The two figures, one after the other, were led by a boy dressed in a fancy white designer tracksuit, with sunglasses still perched on his face, giving him an air of cool defiance. He walked with his head held so high, it's as if he wished his nostrils could point to the sky.
Especially his swaggering gait, so exaggerated, you'd think his dad was the "Emperor" himself, almost as if he were walking sideways.
Just by looking at his arrogant demeanor, it went without saying: a typical young master, a rich second generation.
Trailing behind the rich kid was another student, tall and hulking.
This one towered at over one ninety, a height that put him way above his peers.
What was key, though, were the developed muscles on his body and the fierce look on his face, signaling he wasn't someone to easily provoke.
Upon seeing the two of them, the classmates in the room instinctively shrank their necks, then quickly turned their heads toward Chen Feng, sitting behind Lin Mengyao, with gloating expressions on their faces ripening even more.
When the pair walked into the classroom, they quickly noticed Chen Feng sitting behind Lin Mengyao, which immediately turned the rich kid's face into a frosty scowl.
"Young Master Zhong, am I seeing things?" the burly student rubbed his eyes, looking incredulously at the rich kid, "Do you see it?"
"Li Dagang, it seems someone didn't take my words to heart after all!" Zhong Siquan squinted, turned his head to look at the hulking student, and spoke with a chill in his voice.
"This kid looks somewhat unfamiliar. Could he be new and doesn't know the rules?" Li Dagang took another careful look at Chen Feng and then said.
"I don't care. I've made it clear before," Mengyao is mine, and the seat behind her can only be mine. This kid actually dares to take my seat. Today, he must learn that some places aren't his for the taking!" Zhong Siquan said with an icy face.
"Young Master Zhong, I understand. Just watch!" Li Dagang flashed a wicked smile, then without another word, strode confidently toward Chen Feng.
At the same time, Tang Yuxin and Chen Feng also noticed the menacing approach of Li Dagang.
In response, Tang Yuxin smiled slightly, pointed her delicate white finger at Li Dagang, who was striding toward them, and said with a laugh, "Look, here comes your trouble!"
"Trouble?"
Chen Feng knitted his brows in confusion. He was about to ask Tang Yuxin about it, when before he could speak, Li Dagang had already arrived beside him.
"Kid, you've got guts!" Li Dagang extended his thick palm and smacked the table in front of Chen Feng sharply twice, speaking coldly.
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Feng looked up at Li Dagang, who stood beside him with a menacing glare, and asked in confusion.
"What do I mean? Heh, are you genuinely clueless about what you've done?" Li Dagang sneered.
"I don't know!" Chen Feng shook his head indifferently.
"Fine, then let me tell you! The seat you're in now is Young Master Zhong's exclusive spot, off-limits to others. Violators pay a hefty price, get it?" Li Dagang said coldly.
"Oh!" Chen Feng nodded.
"You understand? Then why aren't you scurrying to the podium, kowtowing, and begging Young Master Zhong's forgiveness?" Li Dagang pointed at Zhong Siquan, who stood on the podium, and spoke sharply.
Hearing this, Chen Feng turned his head to glance at Zhong Siquan, then looked at Li Dagang and replied nonchalantly, "What if I refuse?"
"Then I will physically make you!" Li Dagang glared, his voice filled with rage.
"Ah? You want to get physical with me? I wouldn't recommend it, I happen to be quite formidable. What would you do if you ended up getting hurt?" Chen Feng blinked earnestly.
However, his words had barely left his lips when not just Li Dagang, but the entire class of boys couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Among the boys present, many had suffered a beating from Li Dagang.
This Li Dagang, not only was he incredibly strong, but he was also ferocious in a fight.
In the entire senior year, there were only a handful of boys who could beat him in a one-on-one, making him one of Zhong Siquan's formidable warriors.
Chen Feng, with his slight build, stood no chance in front of Li Dagang; probably couldn't even block a single punch.
Thus, everyone found Chen Feng's words earlier utterly laughable; he was simply talking big.
"Ha ha ha, kid, you really cracked me up! You think you're tough? Fine, I really have to see for myself how tough you are today! I'll give you a chance, and to show I'm not bullying you, I'll let you strike first. If you can knock me down, I'll let today's incident slide. Otherwise, I'll beat the shit out of you, how about that?" Li Dagang threw his head back with a loud laugh, looking at Chen Feng with sheer disdain.
"Ah, why is it that nobody believes the truth these days!"
Chen Feng sighed helplessly, then stood up from his seat, faced Li Dagang, and said, "Let's get one thing straight, if I really hurt you later on, you're not allowed to accuse me of anything!"
"Just stop yapping and strike already, I want to see how tough you really are!" Li Dagang gave Chen Feng a disdainful glance as he spoke with contempt.
In his heart, he never once worried that Chen Feng could knock him down.
With his years of fighting experience, he had strong confidence in his abilities.
"Alright then, sorry about this!"
Chen Feng shrugged helplessly and then lifted his right hand, throwing a very casual punch, moving toward Li Dagang's abdomen slowly and leisurely.
This punch seemed soft and powerless, as slow as if he were practicing Tai Chi.
Seeing this, disdain in Li Dagang's eyes grew even stronger.
Now he was certain that Chen Feng had been full of hot air, possessing no real strength at all.
Such a weak punch wouldn't take down anyone, not just someone skilled in fighting like him, but any average student as well.
Thinking this, a scornful smile played on Li Dagang's lips. He then planted his hands on his hips, tilted his head back, flared his nostrils to the sky, puffed out his belly, and just stood there, striking what he thought was a very cool pose, completely abandoning any defense.
Because he felt that Chen Feng's punch couldn't do him any harm; at most, it would tickle him.
So why bother defending?
Wouldn't taking this punch coolly make him look handsome? Maybe it would even win over a girl's heart.
Thinking this, Li Dagang was inwardly delighted and even started whistling.
"Shh-shh..."
"Bang!"
However, just as he had let out a couple of whistles, a dull thud sounded. Everyone saw that Chen Feng's initially slow-moving fist had, somehow, already landed on Li Dagang's abdomen.
This scene stunned everyone.
"Ow!"
A heart-wrenching scream followed, and before the onlookers could react, Li Dagang was sent flying backwards.
And his complexion at that moment was as ugly as if he had eaten shit, with no trace left of his previous smugness…