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Chapter 1371: Chapter 1370

Lin Fan woke up, stepped out of the room, and saw the manor’s butler respectfully waiting outside the door.

"Mr. Lin, you’re awake. Breakfast has been prepared for you. The master is waiting in the living room. Please, Mr. Lin, enjoy it in the dining room," the butler bowed, as if serving a prince.

Lin Fan felt a bit embarrassed, smiled, and said, "No need to be so formal."

He then followed the butler to the living room.

In the living room, Allen was sitting on the sofa, nervously staring at his phone. On seeing Lin Fan, Allen quickly stood up to greet him, "Good morning, Mr. Lin."

Lin Fan replied, "Good morning."

Allen smiled and asked, "Did you sleep well last night, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Fan said, "It was okay, but you don’t seem to have slept well."

Allen’s dark circles were quite obvious, suggesting he didn’t sleep well last night and woke up early, staring at his phone, waiting for a call.

What would happen next he could easily imagine,

Allen awkwardly smiled; he was indeed very tense, making Lin Fan amused.

Lin Fan said, "Don’t be nervous; everything will be fine. I’ll go with you, but let’s start with breakfast."

Having said that, Lin Fan didn’t follow the butler’s direction to the dining room but walked outside.

Allen hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, the dining room is over there."

Lin Fan said, "I’m not eating; I’m heading somewhere. If they call you, just let me know."

Lin Fan wasn’t concerned that Allen wouldn’t notify him or would go see the auction platform people on his own. Allen’s sleepless night showed how scared he was. After all, he was now in the same boat as Lin Fan and was counting on Lin Fan to protect him.

Lin Fan left the manor and drove to Imperial College London.

Before meeting the auction platform people, Lin Fan planned to go to the school to investigate a bit. According to Allen, Li Zixia was initially auctioned anonymously that night, but her real identity was exposed, which directly endangered her situation.

Subsequently, the auction platform tried their best to cover up the incident, sending apology letters only to the buyers involved that night. In the apology, the platform disassociated itself, stating that it wasn’t the platform that exposed Li Zixia but an attack from unknown individuals. The platform quickly fixed the loophole and enhanced protection, ensuring no further user data leaks, and also pleaded buyers not to harass Li Zixia.

Analyzing this apology, two possibilities are likely. One, there was a bug in the auction platform causing Li Zixia’s exposure, which would be the platform’s fault. Two, the platform wasn’t lying and was indeed hacked by unknown individuals.

It’s worth noting that Li Zixia herself is a hacker, so who could be skilled enough to expose her during her auction?

If such a person exists, then they must be quite formidable.

Why did this person expose Li Zixia, and what was the motive?

It’s necessary to investigate people around Li Zixia, and Imperial College London, as a world-class university, is filled with geniuses. This unknown person is likely from Imperial College.

A visit there for investigation is warranted.

Imperial College London, ranked in the world’s top ten universities, features buildings in a European castle style, classical and grand, full of dense atmosphere.

A new school day has begun, and the campus is bustling with students everywhere, vibrant and lively, with students of various skin colors from around the world, mainly Caucasian as it’s a United Kingdom university.

Though it’s not a noble school, there are quite a few wealthy students, and luxury cars are visible on campus.

Lin Fan drove Master Xiao Ye’s inconspicuous sedan into Imperial College London, and compared to surrounding luxury cars, his car appeared particularly eye-catching, drawing the attention of passersby.

"Look, whose car is that?"

A few white students pointed and laughed.

Lin Fan parked the car in the parking lot and got out.

His simple attire was as noticeable as the sedan.

"Oh, it’s a Huaxia person!"

"Haha, the Third World is really poor, look at what he’s wearing and the crappy car he’s driving!"

"I just look down on Huaxia people. They are poor because their IQ is inferior to ours!"

The white students mocked recklessly.

"What do you mean by that, what you’re doing is wrong, and it’s discrimination!"

A passing female student couldn’t help but stop and retort after hearing the white students.

This was a Chinese female international student rebutting with very fluent English; although she wasn’t a great beauty, at that moment, she was valiantly charming.

The white students became unhappy seeing a Chinese female student daring to argue against them.

"Have we said anything wrong? You Huaxia people are just poor and stupid. Did I say anything wrong?"

"I’ve seen the places you Huaxia people live in, they don’t compare to ours, and I’ve heard you can’t even afford a tea egg!"

"Yeah, what did I say wrong, why are you getting worked up?"

The white students retorted, surrounding the Chinese female student, seemingly about to gang up on her.

The Chinese female student trembled with anger but didn’t back down, saying, "We are all students here. Nobody is inherently smarter than the others, why do you think you’re smarter than me? As for poverty, yes, we Huaxia are a developing country, and falling behind leads to being beaten. We’ve learned from this, so now we are striving to develop, and have actually done quite well. If your impression of Huaxia is still stuck in the past, then it’s your notion that’s outdated, not our problem! Please, open your eyes and take a look around!"

The white students were briefly stunned by this retort, but quickly became very discontent.

"Sure, we are all students here, but there are levels of competence; we are indeed better than you, better than you, so what?" a white student provoked.

The Chinese female student said, "Really, you’re smarter than me? I’m not interested in arguing about who’s better, but since you insist, I’ll ask you, what score did you get in calculus this semester?"

The white student said, "I’m definitely very good. How much did you score?"

The Chinese female student said, "Sorry, I scored full marks in calculus. Does that mean I’m smarter than you?"

The white student: "..."

A white female student said, "What does that prove? It only proves that you Huaxia people are merely exam machines, only good at memorizing. Your technological development isn’t as advanced as ours, is it? I’m from the United States, and our tech is world number one!"

The Chinese female student: "..."

For a moment, she didn’t know how to retort because indeed, the United States’ technology is undeniably strong, leading the world in many areas, and such a reality is hard to refute.

"Never mind, there’s no need to see eye to eye with them." Lin Fan walked over, smiling as he said.

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