Jianghu News Agency

On campus.

On the rooftop of a teaching building, three boys and one girl were sitting. They were cross-legged in a circle, with lunchboxes, drinks, and snacks scattered in front of them.

"Brother Fan, what should we do?"

The one speaking was a girl with a bowl cut. She was a bit plump and not very tall, not exactly pretty, but at most a little cute. She put down the chocolate cake she had taken a bite of and asked worriedly.

The one called Brother Fan was a boy. Ordinary looks, ordinary height, ordinary hairstyle. If one had to pick out a characteristic, it was that his features were somewhat delicate, giving him an extremely pure impression, as if he would blush from shyness if you teased him.

"Damn it all to hell."

Yet, this delicate boy, who looked like he might blush, was now eating heartily while cursing, "What rotten luck, how did I manage to provoke that mad dog."

"Brother Fan, why don't we find someone to talk to," suggested a boy with freckles.

"Yeah, let's ask Brother Xiao to mediate. We were the ones who notified him in time last time, saving him from trouble. He owes us a favor, and he's good friends with Ji Yu. If he puts in a word, maybe this can be sorted out," the bowl-cut girl quickly chimed in.

Yang Fan didn't respond to his companions' suggestions. He put down his lunchbox, his appetite gone.

He had gone to the back mountain for something right after school at noon and happened to see Yage and Lin Feng chatting. Noticing that their expressions were a bit off, he reacted instinctively, immediately possessed by his Demon Spirit and using the innate ability of his Sound-Seeking Beast, combined with verbal skills, he learned that they had broken up.

Such explosive news was not satisfying to keep to himself. In the spirit of "it's more fun to share," Yang Fan "accidentally" let it slip while chatting with his classmates.

In his opinion, this was just a piece of incredibly explosive gossip, not much different from the hundreds of other pieces of gossip he had spread throughout the year.

He could predict the sensation this gossip would cause, as the female lead this time was the most prominent.

Although he was enthusiastic about gossip, Yang Fan was also smart. He knew which people he couldn't afford to provoke.

He never provoked those who were more influential than him. In his view, Lin Feng and Yage did not fall into that category.

Although Lin Feng's strength was greater than his, he wasn't worried. As a classmate, based on his understanding of Lin Feng, even if Lin Feng was unhappy, he wouldn't lay a hand on him.

As for Yage, who had been dumped, although she had joined the Juxing Club and was on the fast track to success, she had only just joined. He would be graduating soon, and who would remember whom then? It wasn't like she'd hold a grudge for so long, it wasn't a deep-seated hatred.

But he had calculated everything except for the fact that he would provoke Ji Yu.

Yang Fan felt like he had stepped in something unpleasant.

Although he and Ji Yu weren't in the same class, they sometimes greeted each other when they met.

For several consecutive years, his father had even taken him to Ji Yu's house to pay New Year's respects. In his opinion, although he and Ji Yu weren't brothers, they were at least friends.

But he never expected that Ji Yu, who had nothing to do with this matter, would, out of jealousy, or perhaps not even jealousy, but simply to show off in front of Yage, had threatened to rip his mouth apart.

"It's no use. Even if Ah Xiao is willing to help, Ji Yu won't give him any face, and Ah Xiao wouldn't dare to offend Ji Yu. Since he's already made his threat, he's definitely going to act," Yang Fan directly dismissed their suggestions.

He understood Ji Yu better than anyone. That guy was an idiot.

Although he looked refined, he was a refined scoundrel, or perhaps "beast" would be a more accurate description.

Over the years, how many female classmates had dropped out because of him, and how many people had been bullied by him for various bizarre reasons.

A look, or even the way he walked, could displease Ji Yu, and he would break someone's legs.

"How about we let our families handle it," another boy suggested.

"No."

Yang Fan refused immediately, without any hesitation.

Although his father owned a company with assets exceeding one billion, making him somewhat well-known in Jiang City, he couldn't compare to Ji Yu's family's Yunhai Group. In fact, many of his father's businesses required support from Yunhai Group.

This was also why his father took him to Ji Yu's house to pay New Year's respects every year. To put it bluntly, his father needed to curry favor with the Ji Yu family; they were not on equal footing.

Moreover, there was an unwritten rule among students: they couldn't involve adults in their conflicts.

Even if adults intervened and Ji Yu was somewhat restrained, he might temporarily stop bothering Yang Fan, but the subsequent retaliation could be even more severe. For that kind of idiot, face was the most important thing.

Besides this reason, the more important reason was that Yang Fan didn't want to beg his father.

His talent for Martial Arts was very poor. Even with the aid of resources, he was only at the Body Cultivation Fifth Stage.

Although he had become a Demon Spirit Master yesterday, in everyone's eyes, a second-grade Sound-Seeking Beast was a useless Demon Spirit. Few Martial Artists would refine such a supportive Demon Spirit.

His talent was very poor, the worst among his siblings. He had been called trash since he was young.

His father didn't think much of him because of this, and their father-son relationship wasn't good. He didn't want to go to his father for this matter.

Doing so would only bring disappointment, proving that he was indeed useless.

He established his own club in his first year of high school, using his saved pocket money to pay the salaries of its three members. He also frequently organized gatherings, day after day maintaining his network of informants. He did all this to achieve something after graduation and gain his father's approval. To prove that even if his Martial Arts were lacking, he was by no means inferior to anyone else.

"How about those things..."

The bowl-cut girl said softly, but didn't finish her sentence.

Yang Fan understood what she meant and looked hesitant, but he soon shook his head at the three of them.

The three in front of him were not only his companions but also members of his Jianghu News Agency.

The Jianghu News Agency was a club he had established in his first year of high school.

Where there are people, there is Jianghu; where there is Jianghu, there is news. This was the origin of the Jianghu News Agency's name.

From junior high school, Yang Fan knew that his aptitude was poor, but his pride didn't allow him to believe he was inferior to anyone.

Even without talent, he was determined to carve out his own path.

The Jianghu News Agency was precisely the starting point for him to realize his ambitions.

At Jiangxin Middle School, no one knew about this club; including Yang Fan, it only had four members.

Besides him, these three people in front of him were all talents he had handpicked from Jiangxin Middle School. Although their Martial Arts talents were very ordinary, in Yang Fan's eyes, their future might achieve a different kind of success.

The Jianghu News Agency, with him included, had only four core members, but each of them had more than ten informants under their command. Very little that happened at Jiangxin Middle School could escape their eyes and ears.

They all knew that idiot Ji Yu had done too many trashy things. If this evidence were put online, not only could Ji Yu be expelled, but he might even go to jail. Even his father's Yunhai Group could be affected.

"Don't have thoughts like that, you're asking for death!"

Yang Fan warned everyone with a stern gaze.

If his family's status was higher than Yunhai Group, he might have chosen to act, nipping the danger in the bud the first moment it appeared.

But unfortunately, that was not the case.

If Ji Yu's scandal were to break out now, without any investigation, many people would know it was him who acted. This scandal wouldn't be enough to bring down Yunhai Group. At that time, not only would he be unable to protect himself, but he would also implicate his family.

As the president of the Jianghu News Agency, although he was only in his third year of high school and hadn't truly entered society, Yang Fan had seen too much darkness.

He deeply understood one principle: never truly touch the reverse scale of a large corporation, or they would instantly bare their fangs and devour you.

"Then what do we do?"

The pot-lid girl lay on the ground, saying helplessly.

"We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I'm leaving."

Yang Fan stood up, patted his butt, and left. The other three exchanged helpless glances and followed in his footsteps.