Tang San: Steal My Big Brother, and You Have Courted Death!

The registration process at the Academic Affairs Office went smoothly.

Lin Chuan collected his uniform and asked for the location of the work-study students' Dorm Seven.

Before he even reached Dorm Seven's door, he heard a burst of commotion inside.

Bang!

A figure flew backward and crashed heavily at Lin Chuan's feet.

It was an older work-study student named Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng clutched his chest and glared resentfully into the room.

In the middle of Dorm Seven, a youth dressed in luxurious brocade stood with one foot on a table.

Two lackeys stood behind him, clearly noble-born as well.

He pointed arrogantly at the circle of work-study students around him.

"Listen up! My name is Liu Long, and I serve Boss Xiao!"

The brocade-clad youth, Liu Long, wore a domineering expression.

"I heard there's a genius with Innate Full Soul Power among this year's work-study students?"

"Tell him to get his ass out here!"

"Boss Xiao said that whether you're a genius or not, once you come to Notting Academy, dragons must coil and tigers must lie low!"

The work-study students around them were furious but dared not speak.

Most of them came from poor families, and their martial souls were weak.

How could they dare provoke these young nobles from the city?

Lin Chuan lowered his head and looked at Wang Sheng by his feet.

Then he looked at the utterly arrogant Liu Long inside, his brow faintly furrowing.

It was not that he wanted to play the hero.

The main problem was that Dorm Seven's conditions were far too terrible.

There was one large communal bed and ragged bedding.

Now these people had made an even bigger mess of the place.

"Hey."

Lin Chuan stepped over the threshold and spoke indifferently.

Liu Long turned around and sized Lin Chuan up.

Seeing him in the work-study uniform he had just collected, Liu Long immediately sneered.

"Well, another one here to die? Are you that so-called Innate Full Soul Power genius?"

Lin Chuan nodded calmly.

"I am."

"Can you get down from the table? You dirtied it, and my little brother will have to clean it later."

Liu Long looked as if he had heard a joke.

"Huh?"

"Your little brother? Do you even know who you're talking to? I think you're—"

Before he could finish, Liu Long suddenly felt his vision blur.

Lin Chuan did not summon his martial soul, nor did he even raise a hand.

He merely narrowed his eyes slightly.

At that instant.

He stirred a trace of the aura of the sleeping Clear Sky Divine Sword.

But to Liu Long, the surrounding air instantly froze solid.

The handsome youth before him.

Seemed to transform, in an instant, into a peerless unsheathed sword.

Its sharp edge pointed straight at his brow!

The sensation was as though, if he dared move again, his head would immediately leave his shoulders.

The terror of death engulfed his entire body in an instant.

"Ahhh!!"

Liu Long screamed.

His legs gave out.

He rolled straight off the table.

With a thud, he dropped to his knees.

No one saw what had happened.

They only felt a terrifying aura flash across Lin Chuan's body.

Then the arrogant Liu Long was kneeling.

Lin Chuan said blandly, "Can we talk properly now?"

"Yes! Boss! You're the boss!"

Liu Long was the sort who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Not only was he cowardly, but he also knew how to read the situation.

"I failed to recognize greatness! From today onward, you're the boss of Dorm Seven! You're my boss too!"

Lin Chuan was stunned. At such a young age, this kid had switched sides incredibly fast.

Wasn't he supposed to run to Boss Xiao for help?

Then Lin Chuan could slap him in the face again!

Lin Chuan curled his lip.

He had no interest in being the boss.

He pointed at an empty bed.

"I didn't bring bedding."

Liu Long immediately scrambled to his feet.

"Don't worry, Boss! I'll go buy some right away!"

"No, I have a brand-new set of silk bedding that I just brought from home. I'll get it for you right now!"

"And toiletries too—I'll take care of everything!"

Watching Liu Long scamper away eagerly.

Wang Sheng, who had just been beaten up, was dumbfounded.

He struggled to his feet, his gaze toward Lin Chuan filled with reverence.

"Um... Boss, thank you for saving me."

"From now on, I'll follow you. I'll serve you tea and pour your water!"

Wang Sheng could not wait to hand over the position of boss.

As long as the boss was not a noble student!

At this moment, Tang San, who had finished his registration, entered with a bundle on his back.

The moment he entered, he saw Lin Chuan sitting in the only intact chair in Dorm Seven.

The Liu Long who had been so arrogant just moments ago.

Was now smiling ingratiatingly as he made Lin Chuan's bed.

And he was using fine silk bedding, at that.

Wang Sheng was helping at the side.

Tang San froze for a moment.

"Big Brother?"

"What is this...?"

Lin Chuan pointed to the freshly made bed beside him.

"Xiao San, you're back."

"Our enthusiastic classmate Liu Long gave us this. You sleep in that bed."

The moment Liu Long saw Tang San, he hurried over.

"Oh, so you're Brother San? I'm Little Long!"

"If there's any dirty or tiring work in the future, just give me the order!"

Tang San frowned, instinctively disliking such a sycophant.

More importantly, this guy had actually stolen his job!

He had already courted death!

Brother Lin Chuan only needed one little brother by his side!

How could he have a lackey like this?

He said coldly, "No need. I have hands."

Liu Long had run into a wall, but he was not embarrassed. He turned and continued flattering Lin Chuan.

Wang Sheng was also extremely respectful.

Tang San watched this scene, but inwardly he was deeply surprised.

How long had Brother Lin Chuan been here? He had already subdued the older students here?

Judging from that man's appearance, he had clearly been completely won over.

Although Big Brother appeared lazy and casual on the surface, his skill in handling people was already masterful!

He was laying the foundation for the two brothers to establish themselves at the academy!

With these noble students acting as informants and errand runners, how much trouble could they save?

Big Brother truly was Big Brother—far-sighted and deeply calculating!

Tang San silently walked over to Lin Chuan.

Without drawing attention to himself, he squeezed Wang Sheng and Liu Long aside and picked up the kettle.

"Big Brother, have some water."

As his little brother, how could he let outsiders steal this sort of work serving Big Brother?

This was how he showed his respect!

Just as Dorm Seven was filled with harmony, a crisp voice suddenly came from the doorway.

"Excuse me, is this Dorm Seven?"

Everyone turned around and saw a pretty little girl standing in the doorway.

She wore a pink school uniform and had two rabbit-ear ornaments on her head.

Her large eyes blinked adorably, making her look utterly cute.

It was Xiao Wu.

"Are you a new work-study student?"

Wang Sheng's eyes lit up.

Xiao Wu skipped into the room, put her hands on her hips, and looked around.

"My name is Xiao Wu. Wu as in dancing."

"I heard the rule here is that whoever is strongest becomes the boss?"

"Who is the current boss? I want to fight him!"

Everyone's gaze turned in unison toward Lin Chuan, who was drinking tea.

Lin Chuan set down his teacup and looked at this hundred-thousand-year-old Rogue Rabbit, amused.

Fight?

Too tiring. He had no time.

Lin Chuan said lazily.

"I'm the boss."

"But I don't fight women. You want to be the boss? You can have it."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. She had not expected it to be so easy.

"Really?"

"Then that's too boring! No, it only counts if we fight!"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu tapped the floor with her toes, her body shooting forward like lightning.

She charged straight at Lin Chuan.

Her long scorpion braid whipped through the air, aiming directly for Lin Chuan's neck.

"How dare you!"

A low shout rang out.

Before Xiao Wu could come within ten feet of Lin Chuan.

A figure flashed in front of Lin Chuan like a ghost.

It was Tang San.