Ambiguous Gu Yue and Na'er?!

Chen Ye turned back calmly, a smile on his face, just as he was about to speak to the three of them.

The girl with long brown hair curled her lip in disdain. "Get lost if you don't want a beating."

"I'm here for Tang Wulin, it has nothing to do with you. If you dare to block my path again, don't blame me for being impolite."

The girl's tone was impatient, and Chen Ye swept his gaze over her.

The reason Chen Ye had been so easygoing wasn't because he was afraid of her.

It was because he had already guessed her identity; she had to be Mu Xi, the daughter of the Saint Craftsman, Mu Chen.

He didn't have any particular fondness for Mu Xi, but he didn't harbor any ill will either.

The girl wasn't bad at heart; she was just a spoiled, willful young lady.

It was a pity that he had gone out of his way to treat her with a conciliatory attitude, only to be met with such a reaction.

Thinking of this, Chen Ye nodded calmly, let out a soft "Oh," and took a step forward.

He moved with composure, reaching out to grab the hands of two of the men, one on each side.

With a sharp tug of his arms, the sound of dislocating joints echoed, and the two boys beside him let out miserable screams.

Before the third boy could react, Chen Ye lifted his leg and kicked him squarely in the chest.

At the same time, he released his grip, and the other two boys were shoved to the ground.

Of the three, one lay on the ground clutching his chest, while the other two wailed, holding their dislocated arms.

Seeing Chen Ye take down the three of them so cleanly and efficiently, a look of disbelief crossed Mu Xi's face.

But before Mu Xi could speak, Chen Ye was already standing before her.

The boy's fair fingers grabbed Mu Xi's arm, and to her utter astonishment, he executed a perfect shoulder throw.

It wasn't until she felt the sharp pain in her backside that Mu Xi realized she had been thrown to the ground.

"Do you know who my father is? How dare you treat me like this? Do you think I won't have my father come and beat you up?"

Mu Xi's tone was filled with fury, and physiological tears even welled up in her eyes—the result of pure pain.

Chen Ye remained calm as he looked at her. Since she wouldn't listen when he tried to speak nicely, he would just have to teach her a lesson.

"I don't know who your father is, but you can tell him when you get back that my teacher is Leng Yaozhu."

"You can ask your father if he recognizes that name."

"What if he does? Even if he does, he'll still avenge me!"

Mu Xi glared at Chen Ye, gritting her teeth in anger.

Chen Ye wasn't annoyed; he simply nodded calmly.

"If your father knows her, he would never bring you here to seek revenge. If he doesn't know her, then you'd better prepare for bad luck when you try to get revenge."

As he spoke, Chen Ye reached out and patted the girl on the head.

Feeling her head being patted by a boy several years younger than her, and with such an intimate gesture, Mu Xi's face turned bright red in an instant.

She wanted to reach out and strike Chen Ye, but looking at the boy, she felt a flicker of fear.

Mu Xi wasn't a fool. As the daughter of an eighth-rank Saint Craftsman, even though her father doted on her, she understood certain things.

The three people she had brought with her were not weak; they were all three-ring soul masters.

Yet, they hadn't even been able to react before being taken down.

The boy in front of her, who was several years her junior and in the same class as her "cheap" junior brother, was clearly no simple character.

Furthermore, those in the higher grades like Mu Xi had vaguely heard of the so-called Grade One Class Zero.

After all, Grade One Class Zero was quite the hot topic at East Sea Academy.

Especially the most terrifying genius in Grade One Class Zero, the one with white hair—that was no secret.

"Alright, go back and find your father."

"If your father wants to find my teacher, tell him to go ahead. He should know where she is."

Chen Ye finished speaking and, without lingering, pulled Tang Wulin away.

Tang Wulin glanced at his "cheap" senior sister, but in the end, he said nothing.

In truth, this situation had occurred in the original timeline, though it usually happened after Tang Wulin first met Mu Chen and received his praise.

Chen Ye hadn't considered whether this plot point would change. He had assumed Mu Xi had already been warned off by Xie Xie, but it turned out he had run into it himself.

Chen Ye glanced at Tang Wulin, a look of gloom on his face.

Having just been berated by that old man Old Tang, only to run into this kind of bad luck—how could Chen Ye possibly be in a good mood?

Seeing Chen Ye's expression, a rare look of guilt appeared on Tang Wulin's face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Chen Ye. It's my fault. She's my senior sister; she's probably just jealous that the teacher likes me more."

"That's why she's like this. We'll most likely have to head to the office in a bit."

Tang Wulin said with a wry smile, but Chen Ye just rolled his eyes at him.

Ten minutes later, the two of them walked out.

Mu Xi stood to the side with her arms crossed, her face etched with anger, yet after casting a glance at Chen Ye, she ultimately said nothing.

Had it been anyone else, Mu Xi would have certainly lashed out with harsh words, but she knew better than to provoke a guy like Chen Ye who lacked any sense of chivalry; after all, she was afraid of getting beaten up.

"Wulin, do you like Mu Xi?"

On the forest path, Chen Ye's question came out of nowhere.

Tang Wulin turned his head to look at his Brother Chen, not quite understanding what he meant.

When he heard the word "like," the first person who came to mind wasn't Mu Xi, but that girl with the plain appearance.

Although she wasn't as pretty as Na'er, she held an inexplicable attraction for him.

Thinking of Gu Yue, Tang Wulin silently glanced at Chen Ye again. He knew that Gu Yue and his Brother Chen seemed to have a very close relationship, so he stood there in silence, saying nothing.

Watching the silent Tang Wulin, Chen Ye chuckled; he had already heard everything the boy was thinking.

He didn't pursue the topic further, instead waving his hand at Tang Wulin and bluntly saying, "You two can get lost together. Neither of you is any good."

Chen Ye's words were abrupt and left Tang Wulin feeling bewildered, but remembering that Chen Ye had helped him today, he simply gave a soft "Oh."

As Tang Wulin walked away, Chen Ye stood in place, gently stroking his chin with his left hand, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"They haven't even interacted much, so why does he have such a high level of interest in Gu Yue, or even feelings for her? I really don't get it."

"Right, what did Gu Yue and the others go off to do? I was too busy chatting with Tang Wulin earlier to check."

Chen Ye muttered to himself where he stood, then his eyes flickered slightly, and his entire body dissolved into bubbles, vanishing from the spot.

In a dimly lit room outside the school, the sound of two girls panting could be heard.

On the large bed in the room, one girl sat while the other was straddling her.

The girl on top had pinned the other girl's hands down, trapping her firmly in place.

Chen Ye, who had suddenly appeared, was startled by the sight.

He peered through the darkness with his pale golden eyes, only then realizing that Na'er was currently straddling Gu Yue.

The posture of the two girls at this moment was, to say the least, extremely ambiguous.