Ow, What Are You Doing?

"Ow! What are you doing?"

Xiao Wu froze in the doorway, Han Yu's saliva still on her cheek. Her mind had yet to catch up, but her leg, disproportionately long for an ordinary child, had already lashed out at him on instinct.

How could Han Yu possibly let Xiao Wu kick him over now? That would be far too embarrassing. He twisted aside and grinned at her as a blush spread rapidly across her cheeks.

"You actually... actually... Sister Xiao Wu is going to beat you to death!"

Having finally registered what had happened, Xiao Wu glared at the grinning Han Yu through gritted teeth. With a shout, she darted to his side.

Xiao Wu whipped her leg toward Han Yu's waist again, but he turned and dodged once more. At the same time, her scorpion braid shot straight toward his neck. Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Han Yu reached out and caught it.

With Han Yu holding her braid, Xiao Wu bent her right leg and pressed her knee against his stomach, then placed both hands on his shoulders. All she had to do was put her waist into it, and she could throw him.

"Do you still want your braid?"

But then she heard the scrape of scissors and Han Yu's teasing voice. She froze for a moment and looked up to find him holding her braid in his right hand. At some point, a pair of scissors had appeared in his left, with her jet-black scorpion braid between the blades. One squeeze of his hand, and the long braid would be gone.

"Y-you..."

Xiao Wu's little face turned scarlet with anger. She glared furiously at Han Yu, but she did not dare make another move.

The two of them stood locked in a stalemate. The next moment, Xiao Wu's pretty little face scrunched up, tears gushed from her eyes, and she squatted on the floor and burst into loud sobs.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't cry."

Xiao Wu's reaction left Han Yu somewhat bewildered. He let go of her braid and crouched down to check on her. Only when she raised her head did he notice the curve at the corner of her mouth. She wasn't crying at all; this was clearly a trap.

Not good.

Han Yu was greatly alarmed. Seeing Xiao Wu's hands reaching for his shoulders again, he grabbed her ankle at that critical moment and stepped back.

"Ow!"

Han Yu's pull sent Xiao Wu's curled-up body sprawling, and her head struck the floor hard with a thud.

After knocking her head, Xiao Wu had no mind for anything else. She quickly sat up and covered the spot with her delicate little hand, baring her teeth at Han Yu.

"You sneak-attacked me!"

With the danger past, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He sat down on a nearby bed and looked at Xiao Wu on the floor.

"Victory and defeat are common affairs for a soldier. Weren't you just trying to sneak-attack me too? I'm the boss of this dorm. Let me hear you call me boss."

Xiao Wu, who had never suffered such mistreatment, would never do as he wanted. She snorted and said,

"Dream on. You want me to call you boss? Call me Sister Xiao Wu first."

"Hey, you little rabbit, have you ever seen a sandbag as big as a fist?"

Han Yu was amused. He held out his fist and waved it in front of Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes, unwilling to pay him any attention.

Seeing there was no fun to be had, Han Yu got off the bed and walked toward his own.

Just then, a trace of cunning flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes as she sat on the floor holding her head. She sprang to her feet and lunged straight at Han Yu.

Her hands were almost on him. As long as she could reach him, she was confident she could throw him and get her revenge. But Xiao Wu noticed that Han Yu had turned his head at some point. A flash of red passed through his black pupils, and an extremely dangerous presence emanated from him. Then his voice rang out.

"What happened just now is over. If you dare sneak-attack me again, I don't mind throwing you out."

Xiao Wu's lunging body stopped in place, still frozen in the same pose. A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she could only stare blankly as Han Yu walked farther away.

Only when Han Yu sat down on his own made bed did Xiao Wu come to her senses. Seemingly realizing she had shown fear, she brandished her fist at the children watching her curiously, then snorted and walked toward Han Yu.

"What are you coming over here for?"

Han Yu raised his head and looked at Xiao Wu as she approached.

Xiao Wu lowered her head without a word. Under Han Yu's puzzled gaze, she walked to another bed and silently pushed it up against his.

"?"

The bedding Han Yu had bought was meant for a double bed. Xiao Wu pulled the tucked-in bedding onto her own bed, then lay down with her back to him, saying nothing.

"Wait, little rabbit."

Han Yu patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder, wanting to tell her that he actually had another set of bedding and there was no need for this.

"You bullied me just now. Now we're even."

Xiao Wu turned around and stared at Han Yu with reddened eyes, looking as though she would burst into tears if he said another word.

Fine.

Han Yu helplessly rubbed the spot between his brows and said nothing.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Wu turned over again, a smile curving her lips and a look of victory on her face.

Before long, Tang San returned as well, carrying the bedding Grandmaster had given him. He placed it on the bed on Han Yu's other side.

"Boss, shouldn't you show him who's boss?"

Wang Sheng came over to Han Yu and gestured with his eyes for him to go give Tang San a lesson in the "rules of Dorm Seven."

"He's my younger brother."

Han Yu rolled his eyes at him and sat on the bed chatting with Wang Sheng.

Once Tang San had finished settling in, he looked at Han Yu, then at Xiao Wu lying beside him. He opened his mouth, but closed it again. Reason told him that he should keep quiet now.

What Tang San had wanted to say was that Han Yu still had another set of bedding in his Soul Tool, so there was no need for two people to share one.

Before long, it was time for lunch. Wang Sheng prepared to treat the three newcomers to a meal, but Han Yu waved him off. He then generously declared that he would treat everyone instead. He had just gotten a thousand Gold Soul Coins from Yu Xiaogang and hadn't spent any yet; his fingers were itching.

"Boss, the second floor is where you order individual dishes. It's very expensive."

Seeing Han Yu about to lead them all upstairs, Wang Sheng hurriedly stepped in front of him and explained in a low voice.

"I know. Let's go."

Han Yu smiled at him and called for everyone to continue upstairs.

The work-study students all came from commoner families. None of them had ever been to the second floor. They stopped and looked at one another, their feet as if weighted with lead, unable to take a single step.

"Come on."

Han Yu turned to look behind him. At some point, several Gold Soul Coins had appeared in his hand. He tossed them up and caught them, then tossed and caught them again.

Wang Sheng and the others stared in a daze. Those were Gold Soul Coins! Han Yu's clothes didn't look like those of a noble's child, so how could he have so many?

In the end, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and called for the others to follow.

(This book has been signed, so feel free to enjoy it. Group number: 659956539. Fans with ideas are welcome to submit them in the group.)

(Also, if anyone has ideas for Tang San's first Soul Skill, you can post them in the group. If there are no objections, it will remain Blue Silver Entanglement, as in the original.)

I couldn't think of one (serious face).