The moment he walked through the cafeteria doors, he caused a stir.
For no other reason than that Wang Dong was simply too handsome. His long pink-and-blue hair fell loosely around him, his blue eyes were clear and deep, and his face was outrageously good-looking. Add the masculinity that radiated from his very bones, and his hormones practically overflowed.
He was a few shades more manly than the Wang Dong in the original story. Standing there, he was like a shaft of light that no one could look away from.
Quite a few female students' eyes lit up. Several bolder ones even stood, ready to approach him and strike up a conversation.
But they had barely taken a step when they saw what happened next.
Wang Dong walked up to the serving window, glanced at the menu, and ordered ten deluxe meals in one go.
Even the server froze. "Student... are these all for you?"
"Yeah. Give me ten to take the edge off first." Wang Dong's expression never changed.
The ten deluxe meals were brought out, filling an entire table. Wang Dong sat down and began sweeping through them like a gale stripping clouds from the sky.
His table manners weren't ugly, but he ate incredibly fast. Each meal vanished in just a few mouthfuls, leaving the people nearby staring with their jaws hanging open.
Ten minutes later, all ten meals had been wiped out. Wang Dong put down his chopsticks, rubbed his stomach, and frowned. "Seems like... I'm still a little hungry."
He stood again and walked to the serving window. "Twenty more."
The entire cafeteria fell silent. Everyone looked at Wang Dong as though he were a monster, and even the server's hands trembled.
Twenty deluxe meals were piled onto the table, taking up almost every inch of it. Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged as he lowered his head and kept eating.
The female students who had been about to approach him quietly sat back down, exchanging looks. Handsome? Absolutely. But wasn't that appetite a little ridiculous? Who could afford to feed him?
Wang Dong paid no attention to the eyes around him and simply carried on eating.
Only one thought filled his mind. This Golden Dragon King bloodline has one hell of an appetite. I'll have to find a way to earn more money, or food alone will eat me out of house and home.
Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, Wang Dong patted his stomach and left the cafeteria, thoroughly satisfied. The sunshine was just right. He squinted up at the sky and figured it was about time to report to his classroom.
Today was the freshmen's first day of school.
He strolled leisurely to the door of Freshman Class One. Before he even entered, he heard a commotion inside. Wang Dong frowned, stepped into the classroom, and immediately spotted two familiar figures.
Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao.
The two were facing off, surrounded by a ring of freshmen watching the spectacle.
Dai Huabin was as arrogant and untamed as ever. With his arms folded across his chest, he looked down at Huo Yuhao, a mocking smile on his face.
Huo Yuhao stood opposite him, his thin frame slightly tensed, his fists clenched until his knuckles turned white. Undisguised fury burned in his eyes.
"Well, well. Who would've thought a bastard could get into Shrek Academy..." Dai Huabin wasn't speaking loudly, but his voice carried clearly throughout the classroom. "What kind of dog-shit luck did you stumble into? Did you get in through the back door?"
Huo Yuhao pressed his lips into a thin line and said nothing.
Seeing him remain silent, Dai Huabin grew even more smug. He stepped forward and stared down at him:
"Listen up. From now on, whenever you run into me, Dai Huabin, at Shrek Academy, remember to keep your head down and know your place. Otherwise, you'll be sorry."
His words were vicious. Several freshmen exchanged glances, but no one dared speak up.
Even on the first day of school, everyone already knew who Dai Huabin was: a young master of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and a three-ring Soul Elder. With that background and strength, who would dare cross him lightly?
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, tightening his fists until his nails nearly dug into his flesh. Naked killing intent filled his eyes, yet his hands trembled slightly.
Because he was too weak. His soul power was only at rank eleven, while Dai Huabin was a three-ring Soul Elder.
The gap was enormous, so enormous that he wasn't even qualified to fight. If he charged forward now, the other boy would crush him like an ant.
He wasn't afraid to die, but he still had a vengeance to carry out. He wouldn't spare a single one of those people at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. He couldn't die here, much less destroy his chance at revenge over a moment of impulse.
So he endured. Even with hatred bleeding through his heart, he could only endure.
The freshmen around them watched with varied expressions, but most were indifferent. It had nothing to do with them, so they hung it high out of reach. None of them wanted to offend the young master of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion for a boy they didn't even know.
Just then, a teasing voice suddenly rang out:
"Keep your spit in your mouth when you talk. You're leaking air through those gaps. Speaking of which, don't you need to get your teeth fixed? And that bruised, swollen face of yours is downright embarrassing for Shrek."
Everyone immediately turned toward the voice.
A boy with long pink-and-blue hair leaned against the classroom doorframe, his hands in his pockets and a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
Sunlight streamed in from behind him, gilding his entire figure. Against the light, the contours of his outrageously handsome face looked even sharper.
He's so handsome!
That was everyone's first thought.
Only then did they catch up. Wait, what did he just say? Bruised and swollen? What did he mean?
Their gazes swung back to Dai Huabin's face in unison. On closer inspection, they finally noticed that his face really was mottled with bruises. There was bruising at the corner of his eye and broken skin at the corner of his mouth. The injuries weren't serious, but they were certainly noticeable.
No one had paid attention before, but now that Wang Dong had pointed it out, they all saw it.
Dai Huabin's expression instantly turned hideous. Of course he knew where those injuries had come from. That bastard Wang Dong had beaten him up last night!
When he had looked in the mirror that morning, even he had been startled. In the end, he had only managed to bluff his way through with the excuse that he had "accidentally fallen."
Now that Wang Dong had exposed it in front of everyone, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"What does that have to do with you?!" Dai Huabin glared at Wang Dong through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with anger and wariness.
Wang Dong had already beaten fear into him last night. Although he refused to admit defeat aloud, he knew perfectly well that he was no match for this boy.
Wang Dong ignored him and walked straight over to stand beside Huo Yuhao.
He glanced at Huo Yuhao's slightly reddened eyes, then at Dai Huabin's dark expression across from them. His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable force:
"He's my friend. Naturally, his business is my business."
Huo Yuhao abruptly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Wang Dong's back.
His lips trembled slightly, and something shimmered in his eyes, but he fought to keep his tears from falling. In that moment, Wang Dong's figure standing before him seemed cloaked in light.
Dai Huabin's expression grew uglier still. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but remembered the terror of being at Wang Dong's mercy last night and ultimately swallowed his words. With a cold snort, he turned his head away and said nothing more.
Just then, the bell rang.
An elderly woman entered through the doorway. She wore a plain gray robe, her hair was graying, and her face was gaunt. Her eyes, however, were sharp as knives as they swept across the room, carrying an authority that needed no anger to command awe.
Before you continue