I've Got My Eye on You

When Fu Junlin saw the news, he felt the relief of having survived a disaster, as if a massive weight had suddenly been lifted from his heart.

His mask was clearly a black-and-white taiji symbol, with a huge "Subspecies" character on the forehead. There was no way they could have missed it.

Just mentioning that one feature would have been enough.

Yet all four of them identified the mask as completely black, with a scorpion on it.

The four witnesses had obviously coordinated their stories.

And this was no casual coordination. Their version even accounted for the possibility of failure.

If he were caught, they would be suspected as well for getting the appearance of his mask wrong. At that point, they could say that the "Subspecies" character had looked like a scorpion.

Clearly, the four eyewitnesses had thought long and hard before coming up with this solution of turning a blind eye.

After all, those people had been Subspecies too. In a sense, he had helped those two women.

Fu Junlin could not help letting out a long breath.

As long as no one reported him, he would not have to go to prison.

In the Red Carpet District, one or two people died every day. It was no different from a few stray cats dying.

They would be forgotten soon enough—so quickly it was unimaginable.

"What a pity."

Big Black sighed.

"What's a pity?" Fu Junlin froze.

"I wanted to see what prison was like."

Fu Junlin:???

After sitting for a while, Fu Junlin sorted through his books, only to discover that one was missing.

Just then, a fierce gust came from his front left. By the time Fu Junlin tried to dodge, it was already too late. A book smacked into his face!

Fu Junlin rose in fury. Not far away, Wang Jintang and three others were looking at him with mocking expressions.

The book that had been thrown at him was his.

During class just now, he had been distracted the entire time. His guilty conscience had left him utterly absentminded, and at some point, Wang Jintang and the others had stolen his mecha textbook.

Fu Junlin was furious, but he could only swallow his anger.

Fighting was out of the question. Even if he could beat them, he would still have to bear consequences he could not afford.

He clenched his fists and opened his book. In an instant, a vicious rage shot straight to his head.

Every page that had once been filled with his notes had been blacked out with permanent marker. The whole book had become a black book.

This book was obviously ruined!

Fu Junlin gritted his teeth until they creaked. He had known this day would come. He had helped Cheng Xiaoyu win that match, and Wang Jintang had lost one hundred thousand because of it.

He could not afford to provoke Cheng Xiaoyu, but he could afford to provoke him.

"You're Fu Junlin, right? Pretty impressive, huh? You're quite good at repairing mechas!"

Wang Jintang walked over with a grin, his words dripping with mockery.

Fu Junlin silently put the book into his Mecha Belt and said calmly,

"You'll regret this."

"What?"

Wang Jintang sneered, cupped a hand over his ear, and leaned closer to Fu Junlin.

A barely perceptible viciousness appeared in Fu Junlin's eyes, but he said nothing.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense. If Fu Junlin said one more word, Wang Jintang would definitely slap him.

But bullying among students was a subtle thing.

By asking that question and leaving Fu Junlin too afraid to answer, Wang Jintang had already proven that Fu Junlin was a coward. He had gained the upper hand.

Seeing that he remained silent, Wang Jintang smiled smugly and leaned close to whisper in front of him.

"Remember, this isn't over. For all four years of college, you'll be my number one target. I'll make your life hell!!"

After saying that, he gave a wicked smile and sauntered away with his lackeys.

The surrounding students had naturally seen the whole thing clearly, and they slowly left with all kinds of looks in their eyes.

There was pity, schadenfreude, anger, and helplessness.

Of course, once they left, the news quickly spread.

Qiao Zishu had not come to class, but by the time Fu Junlin arrived at the gym, she had already been waiting there for a long time.

She immediately walked over, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, and asked,

"Did Wang Jintang bully you?"

"Sigh, I was prepared for it."

It would be a lie to say it did not bother him. Being targeted by someone like Wang Jintang meant his days ahead would definitely not be easy.

"Take out your book and let me see it!"

Qiao Zishu's pretty face turned cold.

"Forget it. It's nothing. Lend me your book, and I'll copy it out by hand."

Fu Junlin forced a smile.

"Are you planning to tell the teacher? Teacher Shi should be able to deal with him!"

Qiao Zishu wanted to help Fu Junlin get rid of this problem, but unfortunately, she did not have the ability to do so either.

Fu Junlin gave a bitter smile. Shi Hongyu was seriously ill herself now—how could he bear to trouble her? Besides, she could not handle this sort of thing anyway.

"Forget it. Even if he bullies me to death, I can't let him scare me to death. If I tattled, I'd not only become the center of attention, I'd also look weak and easy to bully."

"Then what will you do? I heard he even swore that he'd keep his eye on you throughout all four years of college!"

Qiao Zishu's brows drew together even more tightly.

"I'll solve it my own way. Just wait and see."