Discrimination?

"That's all well and good, but no matter what changes there are, everyone has to agree to them, right?"

Wang Yuzhi gave a dry laugh and waved over a student.

"Ren Ming, I'll leave these Luoying City students to you. Don't neglect them."

"Rest assured, Teacher!" Ren Ming had a lean, capable build and a resolute expression.

After sizing each other up for a moment, Wan Keshan and Teacher Li followed Wang Yuzhi away without concern.

Once the two teachers left, Li Qingshan stood at the front of the group, naturally becoming the most conspicuous figure.

Ren Ming approached Li Qingshan with an enthusiastic smile.

"Classmate, are you the team leader?"

Li Qingshan glanced at Zhong Xian beside him. Seeing her blank expression and no intention of speaking, he lightly nodded.

"Classmate, shall we exchange contact information? If you have any problems these next two days, you can contact me."

"Then I'll trouble you, Ren."

Li Qingshan went along with it and exchanged Communicator numbers with Ren Ming.

The group then followed Ren Ming toward the station exit.

"Li, our school's vehicles are up ahead."

Along the roadside, a row of blue business vans stood neatly parked, each bearing the School Badge of Wu Yi City First High School.

The business vans were not large, only able to seat a dozen or so people.

Teams were constantly boarding under their guides' directions, leaving as soon as they got in.

Ren Ming led them toward one of the vans.

But as they drew closer, Ren Ming's expression gradually darkened.

Li Qingshan swept his eyes over it and quickly understood why.

The van they were supposed to take was already full.

A luxuriously dressed young man stood outside its door, a gold watch gleaming under the sunlight as he looked at them with a provocative expression.

More precisely, he was looking at Ren Ming.

"Ren, is there a problem?"

"It's nothing, just a small issue. I'll handle it."

Ren Ming forced a smile and waved his hand before striding forward.

"Yu Yuanjun, this van was assigned to me. What right do you have to take it?"

"We're all classmates. Why divide things into yours and mine?"

Yu Yuanjun crossed his arms and said unhurriedly,

"My van broke down halfway here, so I'm just borrowing yours."

Ren Ming clenched his fists, suppressing his anger as he said,

"If your van broke down, go ask the school for another one, or take your people in taxis. If you take my van, how am I supposed to send these people back?"

"What, you want to fight?" Yu Yuanjun raised a brow and said with a smile,

"What you said does make some sense, but the team I'm receiving is already seated in the van."

"Why don't you go and 'invite' them out?" Yu Yuanjun raised a hand and pointed at the door.

"Don't blame me for not warning you. The ones inside are the Martial Arts Class from Wuyuan City."

The Martial Arts Class from Wuyuan City was famous throughout the province for being formidable. Nearly every year, they occupied several Rookie Competition slots.

Ren Ming's face went pale, then green, but he did not move.

Naturally, he knew Wuyuan City's reputation, but even if it had been a Martial Arts Class from another city, he should not drive them off the van.

If he really did that, he would be falling straight into Yu Yuanjun's trap.

But if he failed to get the van back, he would be neglecting Li Qingshan's group.

Just as Ren Ming hesitated, the van door was suddenly shoved open.

A crew-cut young man leaned out and said in a deep voice,

"Why haven't we left yet?"

"Please wait a moment, Lin Fan. We'll set off right away!"

Yu Yuanjun replied with a fawning smile, then looked at Ren Ming and waved.

"You should go take taxis. We'll be leaving first."

"Oh, I almost forgot. You have a Publicly Supported Background, so you probably don't have much money."

Yu Yuanjun adjusted the gold watch on his wrist and sneered,

"Remember to have the driver issue a receipt. Bring it back and I'll reimburse you."

"You can't leave!"

Ren Ming's gaze turned resolute as he stepped forward.

No matter what,

Yu Yuanjun was coming at him. He could only bear it himself.

He could not give up this van!

At that moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and landed on his shoulder.

"Ren, let me handle this instead!"

The voice sounded from behind him, and Ren Ming froze.

"Li?"

Behind them, Yu Lei and the others were unsurprised. Zhong Xian, however, frowned and warned,

"Li Qingshan, Lin Fan is very strong. There's no need to clash with him early over something like this."

"Don't worry. I'm not stupid."

Li Qingshan chuckled and stepped forward.

Yu Yuanjun frowned slightly and looked at Li Qingshan.

"Classmate, you..."

His words stopped halfway, and terror instantly filled his eyes.

It had clearly only been a few steps, yet the other person was already standing before him.

A slap came flying, and Yu Yuanjun crashed to the ground.

"Y-you dared to hit me?"

Yu Yuanjun clutched his swollen red cheek and said in disbelief,

"You're standing up for Ren Ming? You knew each other before? You... Ah!"

Before he could finish asking, several more kicks landed on him, and Yu Yuanjun howled without end.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Li Qingshan looked at the twisted, bent arm and sighed as he shook his head.

"Your Body Forging cultivation isn't enough. Your bones are far too weak."

"Madman! You madman!"

Yu Yuanjun wailed as he desperately turned toward Lin Fan by the van door and begged,

"Lin Fan, save me! Save me!"

"Idiot."

Lin Fan spat out two cold words and ignored him.

He had not interfered when Yu Yuanjun used them to set up a trap, but that did not mean he was unaware of it.

Since Yu Yuanjun had tried to be clever, he naturally had to swallow the bitter fruit himself.

Bang! Bang!

Li Qingshan eased the strength in his legs and kicked twice more.

Yu Yuanjun's body curled into a shrimp, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone around them was stunned by Li Qingshan's actions. He was trying to beat Yu Yuanjun to death!

Ren Ming was the first to react. He rushed forward and tightly grabbed Li Qingshan's arm.

"Enough, enough. My grudge with him isn't that deep. If you keep hitting him, the Patrol Bureau will be here."

"Ren, don't misunderstand."

Li Qingshan shook his head, his expression turning solemn.

"I'm not beating him up to stand up for you. It's because I feel I've been discriminated against!"

"Discriminated against?"

Ren Ming froze. He had never expected Li Qingshan to say those two words.

Yu Yuanjun, lying on the ground, nearly coughed up blood. No, he really did cough up blood.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, on the verge of tears.

He had clearly discriminated against Ren Ming. What the hell did it have to do with this Madman?!

"I also have a Publicly Supported Background. According to the Public Rearing Discrimination Law, even if I beat him into a severe injury, I'm not breaking the law!"

Li Qingshan gave a simple explanation, then kicked twice more.

Bang! Bang!

Yu Yuanjun screamed miserably, his eyes splitting with fury.

But he could only desperately bury his head, not daring to let the other man see the anger in his eyes, much less utter any threats.

Because the Public Rearing Discrimination Law really existed!

The Public Rearing Discrimination Law had emerged alongside the Public Rearing Policy. With its various terms harsh enough to be called draconian, it had successfully curbed discrimination throughout society.

As discrimination faded away, this code of law had gradually been forgotten as well.

But being forgotten did not mean it did not exist.

As long as Li Qingshan insisted that he had been "discriminated against," then even if he beat Yu Yuanjun to death, it would not be much of a problem.

At that thought, Yu Yuanjun was overwhelmed by terror and panic. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

"He couldn't even take that much?"

Li Qingshan regretfully withdrew his foot, patted Ren Ming's shoulder, and said earnestly,

"Ren, when you encounter discrimination in the future, you must learn to wield the weapon of the law to protect yourself."

"Protect yourself?!"

Ren Ming swallowed and looked at Yu Yuanjun on the ground, unable to tell whether he was still breathing.

For the first time, he realized that the word "protect" could be used this way.

"I originally thought Luoying City only had Zhong Xian, who could barely count as my opponent. I never expected there would be someone like you as well."

Lin Fan jumped out of the van, faced Li Qingshan, and extended his hand.

"Wuyuan, Lin Fan."

Li Qingshan smiled faintly and shook his hand.

"Luoying, Li Qingshan."

"Do you still want this van?"

Lin Fan pointed at the van door behind him, fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

"Don't worry. There will be plenty of chances to fight tomorrow. We won't need this van."

Li Qingshan smiled and pointed up at the sky.

"Our ride is here."

A shadow blanketed everyone's heads as a black flying car slowly descended...