They Made a Mistake, So They Must Apologize!

Of course, Leng Yaozhu likely wouldn't be back for a while; after all, Gu Yue wasn't arriving until after the semester started.

Thinking of this, Chen Ye let out a yawn, lying on his bed feeling rather bored.

"This vacation went by so fast. In the blink of an eye, school is starting again. Wasn't it supposed to be a two-month break?" Chen Ye's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

Once he had his admission notice and recommendation letter in hand, he would be heading straight to East Sea Academy.

Although the prospect of seeing Tang Wulin and Xie Xie soon excited him, that excitement couldn't compare to the prospect of school.

Early the next morning, the car slowly pulled away from the Spirit Pagoda, Chen Ye yawning in the backseat.

He hadn't slept well last night; he had spent the entire time playing a game he'd conjured out of thin air, though fortunately, he could simply erase his own negative status effects.

As he twisted reality and altered the rules, his previously weary expression instantly returned to its peak state.

Looking at the academy, which was several times larger than the primary school, a trace of curiosity appeared on Chen Ye's face.

He didn't let the driver follow him inside, instead taking his recommendation letter and admission notice and walking straight to the gates of East Sea Academy.

Observing the massive entrance and the guards standing nearby, Chen Ye strolled inside.

Intermediate academies, like primary schools, fell under the category of compulsory education and did not charge tuition.

However, East Sea Academy was somewhat special; it was divided into an intermediate division and an advanced division.

The intermediate division was part of compulsory education, but the advanced division was not.

Naturally, 60% of the campus belonged to the intermediate division, while only about 30% belonged to the advanced division.

Chen Ye scanned his surroundings.

The ground here was paved entirely with red bricks.

Trees and bushes were planted on the sides, and at a glance, the most eye-catching feature was a massive arena.

Looking at the giant arena, he thought of the class challenge matches that would take place later.

The mere thought of Tang Wulin and Xie Xie defeating a crowd of strong enemies only to reach him, just to be defeated in turn, made him feel it would be quite interesting.

While he pondered, his pace remained steady as he headed quickly toward the administrative office.

There were actually seniors at the gate, and normally, one would be led by them to the office to collect supplies.

However, Chen Ye was bored and decided to wander the campus himself before going to pick up his things.

Of course, he regretted it the moment he walked out of the office; looking at the two sets of dark blue uniforms in his hands, Chen Ye's mouth twitched.

These clothes were shockingly ugly, but even so, he clutched the two sets and headed to the boys' dormitory with his key.

Dropping the key in his hand, Chen Ye let out a bored yawn.

As a student of Class One, he was naturally assigned to the dormitory belonging to that class.

As Chen Ye walked up to the second floor and looked at the "206" tag in his hand, he didn't go to open his door first, but instead headed toward 205 with interest.

It was worth noting that this assignment was actually quite absurd.

As students of Class One, their dormitory was adjacent to the Class Five dormitory—one was 205, the other 206.

Of course, it didn't matter to Chen Ye, as he already had a great deal of curiosity about Tang Wulin himself.

However, just as he reached the door, a shout rang out from within.

"What are you doing!" It was a male voice, filled with anger.

Chen Ye's figure blurred for an instant, but for only a second, he raised his hand and pulled the dormitory door open.

The moment Chen Ye stepped inside, a loud boom echoed in his ears.

He saw a boy with delicate features, looking like a porcelain doll, throw someone to the ground with a shoulder toss.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over the people in the room with interest.

Zhou Changxi was lying on the ground, already unconscious, while Xie Xie clutched his head, his face twisted in pain.

Aside from the porcelain-doll-like Tang Wulin, there was another short boy hiding in the corner.

Seeing Chen Ye, the boy was clearly stunned.

But before he could speak, Chen Ye pointed a finger at him, then ignored him entirely and walked inside.

Seeing Chen Ye, Tang Wulin was visibly startled, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

But before he could speak, a pair of pale golden eyes looked at him with calm indifference.

Tang Wulin's body suddenly froze, his gaze beginning to grow dull.

Deep within his body, in the most hidden place, a flicker of divine consciousness began to quietly awaken.

Behind Chen Ye, the Dragon of Imagination martial soul emerged silently, his gaze fixed on Tang Wulin, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity.

"What a pity. If I had reached the third ring and possessed the 'Mind Control' ability, I could have influenced you directly."

"A God King, is it? A ten-thousand-year grand plan, is it? Finally, things are getting interesting."

Chen Ye's gaze was fixed on Tang Wulin, but in essence, he was looking at the well-hidden divine consciousness within him.

Feeling Chen Ye's gaze, that divine consciousness trembled slightly; it did not understand how it had been discovered.

Chen Ye, however, had no intention of making a move.

At present, Tang Wulin had not even unlocked his first seal, so Tang San's consciousness naturally would not fully awaken.

Under these circumstances, there was a limit to what he could do, though Tang San's divine sense was certainly useful to him.

After all, he possessed the Dragon of Imagination martial soul; once Tang San's divine sense fell into his hands, the more he could retain, the greater the influence he could exert over Tang San.

He might even be able to use this remnant of divine sense to conjure a complete Tang San out of thin air.

Whether it was his divine position, style, or personality, everything could be exactly the same or entirely different, depending solely on Chen Ye's whims.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed across Chen Ye's face as he looked at the doll-like Tang Wulin before him.

With a gentle tap of his finger, the confusion in Tang Wulin's eyes vanished instantly.

Meanwhile, the others continued to clutch their heads, letting out pained groans.

"Who are you? Are, are you going to bully me too?" Tang Wulin looked at Chen Ye, pursing his lips with an expression of anger.

He gazed at the handsome youth before him, whose appearance was in no way inferior to his own, and a tide of grievance welled up on his face.

Chen Ye glanced at him and reached out to pat his head. "There, there. It's all their fault; I shall see justice done for you."

"How about I make them apologize to you personally and compensate you for your losses?" A faint smile played on Chen Ye's lips.

Hearing his words, Tang Wulin unconsciously calmed down.

As Chen Ye's gaze swept over the group, they stood up instinctively.

They looked at Tang Wulin with a dazed expression, then bowed their heads to apologize: "I'm sorry, we were wrong. We shouldn't have bullied you; it was our fault."

Zhou Changxi clutched his head; though he did not know why he had been forced awake from his stupor, his face was filled with guilt.

Beside him, Xie Xie looked at Tang Wulin, and a sense of inexplicable guilt welled up within him as well. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stepped on that little flower. I was wrong too!"

Listening to their sincere apologies, Tang Wulin's face was filled with bewilderment.

He instinctively glanced at Chen Ye, then looked uncertainly at Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi, unable to understand why these two guys had suddenly apologized to him.