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Seeing the boy with a proud expression who nodded at her with a clear air of superiority, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit bewildered.
She hadn’t expected the Demoness to join the team at the last minute. Those Young Masters who had been trying to pursue her due to Old Master Liang's rumors probably hadn’t received any news about this either.
Moreover, Yuying Middle School was still a relatively ordinary school compared to the Royal Academy of Basic Studies. Although there were peculiar students like Liu Lianyue and Liang Wuxuan, they had their own reasons for attending this school.
Could it be that some wealthy heir had infiltrated the school for ‘love’? Or perhaps he was the son of a newly rich coal boss whose family had quickly risen to prominence but hadn’t yet received a title?
He also seemed to be a loyal supporter of the Common Unity Party.
However, judging by his clothing, which was similar to hers and appeared quite ordinary, he seemed to be frugal. Yet, his condescending attitude gave off an inexplicable sense of confidence.
“Yang Xiaoyou, right? We should have a sense of collective honor. Why are you acting alone? It’s troubling President to come and fetch you. People shouldn’t fear lacking talent or ability; what’s truly frightening is being unambitious! Mr. Zhong Cheng said we may not have material luxury, but we must possess a strong spirit!” After greeting Li Zheng and Liang Wuxuan, he pretended to be reserved and turned away from her, instead addressing Yang Xiaoyou in a tone that suggested he was disappointed in her.
Yang Xiaoyou felt somewhat confused; she didn’t think she knew him.
“Ahem. Li Zheng, we’re departing by plane tomorrow. To adjust for the time difference, it would be best for everyone to rest early,” Liang Wuxuan interjected, seemingly unable to listen any longer. After clearing her throat, she spoke up to dismiss him.
With her presence as the student president, Yuying Middle School had even sent their teachers away who initially led the group. It seemed they wanted to showcase their students' capabilities directly.
All the issues along the way were entrusted entirely to her.
“Oh, I’m really sorry for forgetting about this. I truly appreciate President Liang’s concern and care for me. Well then, see you tomorrow. Sweet dreams,” Li Zheng continued his monologue like a sermon until he heard Liang Wuxuan’s words. He feigned nonchalance as he bent slightly in gratitude.
It seemed that if he weren’t standing so far away, he would have wanted to learn the Western custom of kissing hands before turning gracefully to leave, leaving behind an image that concealed his true intentions.
His display of ‘strength’ surprisingly caught the attention of two other students—a boy and a girl—who followed him to ask some questions from behind.
However, it seemed that these two had long been inclined towards the Common Unity Party. As the saying goes, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." With preconceived notions in place, no matter how one looked at Li Zheng, he appeared to be a profound and capable scholar. Although some of the discussions were hard to understand, they were quickly won over.
"Tch, what a joke. Did he really think the President was just for him?" One casually dressed young man, whose sleeves were frayed and arms exposed, expressed his disdain. Though not particularly muscular, his physique was strong and filled with vigor. He was one of the two remaining students who had not left.
Beside him stood a shy and cute girl, who timidly tugged at his sleeve after hearing his words. "Aliang, please don’t act like that outside; it’ll make people dislike you."
Her voice had a sweet quality to it, clearly indicating her timid nature. However, as she pulled on the sleeve of this apparent troublemaker, she seemed unfazed.
"Stop being so annoying! Don’t pull at me like that; you’re starting to sound like a nagging mother," the boy with messy hair glanced at Yang Xiaoyou and Liang Wuxuan, feeling somewhat uncomfortable as he freed his arm from her grasp.
Though he said this, it was evident that he was somewhat receptive to her behavior and didn’t complain further.
Watching this interaction, Yang Xiaoyou couldn’t help but think of Menglu. Although their personalities were quite different, the familiar atmosphere suggested that these two had known each other for a long time and were childhood friends who had grown up together.
This atmosphere made Yang Xiaoyou, who had initially felt annoyed by the Arrogant Young Master's words, smile slightly.
"Hehe, seems like your type! With that lewd grin on your face, you’re not plotting something weird, are you?" Liang Wuxuan nudged Yang Xiaoyou with his elbow and leaned closer to whisper in his ear.
Before Yang Xiaoyou could react, the rebellious boy seemed to have overheard something. He turned sharply to glare at Yang Xiaoyou and coldly huffed, "What are you looking at? Hmph! I promised her father I’d take care of her safety on the way. If you have any ulterior motives—hmph!"
After saying this, he executed a swift kick in mid-air that produced a loud crack as air rushed past him. The sound resonated through the hall as he landed perfectly back in his original position with impressive precision.
This display drew cheers from other guests in the hall. It was common to see people showing off their skills casually on the streets, but such high-level performance was quite rare.
Seeing this fierce protector glaring at him like a hen guarding its chick, Yang Xiaoyou showed no signs of anger; instead, he smiled broadly. It was a nostalgic feeling—after all, their group used to be led by Chen Hao.
It was unavoidable; the display from the other party, although it carried an implication of intimidation, had no practical combat application. Yet, it fully showcased their solid foundation. A simple kick and turn hinted at a subtle essence reminiscent of Wing Chun's short power. At the same time, there were faint traces of Soviet martial arts, Systema, suggesting that they had combined the strengths of multiple styles, likely under the guidance of two exceptionally skilled instructors.
From what had just been demonstrated, this individual was even stronger than Liu Lianyue. It was surprising to discover such a formidable character within the school.
Unfortunately, even though Flesh's strength had reached the standard and even exceeded it, he had not yet crossed the threshold of momentum in terms of realm. Based on Yang Xiaoyou's current mental cultivation, he could roughly assess that this person was actually at a lower realm than Liu Lianyue.
Liu Lianyue possessed a strong obsession that limited him, while this individual simply hadn't met the standard yet.
Just because of a single act of intimidation, it felt as if Yang Xiaoyou had dissected the situation. He couldn't help but scrutinize the other person with great interest.
The 'annoying' expression on his face made Zhang Liang furious. However, he was soon pulled back by a timid girl beside him. Seeing her shy and slightly worried expression, she whispered, "He... he's that famous one from our school..."
Turning his head to listen closely to the girl's words, Zhang Liang's previously furious expression shifted to one of dread. His protective stance toward the girl transformed into one where he shielded himself entirely, as if Yang Xiaoyou's gaze sent chills down his spine, making him extremely uncomfortable.
After fidgeting with his hands for a moment, he awkwardly grabbed the soft girl and turned to flee.
Yang Xiaoyou, having caught wind of what was happening, felt veins popping on his forehead. He then slapped his palm against his thigh while laughing at Demoness, whose ample bosom swayed enticingly. With a darkened face and an expression of frustration, he also prepared to retreat to his room.
The girl's earlier words were undoubtedly about Yang Xiaoyou's notorious reputation within the school regarding his alleged preferences.
This caused the seemingly oblivious boy to bolt away immediately. After vaguely catching whispers about Liang Wuxuan, he quickly pieced together who was being referred to as "your type," and the thought of such a fellow made him feel nauseated.
To avoid any misunderstandings in his room, Yang Xiaoyou pulled out an exchange student dossier he had received long ago. This list had been in his possession for some time; Demoness had even added some extra information. However, it seemed that his upcoming trip to Iceland had little to do with any kind of exchange program.
Naturally, he had been too lazy to look through it until now after encountering several peculiar characters.
After reading it, he couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.
Well, first there was the pair of childhood friends who piqued his interest. The boy, named Zhang Liang, was quite skilled; his physical abilities were definitely on par with those of a Momentum Level expert.
His father was a retired Chinese instructor from a Soviet training camp in Siberia. Due to the chaos within the Soviet Union, they had moved back to their homeland. The girl, Huang Yue, was actually a distant cousin of Chen Hao's girlfriend, Huang Ling. Initially, the first person to interact with them in Kapa City was Huang Jing, a teacher responsible for protecting students and proficient in Wing Chun; he was her uncle. Her father was a well-known Wing Chun master in Jiangsu and even across the nation.
Zhang Liang's father was a close friend of Huang Yue's family.
The Demoness clearly knew what kind of people Yang Xiaoyou would be interested in, so the information about these two was the most detailed. It even included trivial matters like how Zhang Liang used to be a core elite member of the Martial Arts Club but was later ostracized by the now infamous Minister Li Xiao. He wasn't fond of making friends and had a rather aloof personality.
After going through this, Yang Xiaoyou also took a glance at the student named Li Zheng, who spoke incessantly about the Common Unity Party and democracy, appearing even more arrogant than Zhang Liang.
What struck him as a stark contrast was that Li Zheng came from a poor background; he wasn't even considered well-off and didn't seem like a spoiled child. Yet his outward demeanor suggested otherwise.
Well, there are countless great individuals who come from humble beginnings. If one possesses extraordinary talent or some specialty in certain aspects, being a bit proud can actually highlight their scholarly spirit, which is admirable.
However, Li Zheng seemed quite mediocre in all aspects; his grades and abilities were on par with Huang Wei's.
It was strange that after joining the Common Unity Party, he inexplicably transformed into someone like this. It truly made Yang Xiaoyou feel that it was rather bizarre. No matter how powerful the Common Unity Party might be, it couldn't possibly cultivate an average fellow with no notable abilities into an elite in such a short time.
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