You said you hated men, why are your eyes now full of love?

The girl's refusal made Fu Rongjing's gentle expression stiffen.

This reaction was unprecedented and unexpected for him.

"How can you not want to eat? This piece of chicken is really tasty."

He suppressed his displeasure for the moment and continued in a tone of feigned indulgence.

"Don't throw a tantrum. Eat more meat so you can grow taller. The dishes you ordered have no nutritional value whatsoever."

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Ruan, look at the dishes you ordered. They look like pig slop, so shabby."

Seeing this, the companions around them began to cajole and persuade.

"Just take it if Old Fu gives it to you, don't be shy.”

"Eat more so that you have the strength. Otherwise, even carrying those two big bombs on your chest will feel heavy."

"Hey, watch what you're saying. Can't you see that Old Fu is sitting right here?"

"Haha, sorry, my mistake, I'll shut up."

They were joking around, thinking their comments were harmless.

It was as if they were teasing a new and amusing toy.

Their unclean glances fell on them as if they were appraising merchandise.

Disgusting and filthy.

She took a deep breath, put the tray down and stood up abruptly.

"I've already said, I don't want to eat it and I don't like it."

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ruan Qingqing replied word by word.

"I take care of my own health. Even if I only eat vegetables, it has nothing to do with you seniors."

Her voice remained as soft as ever, but it no longer carried the same hint of timidness.

The group of people who had just been laughing fell silent in an instant.

It wasn't so much because of the girl's sudden change, but rather because she had been so openly disrespectful that they felt utterly embarrassed.

She was just a lowly commoner, yet here she was, acting so high and mighty.

It was like a prostitute putting up a facade of dignity. When Fu Rongjing got tired of her, there would definitely come a day when he'd get bored and discard her, treating her like a mere toy, just like her big chest.

Fu Rongjing's expression darkened as well.

He had confidently bragged to his brothers that the young girl was almost fully trained, but now this happened.

How would others view him in the future?

"Ruan Ruan."

He forced himself to smile at the girl.

But there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

"Be good, don't..."

Bang!

A sudden loud noise easily drowned out his deliberately lowered voice.

The surrounding students who were eating were attracted by the commotion.

They all fell silent and turned their heads to the source of the sound.

"Xu Junda, right? You are clearly Ji Mu himself!"

A stocky man, nearly two meters tall, pressed his palms against the table.

He glared at the boy who was calmly eating his meal in front of him.

The few lackeys surrounding him were also stocky and exuded an intimidating aura.

"You really have a death wish, daring to mess with me yesterday."

If that woman, Chu Yashi, hadn't reminded him this morning, he wouldn't have known that he had been tricked.

The more the burly man thought about it, the angrier he became, almost bursting with rage.

It was the first time in his life that someone had made a fool of him, and he couldn't stay rational.

"Damn it, you should ask around about my reputation as the Crazy Bear!"

Standing not far away, Ruan Qingqing's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the person confronting the burly man.

Classmate Ji Mu!

"Why is Crazy Bear here? What is that bully doing?"

"What else? Looking for trouble, obviously."

"I heard he beat a civilian student until he was unconscious a few days ago."

"Tsk tsk, whoever he targets is in for a rough time."

Hearing these comments, Ruan Qingqing's face gradually turned pale.

No, Ji Mu can't be in trouble!

Almost instinctively, without thinking, she started to rush towards the boy.

"Ruan Ruan, don't go over there."

Fu Rongjing blocked her path. "It's dangerous."

"Move aside."

Ruan Qingqing's hands were clenched tightly at her sides.

Her fingers turned white from the power.

"I have to help Ji Mu!"

Even though she knew it would be futile, she could at least buy the boy some time until the teacher arrived...

"I said no, and I mean it."

Fu Rongjing saw through her thoughts and coldly warned her.

His tone was no longer the soft whisper it had been before.

"Be good and stay here."

Ignoring the girl's worried expression, he signaled to his companions to keep a close watch on her.

After all this, he narrowed his eyes and looked ahead again.

Ji Mu, oh Ji Mu, I haven't even gone looking for you yet and you've already been targeted by the Crazy Bear.

Serves you right.@@novelbin@@

Fu Rongjing thought maliciously, his previously gloomy mood lightening slightly.

Under the gaze of others who were either gloating or watching the show, Ji Mu continued to eat his meal calmly.

"Four-eyes, are you deaf or something?"

Seeing the boy playing dead like an ostrich, the burly man kicked the table leg impatiently.

"I'm talking to you!"

The violently shaking table nearly spilled the food.

Ji Mu frowned.

The school cafeteria was having a feast today, and he had spent over thirty yuan to get a piece of everything delicious.

Especially the chicken leg and pork chop, which he had saved for last.

If a fight broke out now and affected those delicious dishes, wouldn't it be a huge loss?

With this thought, Ji Mu suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

No way!

He had to finish eating right away.

Secret Technique: Tornado Destroys Parking Lot!

I eat, I damn well eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat!

As he watched the boy devour his food, the burly man's face grew darker.

He had no idea what Ji Mu was thinking.

He only saw this act of ignoring him as a challenge to his authority.

"So all you can do is eat, huh?"

Anger surged in his heart.

The burly man reached straight out and slapped the boy's tray away.

Accompanied by a clattering sound effect.

The tray flew to the nearby table and the food scattered everywhere.

Ji Mu's body froze, his action of picking up the food stopped.

The other man spat contemptuously.

"Do you still want to eat?"

He lowered his eyes.

The saliva, mixed with yellow phlegm, landed right on the chicken leg that had fallen to the ground.

His thirty plus yuan... wasted just like that...

"Why don't you keep eating, four-eyes?"

The burly man grinned smugly, completely unaware of the gravity of the situation.

"Remember, this is what happens when you mess with me..."

Slap!

The loud slap swallowed the rest of his words.

The entire room fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's expression changed from shock to disbelief.

A searing pain spread across the burly man's left cheek, stunning even him for a moment.

"Do you know how hard it is to grow each grain of rice?"

Ji Mu withdrew his hand with a blank expression.

"This slap is in the name of the Party and the people."

"Four eyes!"

The burly man's eyes turned bloodshot as he snapped back to reality, instantly enraged.

"You want to die!!!"

Overwhelmed by the immense humiliation, he wanted to tear the other person apart on the spot.

He swung his fist, a violent gust of wind aimed directly at the boy's face.

Bang!

The sound of impact suddenly echoed.

The expected brutal scene of the boy being disfigured by the blow did not happen.

The boy stood unharmed.

The burly man's fist, which had come crashing down, was firmly caught inches from the boy's face.

"What?"

Seeing the astonished expression on the other man's face, Ji Mu used one hand to forcefully twist the burly man's thick arm backward.

The burly man's face contorted in pain.

Slap!

Before he could react, the other side of his face received another solid slap.

Unlike a few seconds ago, this slap was incredibly powerful.

It felt like being hit by a raging bull.

The immense force caused him to spin 360 degrees in the air before falling face first to the ground.

"Cough cough."

His stocky body twitched a few times, his expression a mask of agony.

Pain.

It hurt like hell.

His head buzzed, not to mention his ability to stand.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

It happened so fast that even the lackeys didn't have time to react.

The next moment, Ji Mu swung his right elbow at the chest of the lackey beside him.

Bang!

The swift elbow strike seemed to be possessed by a powerful force, sending the lackey flying backwards like an arrow and crashing into a slop bucket several meters away.

A foul and disgusting mess washed over him.

The lackey was dizzy and unable to get up, his mind blank with confusion.

What the hell just happened?

I was standing just a moment ago, how did I end up here?

A few seconds passed.

The remaining lackeys realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Just as they were about to make a move, Ji Mu had already flashed in front of them.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

He raised his hand and slapped each of them.

The 360-degree spin in the air was repeated.

The level of professionalism exceeded that of the Filipino divers by tenfold.

Afterwards, these lackeys ended up in the same state as their boss.

Dizzy with the feeling that the world was spinning.

With seven seconds left, Ji Mu turned around and straightened the tilted table.

He even moved the nearby tables back to their original positions.

The time limit for "Ancient Evil" had just expired.

He pulled out his original chair, sat down, and took a leisurely sip of the hot soup that hadn't spilled.

His movements were smooth and seamless, like flowing water.

The other people in the cafeteria were speechless, completely stunned by the scene they had just witnessed.

Wow.

He finished the fight and then sat back down to sip his hot soup.

Elegant, so elegant.

"Salt... salt..."

A faint voice sounded from the floor.

The burly man, having regained some strength, propped himself up on a chair and staggered to his feet.

Seeing the other man recover from his dizziness so quickly, Ji Mu was not surprised.

After all, he had only used less than thirty percent of his power.

If he had used his full strength, these guys would have met their great-grandmothers in the next second.

"Salt!"

The burly man glared at him, his right cheek swollen like a pig's head.

His speech was slurred, temporarily preventing him from speaking clearly.

"You think you can beat me and get away with it?"

He spat out his threats incoherently.

Though his appearance was somewhat comical, his burly physique still exuded an oppressive aura, and no one dared to laugh out loud.

As he spoke, the burly man staggered to his feet.

He seemed unwilling to accept defeat and wanted to fight again.

The atmosphere became tense again.

Ji Mu remained calm.

He crossed his legs.

The leisurely swinging motion hid his legs, which had begun to tremble with weakness.

"Really, you're not convinced?"

Editor’s note: I think the title is a play on words. ‘Lychee’ in chinese sounds similar to the hanyu pinyin of ‘Reason’.