Three days later.
The first-period class go on as usual and ended.
For some reason, the second-period class today was noisy because there was no teacher. Everyone was doing their own things.
Thirty minutes later, they heard footsteps coming to the door, and ran back to their seats.
The teacher that was expected to come didn't show up, instead, a youth with three boys behind him walked into the classroom. The students knew who he was so they didn't dare find trouble with him and just sat quietly.
"Get up, I want to sit." Yuan Zhongxin said to Li Siyang.
Li Siyang was confused and didn't pay attention to it.
"Move, I need this seat to sit!" Yuan Zhongxin said again
Yuan Zhongxin is a new transfer student from Royal Academy. The fourth prince of Xiyang kingdom.
Looking at Yuan Zhang Xin's face that was almost within reach, it was a little dark but very manly. However, there was a fierce look on his face.
"Move? To where? What seat?" Li Siyang stated to ask
Yuan Zhongxin's eyes changed. He pretended to look around at his classmates and said: "Did you hear that, this guy has strong wings. What's wrong? First, on the big standings, I don't hit you?"
Just as he said that he punched Li Siyang on the stomach.
Li Siyang had some aftereffects and was having a headache. Now that he got a solid stomach ache, he felt unlucky. How come each of these people with powerful backgrounds so arrogant?
"Why should I give you my seat? If you want to sit, you should ask politely. Then, maybe, I would find an empty chair for you."
"I, Yuan Zhongxin, what did you just say? Am I hearing things?" Yuan Zhongxin felt that he had lost a lot of faces just now. He threw a pouch at Li Siyang's face. Siyang dragged to the side, he about to lift his head. However, he couldn't lift his head at all. Yuan Zhongxin directly grabbed his hair and forced his head down.
Li Siyang looked at Yuan Zhongxin with an indifferent expression and said: "No need, I won't give you my seat."
Just as Yuan zhongxin lifted his hand to give Siyang another pouch, "ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong" the bell rings Indicating the end of period 2.
Yuan zhongxin loosened his collar and walked out.
Siyang sighed and Shook his head.
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"Who is that guy?" Siyang asked Mu Jin
Mu Jin: "That's right you weren't in school for the past three days. That person is called Yuan Zhongxin, A transfer student from Royal Academy. He is the fourth prince of the Xiyang Kingdom. The great-grandson of the principal of Royal Academy."
"So, ~ is that a well-known Academy?" Siyang asked
Mu Jin looked at Li Siyang in shock. "You want to tell me, you haven't heard about Royal Academy?"
"I have, but I didn't pay attention to the details. "
"Royal Academy is a good school that has one of the powerful sect support. The Nine Diagrams sect is their backup."
"The Nine Diagrams sect, huh?" Siyang muttered to himself.
"What did you say?" Mu Jin asked
"Nothing, let's walk faster, we're almost late. "
"Ah, you're right." As if realizing just how much time they had lost talking, Mu Jin started doubling his footsteps.
Why would the great-grandson of old man Yuan Xuelan's come to the Snow Tower? This was the question Siyang was thinking about, but he didn't ask out loud.
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The next class was self-study in the library.
Mu Jin pushed open the door of the library and Siyang walked in. Innumerable bookshelves stood tall and countless books of all kinds filled the space between. The entire space was wild.
"A library?" Mu Jin's vision turned dark, and he nearly fainted in despair. "So this is how we'll do self-study? What purpose does it serve? Forget it, I should take a look at a book first." Helpless, Wang Xuan reached Out and grabbed a book from one of the bookshelves, it was about cultivation.
Mu Jin was speechless. An urge to cry overwhelmed him, but tears refused to spill out. After looking around for a moment longer, Mu Jin signs, "How boring?"
Looking around the library, Mu Jin saw Bai Luo sitting on the desk like he'd lost his soul. Mu Jin smiles, "I guess he's just as bored to death like me." Mu Jin waves his hand at Siyang, "Siyang I will be back. " without waiting for a response, he left.
Looking at the expression on Bai Luo's face, Guo Canran thought, "At least something can make you quiet." A surge of joy gushed through Gui Canran's heart, but on the surface, he was too lazy to express it. Bai Luo has always been disturbing him, now that he knows what Bai Luo is afraid of.
"Brother Luo, don't worry, I have come to your rescue. " Mu said and sit next to Bai Luo
Bai Luo looked at the person next to him, his eyes lit up; "Oh brother Jin, you're so thoughtful." He hugged Mu Jin
Guo Canran shook his head and reached out his hand as well and grabbed one of the books.
Li Siyang, who was reading, felt his spirit get weak and he fell to his knees.
When he left up his head, he was Yuan zhongxin standing in front of him.
"What? You can't even stand that?" Yuan Zhongxin mocked
"What did you do to me?"
"What will you do even if I tell you?"
Yuan Zhongxin bent down and held Li Siyang's chin. "I like the look in your eyes. Is the prettiest boy helpless?"
"What do you want?" Li Siyang asked
"It's still soon to ask that my dear, we are just getting started. When I came and heard about you, I was so dying to meet you. How can I just let our meeting be so boring? About the attack I used on you, it's called the Soul-enervator. You should check it out." With that, Yuan Zhong Xin left.
Soul enervator: An art that can drain energy or vitality from the opponent's soul and if the enemy's soul is weak, it might even cause their soul to be extinguished.
"Where is Siyang?" Zhang Wang asked
When Siyang heard Zhang Wang's voice, he immediately came back to his senses and helped himself from the ground.
Yuan Zhongxin!
Li Siyang will have to remember this name for a long time.