Dai Huabin's voice carried fury suppressed to the utmost, but Li Mu merely smiled at it.
If Zhou Yi had heard those words, she would definitely have reminded him that he had better find a Soul Saint or someone even stronger to act.
After all, as a Soul Emperor of Shrek Academy, Zhou Yi was far stronger than an ordinary Soul Emperor.
Even she had been left somewhat helpless by Li Mu's power of extreme cold.
If an ordinary Soul Emperor came, wouldn't they simply be feeding him a kill?
Well, I was just wondering how to find a reason to kill you. This works out nicely.
When you send death warriors to assassinate me, I can use that as an excuse to kill you outright.
There shouldn't be any problems then, Li Mu thought, his eyes brightening slightly.
He had been hesitating over how to get rid of Dai Huabin.
Instead, the other party had delivered the opportunity himself.
When the death warriors came to assassinate him, he could quickly dispose of the six-ring death warrior and the others.
Then he could go straight to killing Dai Huabin, leaving neither gods nor ghosts any the wiser.
Although he had no cloning ability whatsoever, that did not matter at all. As long as he killed quickly enough, no one would suspect him.
After all, he was merely a pitiful One-Ring Soul Master. Even if he would soon reach two rings, he would still only be a pitiful Two-Ring Soul Master.
Who would imagine that a Two-Ring Soul Master could kill a Soul Emperor, let alone finish one off quickly?
The thought of Dai Huabin personally handing him the admission ticket to his own death made the corners of Li Mu's mouth curl up.
Then he stepped outside and quickly headed for the classroom.
It was getting rather late, and by the time he arrived at the classroom, most of the students were already seated.
So he casually took a seat in the back row.
After entering the classroom, Li Mu also swept his gaze around, looking for Huo Yuhao.
Among these people, Huo Yuhao was actually quite conspicuous, with rather long blue hair and fairly ragged clothes.
It was easy to pinpoint which one was Huo Yuhao.
As he looked at Huo Yuhao sitting there with his head slightly lowered and a gloomy expression, a trace of puzzlement flashed through Li Mu's eyes.
Normally, having one's mother killed was a mortal blood feud. Hatred like that was very difficult to forget, or to put out of one's mind.
After all, he had watched his own mother die right before his eyes, then endured every kind of humiliation as a child.
People like that almost always had twisted personalities.
Li Mu himself was an example. He at least had memories of his previous life to support him.
But even so, the hatred he had suffered in childhood had still warped his mind, or rather, made him somewhat insane.
Yet Huo Yuhao had clearly suffered so much pain as a child, and his hatred was beyond what ordinary people could even imagine.
And yet, later on, he could still become an obedient good little boy and serve as God King Tang's dog. That was something Li Mu absolutely could not understand.
However, he did not care either. He was not the protagonist.
Much less would he shout, "Can't you feel all these things of love in the world?"
Of course, if Huo Yuhao shouted those words, he would only find it rather jarring.
In any case, he had come to this world to become stronger, to possess strength and the chance to rule over everything, rather than have his fate ruled by others.
So he would not loathe Huo Yuhao's actions, but neither would he agree with them.
He certainly would not become God King Tang's dog. On the contrary, he wanted to kill God King Tang, or make God King Tang become his dog.
That was more in line with his logic, and as Li Mu thought, his gaze continued sweeping around.
Soon, he spotted Wang Dong sitting there.
He had to admit that Wang Dong really was good-looking, even in his male appearance.
In terms of appearance alone, however, his looks were far beyond those of ordinary boys his age.
An exceptionally fine bone structure, paired with that straight nose and handsome contours, complemented by a head of long pinkish-blue hair.
And those pinkish-blue eyes-even when those eyes merely looked at you, they held a captivating expression.
It was no wonder quite a few girls surrounded him. In terms of looks alone, the male version of Wang Dong and Li Mu were actually about on par.
However, even in his male appearance, Wang Dong carried a faint softness, or rather, a feminine air.
Li Mu, on the other hand, gave off no such feeling.
Standing there, he looked like a refined, courteous young gentleman.
But only once you actually got to know him closely would you discover that he might simply be a madman, or rather, a madman with a certain degree of reason.
Li Mu's arrival did not cause any shock among the surrounding students.
Because black hair and black eyes were relatively uncommon in this world. What was common was long hair in all sorts of unusual colors, along with eyes of all sorts of unusual colors.
Long black hair and black eyes both existed separately, but when black hair and black eyes were paired together, that appearance became somewhat peculiar.
Such looks seemed somewhat odd here in their own right.
It was like suddenly encountering someone with white hair and white body hair in the present day; others would find them somewhat strange.
Although no one felt any rejection or annoyance toward him.
They might look at him a couple of times out of curiosity, or be unwilling to approach.
That was how it was for Li Mu now. His black hair and black eyes did, in the end, look somewhat odd here.
However, Li Mu did not care about these people's gazes.
He sat there casually, looking relaxed and at ease.
Beside him sat a rather prim and proper girl. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and her looks could be considered sweet and lovely.
In fact, judging by appearance alone, she had a little of that unattainable first-love feeling from one's school days.
However, the girl held her head slightly lowered, with a sense of inferiority and timidity in her eyes.
That look was not obvious.
But the girl was clearly not a particularly confident person.
Seeing the girl sneaking glances at him, Li Mu raised an eyebrow at her.
Then he asked.
"Classmate, I've noticed you looking at me several times. Do we know each other?"
"Or do you know who I am?" Li Mu said, smiling at the girl.
Of course, he did not think the girl could know him, but to his surprise, she gave him a furtive nod.
"When you were beating someone up yesterday, I was right below. I was going to the cafeteria to buy food, so I saw everything clearly.
"I saw with my own eyes how you punched that roommate of yours straight through the wall."
As the girl spoke, her eyes lowered slightly, a trace of embarrassment in them.
However, there was no fear on her face. Instead, there was a hint of excitement and admiration.
Clearly, she greatly admired people like that.
Of course, that did not mean she admired the act of beating people up, but rather people who were comparatively strong.
That was Li Mu's brief analysis of her personality. She probably preferred powerful men.
Or rather, men who were confident enough, and men who gave her a strong sense of security.
Looking at the girl with her head slightly lowered, Li Mu smiled.
"I see. Then the two of us really do have some affinity. You caught me beating someone up on my very first day at school."
"My name's Li Mu. May I ask what your name is?"
As Li Mu spoke, he looked at the girl. He had originally thought that, given her personality, she might not tell him.
But in response to Li Mu's question, the girl's voice still drifted softly over, as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Hello, Classmate Li Mu. I-I'm Xiao Xiao."