood slid off her fingertips, the movement as casual as shaking off water.

"Challenging an auxiliary type to a duel."

A mocking curve tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"You really have the nerve to say that."

She lowered her eyes to look at the unconscious Wei Xiaofeng on the ground.

The look in her eyes was as if she were staring at a pile of trash.

If not for the fear of exposing her identity—

She truly wanted to kill this damned human right then and there.

"What... what is going on?"

The two people behind Wei Xiaofeng, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi, finally snapped back to reality.

The color drained completely from their faces.

Zhang Yangzi instinctively wanted to step forward.

But the moment his foot moved half a step, he was pinned in place by a single glance from Gu Yue.

The instant those purple eyes swept over him, a chill ran down his spine.

He silently retracted his foot.

Wang Jinxi didn't even dare to move.

A layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

So fast.

Too fast.

This was not a speed that a piece of trash from Class Five should possess.

Who on earth... was this person?

He swallowed hard, his voice stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

The two of them just stood there.

They watched their companion lying in a pool of blood, yet they didn't even have the courage to make a move.

The punishment for fighting in private was severe.

Besides... they couldn't win.

"Move aside, move aside!"

Rapid footsteps approached from outside the crowd.

Long Hengxu walked over quickly, followed by two duty teachers.

He glanced at the bloodied Wei Xiaofeng on the ground.

Then he raised his eyes to look at Gu Yue.

Finally, he cast his gaze toward Lin An in the center of the crowd.

The two locked eyes for a fleeting moment.

Long Hengxu nodded calmly.

Then, his expression turned abruptly grim.

He turned to look at Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi.

"You two—"

He pointed a finger, his tone as cold as ice.

"Come with me to the disciplinary office. And him."

He pointed again at the unconscious Wei Xiaofeng on the ground.

Zhang Yangzi's face went pale as he hurriedly defended himself, "Director, this has nothing to do with us! It was that girl—"

"Shut up!"

Long Hengxu cut him off sharply, giving him no chance to speak.

"Gathering to provoke others, bullying freshmen, and causing a scene by throwing soup—"

He paused, a cold sneer tugging at his lips.

"You've got some nerve. Let's go."

Two duty teachers stepped forward to hoist Wei Xiaofeng up.

Flanking Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi on the left and right, they followed behind Long Hengxu as they walked out of the cafeteria.

They didn't even ask a single question.

It was a blatant display of favoritism.

The students in the cafeteria looked at one another in dismay.

A single thought surfaced in all of their minds simultaneously—

This newcomer was truly someone not to be trifled with.

The noisy chatter gradually died down.

The onlookers withdrew their gazes one after another, lowering their heads to continue eating the food on their plates.

Lin An had not moved from start to finish.

He sat in his original seat, chopsticks pinched in his hand.

He looked down at the Black Phoenix Wing in his bowl.

The broth had already gone cold, the oil congealing into a thin, translucent film.

He poked at it twice, pushed the phoenix wing to the side, then pushed it back.

Then, he set his chopsticks down.

He had no appetite left.

Gu Yue returned from the restroom, the blood on her hands already washed away.

She didn't even glance at the people being dragged away, sitting down directly beside Lin An.

She picked up her portion of Ba Serpent Bone Soup and began to gulp it down.

After a few sips, she sensed the movement beside her and turned her head.

Lin An had only eaten a few bites; the food on the table was almost untouched.

Her movements paused.

She set down her soup bowl, picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling from her plate, and carefully placed it into Lin An's bowl.

"An'an, it's alright."

Her voice was very soft.

She leaned in close, her silver hair nearly brushing against Lin An's shoulder.

"So what if you're a support-type? I'll protect you in the future."

When she said this, her tone was as certain as if she were stating a fact.

Lin An looked at the extra shrimp dumpling in his bowl and remained silent for a moment.

Then he spoke, his voice very calm.

"He wasn't wrong."

"Support-types really are trash."

"They can only rely on others; no matter how much they cultivate, they can never control their own destiny."

Gu Yue's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

Her throat felt as if it were blocked by something.

She wanted to say something, but not a single word could come out.

Tang Wulin had originally been buried in his food, eating voraciously.

Upon hearing this, the speed of his chewing slowed down.

The piece of steak in his mouth remained unswallowed even after chewing for a long time.

Xie Xie set down the chicken leg in his hand and turned his head away.

His lips were pressed into a thin line.

The dining table grew quiet, save for the sound of chewing.

It was heavy, pressing down on everyone's heart.

Lin An, however, did not look at them.

He tilted his head, his gaze landing above Gu Yue's head.

There, a line of text only he could see was floating.

[Dragon God Bloodline: Silver Lv1]

Following it was a mission description, as clear as if it were carved into his brain—

Must fully collect the data on Gu Yue and work with her to forge a set of Battle Armor best suited for her. The Battle Armor must exceed the one-word level and receive her recognition.

Lin An's breathing hitched slightly.

Almost the instant he saw the conditions, countless formulas, blueprints, and forging plans surged and churned through his mind.

The intersection and balance of the Seven Element Crystals, the inscription paths for the core magic array, and the modular structure reserved for future upgrades.

Every link interlocked, automatically piecing itself together in his mind.

But it still wasn't enough.

To craft the Battle Armor best suited for Gu Yue, theoretical deduction alone would not suffice.

The primary materials—Magic Silver, Star Crystal, Void Jade, Seven Element Crystal...

He might even have to pluck scales from this silly dragon.

Lin An's gaze lingered on Gu Yue for a moment, deep in thought.

Gu Yue felt completely uneasy under his stare.

What is An-an looking at?

Looking so seriously... so intently...

She glanced down at her own greasy mouth and wiped it quietly.

Yet, her face flushed red uncontrollably.

Could it be... could it be that my bloodline has finally kicked in?

Or did the hero saving the beauty earlier finally capture my wife's heart?

Staring at me like that...

Gu Yue's ears burned fiercely.

She stirred her chopsticks around in her bowl, unable to sit still, fidgeting.

Her heart hammered at an unbelievable speed.

Could it be that my wife has finally remembered?

Remembered those loving times from our past life?

She stole a glance at Lin An, then quickly lowered her lashes.

The blush on her face spread like spilled rouge, burning brighter and brighter.

Her mind was already uncontrollably conjuring an image...

Little dragons running all over the floor, the Dragon Queen holding her and calling her husband, a family reunited in blissful harmony...

"Hehe..."

Gu Yue let out a silly giggle without realizing it.

Tang Wulin looked up from his bowl, his mouth stuffed with half a piece of meat, and asked vaguely, "What are you laughing at?"

Gu Yue's smile vanished instantly.

She shot him a cold glare.

"Eat your food."

Tang Wulin choked slightly, lowered his head in silence, and continued stuffing his face.

He was eating out of spite.

His stomach felt like it was about to burst, yet his chopsticks kept moving.

Any single dish on this table was worth a year of his living expenses.

Every bite was a profit; he would eat until he dropped.

Gritting his teeth, he forced a piece of Red Flame Python steak into his mouth.

He chewed with bulging cheeks, his eyes burning with a tragic, heroic fighting spirit.