The classroom fell silent.
Li Zhiyin stared at the door, her lips twitching.
Her classmates stared at Li Zhiyin in shock.
The homeroom teacher, Old Zhao, and Yan Juexia’s followers suddenly let out sharp, piercing screams!
“Ah! Yan Juexia (the prince)!!!”
Li Zhiyin: “?”
Prince?
They scrambled to lift the door but couldn’t move it at first.
Only then did Li Zhiyin realize someone was trapped underneath. She pushed aside those around her: “I’ll do it.”
Homeroom teacher: “You can’t lift it!”
Li Zhiyin lifted the door with one hand, revealing Yan Juexia underneath.
Li Zhiyin: “? Yan Juexia?”
Homeroom teacher: “? Lifted it with one hand?”
Classmates: “? She can actually lift it with one hand?”
Li Zhiyin held the door up with one hand, looking at Yan Juexia as if she’d discovered a little bug hiding under a rock—absurd and shocking.
Damn it, she’d actually trapped her client under the door!!
She casually tossed the door against the wall!
With a loud “bang!”
Everyone jumped in fright!
Li Zhiyin bent down and picked Yan Juexia up!
Homeroom teacher: “?!”
Classmates: “!!!”
Yan Juexia’s hand hurt from being crushed, and he glared at her angrily: “You—Li Zhiyin?”
Li Zhiyin held him tightly, her almond-shaped eyes filled with concern: “Are you hurt anywhere?”
Yan Juexia: “?”
Why was she so close?
Close enough that he could smell her fragrance.
Wait a minute?
He seemed to be in her arms!
He was being princess-carried by a girl in front of so many people?!
His face instantly flushed bright red, and he made a move to jump down: “Wh-wh-what are you doing?!”
Li Zhiyin hissed, annoyed by his fussiness: “Don’t move, you’ll fall.”
She easily bounced him in her arms!
Yan Juexia was jostled into wrapping his arms around her neck, his azure-blue eyes filled with disbelief.
If he remembered correctly, this girl hadn’t undergone modification yet.
Without modification, just her initial physical body, and her strength was this immense?!
Was this the natural divine strength of a Level Ten physique?!
Li Zhiyin looked at him as if he were a broken gold bar, worried yet domineering: “I’ll only put you down if you say you’re fine. Otherwise, don’t even think about leaving my arms.”
Yan Juexia’s breath hitched: “What?!”
This Li Zhiyin was supposed to be a pitiful wretch.
How could she be so overbearing?!
Flustered and angry, he jumped down from her arms: “I’m fine, I just got hit a little!”
Li Zhiyin skeptically looked him up and down.
No bruises or marks.
Just his face was completely red, probably from the shock of being hit.
She probed: “Then, will you tell your parents about this?”
Yan Juexia: “?”
Yan Juexia bristled: “Why would I tell my parents?! I’m not a child!”
Li Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good.”
Yan Juexia: “?”
That’s good?
Li Zhiyin turned around, lifted the door, fitted it back into place, skillfully tightened the screws, then found something sturdy to hammer the metal plate on the door, securing it.
The wobbly door became safe again.
At least it wouldn’t fall on anyone anymore.
Homeroom teacher Old Zhao watched from behind, stunned: “Li Zhiyin, you know how to do this too?”
In their school, everyone was a young master or lady who never lifted a finger.
This was the first time he’d seen someone in this uniform doing manual work.
Li Zhiyin dusted off her hands: “Learned it while working part-time last year.”
Yan Juexia froze.
Part-time work?Old Zhao was a bit surprised but didn’t ask further, quickly pulling Li Zhiyin up to the podium. “Everyone should already know this new student. Her name is Li Zhiyin, our new classmate. Let’s give her a round of applause!”
The students instantly adjusted their demeanor, erupting into thunderous applause!
A girl excitedly looked at her: “I heard your combat implant accommodation level is Level Ten, is that true?!”
Li Zhiyin nodded: “It’s true.”
The applause grew even more enthusiastic: “OHHHHH!”
Some boys even whistled: “Welcome, boss, to our class!!”
“Boss, when you make it big, remember to bring us along!”
“Boss, let’s hang out together in the future!”
Old Zhao raised a hand to signal for quiet. “There are only two seats left in our class. One is next to Yan Juexia, and the other is in the back row next to Xie Peiran. Li Zhiyin, you can choose one.”
Yan Juexia returned to his seat, resting his hand on the desk and looking up at Li Zhiyin.
Li Zhiyin glanced at him.
He turned his head away, his azure eyes gazing out the window with an air of indifference.
Whispers spread through the class: “If it were me, I’d choose Yan Juexia. The little prince is so adorable.”
“But Yan Juexia is too fussy, isn’t he? He never liked anyone sitting next to him before. I think she should choose Xie Peiran.”
“Xie Peiran is a sponsored student; he has no money at all. Sitting next to him offers no benefits. Better to sit next to Yan Juexia.”
“Right, and everyone knows Yan Juexia’s least favorite person is Xie Peiran.”
Li Zhiyin surveyed the layout of the classroom.
Yan Juexia sat in the middle of the second row.
Xie Peiran sat in the back row, with the window seat next to him empty.
She walked toward the seats.
Yan Juexia lifted his chin slightly, looking smug and confident. He was about to speak when he saw Li Zhiyin head straight for the back row.
?
Li Zhiyin stopped in front of Xie Peiran.
Xie Peiran’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as he stood up to let her in.
A male classmate in the front narrowed his eyes sharply: “Back row by the window, the domain of kings.”
The girl next to him smacked him on the head and whispered a warning: “Stop with the chuunibyou talk. Yan Juexia’s expression is already turning sour.”
The students instinctively glanced at Yan Juexia.
Yan Juexia was staring at Xie Peiran.
His fists on the desk were clenched tightly, his jawline tense, as if he were grinding his teeth in frustration!
Xie Peiran noticed his gaze and turned away, pretending not to see.
Yan Juexia narrowed his eyes fiercely before shifting his glare to Li Zhiyin.
Li Zhiyin paid him no attention, still organizing her backpack.
He let out a disdainful snort through his nose and shoved all the books on his desk onto the empty seat beside him!
The clattering noise startled everyone, and all eyes turned to him!
Unfazed, he leaned back in his chair with an air of arrogance, clearly stewing in some silent anger.
A boy mused sagely: “I have a feeling our class’s peaceful days are over. A storm is about to break out over the Level Ten War God.”
A girl retorted: “…You’re calling Li Zhiyin the Level Ten War God?”
Li Zhiyin remained oblivious, taking out a pencil case and placing it on the desk.
Xie Peiran glanced at it sideways.
It was strange. The pencil case seemed brand new and unused, yet its color was faded and worn.
It looked as if it had been stored away for years, oxidized before being taken out for use.
How could a wealthy young lady like her have such a shabby item?
Li Wuyou held her phone, watching Li Zhiyin on the surveillance feed.
Li Zhiyin had not chosen to sit next to Yan Juexia.She knows her place.
Her friend pointed at the pencil case on the screen and sneered, “Look at the pencil case she uses, so tacky!”
“And it looks so old, it’s disgusting. Why doesn’t she get a new one?”
“It looks like it came straight from the Slums. Could it carry some contagious disease?”
Li Wuyou snorted coldly and lazily ordered, “Starting today, find ways to make her life uncomfortable, got it?”
The friends exchanged glances and smiled, “Got it, don’t worry!~”