Li Min stepped out of her bed and went to the kitchen, and soon she returned with a cup of green tea; she placed it on top of a saucer. I indifferently but gently took it from her and positioned it on the table before me; the tea smelled nice. I wondered what the brand was, but I didn't want to waste my time on such trifles. What about the brand? To me, there was nothing special. Just savor the taste and get it over with, nothing more. However, when I tasted it, I unintentionally wanted to vomit it, but I held up. What an irony; it was insanely bitter and not complementary to the flowery fragrant. Did she bring me here to punish me? In fact, I wondered how she even made this tea.
"First, you should be happy and proud that you are the first male to step into this place and that I used my energy to make that tea for you. Why do you have that pathetic face?" she snapped! What a ludicrous demon.
Great! What arrogance! Even when they starkly appeared insufficient, they used the aura of rank and superiority to cover their stupidity. Such fools that would never learn no matter how people taught them. Why should anyone be happy as her first servant? However, her concern right now is not the same as mine. At best, she was just a cold human being that saw herself as superior to others. However, my concern was how not to destroy this whole place in anger! She was different from others, so people might exterminate me if I messed around. Regardless, I've reached my limit of toleration. This vixen really thought too highly of herself. I uncourteously dropped the tea. No way would I drink shit only to please an uncaring fox. I wanted to live longer than the cloud above the heavens. In fact, I portended nothing good about my current situation. I thought that if I struggled with fate and decided the impossible to finish this tea (that's if I didn't die first), this wench might refill my cup. Of course, it was only an unusual premonition. I couldn't care less about her hospitality; I wanted to leave the soonest.
"So why did you call me," I just wanted the nightmare to be over as soon as possible.
She snorted angrily. "So you don't enjoy my company?"
My God! That's not the issue here, or is it? I have been suspecting this fellow had been acting all weird. I am lazy to confirm this theory, but my suspicion about this should not be wrong. I better knock that idea off her mind.
"Well, since your ghost is having a bad time being around me, let us get it over with, shall we? I suspect that Class A and C are up to something. I got this anonymously." She threw her phone to me to see a video. Someone sent it to her. It was a video about Boazhai Dayu's photo shooting. In fact, it was likely more than that, but the tape abruptly cut halfway with a silly text. [Don't you want to see how it ended?]
Just as I saw this content, I couldn't veil my surprise. My face changed in shock and anger; Li Min laughed wickedly. She already anticipated this ending. And to her, it was exhilarating to predict me accurately. It showed I wasn't some God thrown in the wrong era.
"So you are in love with her, I see. That is why you hate me! You're rather courageous. Remember, you stole my pure hug," she threatened. I looked at her indifferently; my gaze was as dark as death—she trembled immediately.
"Are you a satellite TV? If you are! Why did you not use it for the test's sake instead? Don't be nosy! By the way, I have never declared I loved anyone yet. And besides, you might claim you have feelings for me (which is even the craziest joke I've heard my entire life), but I'm sure you're just confused. What you might actually love isn't me (Guang Fang) but my talent. What the hell do you even know about me. What is my pet name? What's my best food? What's my best joke? What do I hate the most?" Just hearing my piercing interrogations, Li Min wore a sad expression.
I suddenly felt content after my short explosion. It felt just pleasant! I could have done more, but I like to live longer; this crazy bitch was not easy to mess with, but so am I. But was fate pulling me in this direction? God damn it! This elusive trick must be some joke from one unknown entity, right? The parody of all parody!
Seeing I wasn't joking, Li Min obediently continued: "The other reason I called you is that a guy named Shun Lei is unusually close to Fu Wei, our class leader. Shen Yongrui is in the same club with him as well; the three of them are in the volleyball club." She explained. She passed a long glance at me before she continued with a complex expression. "Shen Yongrui suddenly began to disturb Fu Wei; however, Shun Lei rescued him. This Shun Lei is an indifferent guy—you could say he is rebellious and uncooperative."
"If he is uncooperative, that might be good for us, don't you think?" I coldly announced.
"Well, that is if it was really true. Shen Yongrui is a person that mixes truth and lies together. We might not be sure that Shu Lei is really rebellious."
As she said this, I placed my thumb on my chin, seemingly drowned in thought: if anything happens to Fu Wei, that is really not my concern. Except it was Boazhai Dayu.
"You are thinking: if something happens to Fu Wei that it was not your problem, don't you? However, it is."
"And why's that?" I asked, clearly in disbelief.
"Because if you want to go to the prince world, people expect you can take care of your class—being a better leader."
"I see. So it is some preemptive measure to prevent leaders from betraying their comrade for gain."
"Yes."
"So tell me more about this prince world." I urged. Since we're discussing it, I might as well hear more.
However, the room became quiet and tense at the broach of this topic. Even if a needle hit the floor, the sound would be blaring enough for the two of us to hear it clearly. It suddenly looked like we were the only ones in the world. Regardless, I wondered how such a topic could evoke such a solemn atmosphere. Was it a forbidden topic?
Then, Li Min broke the icy feeling.
"You already know that I am part of the prince's family; that's why my status here is high. But my father cast me down; my father and others said I was incompetent and unskilled. You must have probably understood that intellect was not all to accredit someone's greatness, don't you?"
Well, even if I knew she came from the prince's family, it was only my hypothesis. However, she had verified it for me. I wonder what that world looks like, I contemplated. What was the difference between this Thunder nation and that world? What kind of people existed there? Something suddenly occurred to me; It prompted me to ask unceremoniously.
"So why would your father go to the length of casting you down?" I couldn't probably predict the way these ancient people think, even if god gave me the wisdom of ten lives.
"Well, it is because anyone deemed as useless would not stay in the ancient world; that's because the rules didn't allow just any fool to belong there, constituting nuisance to others, especially when the person is of high status in the ancient world. They think it would bring shame to the name of the leader."
"So you are really the leader's daughter, just like I said before?"
"Yes! However, you were not totally right. There are three families in the prince's world: the Xou family has the territory of Xian; the Chu Family has the territory of Chengdu; the Shang family has the territory of Shenzhen. They all have equal leadership rights and are competitive with each other. That's why they will not hesitate to throw away their family to the lower territory."
"Hmm…" I felt a pang of disappointment with the way these archaic people behave. How do I put it, hmm? They seemed uneducated, and their midriff probably came from shooting stars because it would be hard to absorb any content. I placed my hands on my chin; I expressionlessly faced forward, seemingly lost in thought.
"So, Chonglin Mingxia and Shen Yongrui should also be like you, a member of one of the ancient families," I added after a while of thought.
"Yes! Or it might also be possible they sent them to make me stay, never foolishly thinking of returning. As I said, if the school expelled a member of a class, it becomes a bad name for my leadership. A person of my status who wants to go back to the ancient world must have rich leadership qualities. People assume that I can handle any given role—that I could manage people (whether a country or a cooperative body).