"Why?!"
"I only asked it one question—why?!"
"Can librarians just do whatever they want?"
"Xiao Xiao was the one talking! Xiao Xiao was the one breaking the rules! I didn't say a single word. I just sat there quietly, behaving myself! But in the end, I was the one thrown out... What an injustice! It's utterly absurd! Is there really such logic in this world? Is listening to other people talk not allowed in the library now?"
Even after returning to Dormitory 403 that evening, Zheng Qing was still indignant, as though all the grievances of the past month had converged on this single day and finally burst forth.
Of course, given the librarian's volatile temperament and formidable strength, as well as his own somewhat sensitive reputation at the moment, the young publicly funded student had wisely refrained from making a scene in public. Only after leaving the library and returning to the dormitory did he begin to complain.
So in the end, it could only be considered a dud with barely any noise.
"A librarian in a library really can do whatever he wants." Fatty Xin lounged against his bed, a fat cat squatting atop his head and a plate of dried fruit in his arms. He sneered repeatedly. "As for why, naturally because you're the 'First Gentleman,' the 'Jiu You Young Master,' and the 'Qingqiu Young Master'... In all of Jiuyou Academy—no, in the entire First University—no one has caused more trouble, stirred up bigger messes, or made more enemies than you. With your record, was it excessive to throw you out of the library?"
"It wasn't." Dylan's head drooped over the edge of his Coffin, his tone vicious.
"Do you need any other reasons?" The Fat Wizard drew out his voice as if singing opera, continuing his