Qin Siyang stood up and said, "You don't seem like a bad person. I'll save your life."
Chu Baxing and the others all turned to look at Qin Siyang.
Fu Wanli wasn't a bad person? How had Qin Siyang figured that out?
Qin Siyang patted Fu Wanli on the shoulder. "Fu Wanli, I'm Qin Siyang, and I also rank first in points among Nanrong University's freshmen."
Seeing Qin Siyang's calm expression, Fu Wanli was already somewhat convinced, but he still stubbornly insisted, "Impossible! You don't have as many points as I do! My badge is blue-that's proof!"
Qin Siyang smiled. "I don't know whose badge you borrowed that would put your points above mine. I don't know why you borrowed someone else's badge, either. Maybe you wanted to show off in front of the upperclassmen. But Fu Wanli, I hope you won't fight people to the death over something so meaningless. Staying alive matters most, after all."
With that, Qin Siyang sat down and went back to eating.
Chu Baxing gave Qin Siyang a cold look. "You've never spoken to me in that tone."
Hu Chan raised an eyebrow. "Or to me."
Gu Yunpeng smiled faintly. "You've never spoken to me like that either, except when you wanted something from me."
Zhao Sifang, on the other hand, beamed. "Brother Qin always talks to me like that!"
Gu Yunpeng glanced at Zhao Sifang. "Which is why I say you're clueless."
They picked up their chopsticks, lowered their heads, and resumed eating.
Only Fu Wanli remained standing beside them, dumbfounded.
He took out his phone and checked it for quite a while, frequently looking up to study the faces around the table.
At last, he confirmed it: the five people sitting here really were this year's top five freshmen at Southern Glory.