**Yu Yan, the young man, is full of youthful energy. Seeing an elder being bullied, he was indignant long ago. Now that someone has stepped forward, he immediately responded, "Alright, big brother, I'll follow your lead. I don't want this silver."**
**Lin Wanrong raised his thumb, "Brother, no need to say more. True men!" he said, while stuffing the silver into the young man's clothes.**
**The old man was kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing. Tears and snot were flowing together. Hou Yuebai was relentless, about to kick the old man's face. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the table, and a man shouted, "Your eight generations of ancestors!"**
**Turning around, it was Lin Wanrong who had smashed a stone heavily on the table, creating a hole in the map of Jiangshan bird.**
**"What are you trying to do?" Hou Yuebai exclaimed. Lin Wanrong didn't speak, rushed forward, aimed at Hou Yuebai's face, and threw a punch.**
**As a skilled fighter, he knew the key to fighting well is focusing on the face. This punch didn't use internal force, but how could someone delicate like Hou Yuebai withstand it?**
**Hou Yuebai, caught off guard, hadn't felt the pain yet when Lin San threw another punch. His head buzzed, and he fell to the ground, rolling several times. His eyes were swollen like a panda, with scratches on his face, and blood oozing from his nostrils.**
**Seeing Lin Wanrong taking action, the young man didn't hesitate. Grabbing a stone, he ruthlessly smashed it onto Hou Yuebai's legs. Hou Yuebai immediately screamed in pain.**
**"Enjoyable, really damn enjoyable!" Lin Wanrong exclaimed loudly. Beating up this pretentious guy was truly satisfying.**
**The talents in the academy, who witnessed Lin San's scholarly lectures just yesterday, were now astonished by his sudden shift to rudeness and violence. Is he a scholar or a ruffian?**
**Lin Wanrong didn't care about their thoughts. If he couldn't take action when something was intolerable, wouldn't it be meaningless for him to be here?**
**"Hou Young Master—" Miss Wanying, who was far away and couldn't assist, rushed forward. Blocking Lin Wanrong, she asked, "Lin San, what are you doing?"**
**Lin Wanrong looked at her expressionlessly and coldly said, "Miss Wanying, didn't you see it? I'm beating up this spoiled brat."**
**Miss Wanying, angry, said, "Beating Young Master Hou in public, is there no law? I will take you to the yamen."**
**"Law? Miss Wanying, do you know why laws are made? Lin Wanrong chuckled.**
**"Why?"**
**"Because, with laws in place, people can break them." Lin Wanrong laughed.**
**"You are presumptuous." Miss Wanying angrily retorted.**
**Lin Wanrong's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Miss Wanying, when Young Master Hou was beating someone just now, why didn't you come to preach the law? Now you come to lecture me on the law. It's really funny."**
**He used coarse language and openly beat someone today, contrary to his demeanor in the academy yesterday. Miss Wanying was furious. "Lin San, you despise the law, beat Young Master Hou in public. I will definitely take you—"**
**Lin Wanrong glared at her and said angrily, "Get lost."**
**In his anger, Lin Wanrong was imposing, and Miss Wanying, caught off guard, took a step back. Realizing it, she quickly came to her senses, shouting, "Lin San, I am an officer of the yamen. Do you dare to harm me?"**
**Lin Wanrong completely ignored her, quickly bypassed her, and went towards Hou Yuebai.**
**Hou Young Master quickly climbed up, standing behind a book table. He couldn't even wipe the nosebleed and looked terrified. "Lin San, what are you doing? Don't make me afraid of you. I am a scholar and won't stoop to your level, tarnishing my reputation."**
**"Reputation, your old mother." Lin Wanrong took a step forward, kicked the table, and Hou Yuebai, shocked, jumped backward. However, he tripped on a stone under his feet and fell to the ground. Lin Wanrong kicked him on the buttocks. "Young Master Hou, does stepping on people feel comfortable?"**
**A gust of wind came from behind; it was Miss Wanying. Seeing Lin Wanrong acting so arrogantly, she adopted a fighting stance and approached. Lin Wanrong, not fond of Miss Wanying, caught her wrist, twisted it lightly, and she screamed in pain.**
**"Don't think everyone is
afraid of you," Lin Wanrong sneered, "In front of me, don't act so arrogantly."**
**The talents in the academy were shocked. This gentle and elegant scholar from yesterday had suddenly turned into a ruffian, beating up people and even daring to confront the yamen's officer. This was truly shocking.**
It was already evening when we returned to the house, and the eldest lady was walking around anxiously in the house. When she saw him, she was happy at first, then angry, and said: "You are a bad guy, have you felt comfortable in today's fight?"