Free Web NovelChapter 290: Chapter 290: So Hot-headed?
Yang Zhuo’s methods were actually very simple. freewebnoveℓ.com
They boiled down to his money and his powerful physique.
He was from An City, a municipality in the Central State region and a neighbor to Jizhou. He came from a Martial Arts family, and with six older siblings, he was the seventh child.
Therefore, he didn’t have to worry about family matters, giving him plenty of time to fool around.
For example, the Yang Family had originally disagreed with him attending Central State University.
Given the Yang Family’s resources, they could live in splendor and opulence for generations even if no one ever went to college.
But Yang Zhuo had shamelessly begged his family to pull strings and get him into Central State University.
There was no other reason.
He knew that picking up girls on campus was far more fun and carefree than doing it out in the real world.
「At the same time.」
Jiang Xinghai, Shen Lingyin, and Mu Jianni arrived at the base of the women’s dormitory building, pulling their suitcases.
Since Jiang Xinghai was male, the dorm manager stopped him there.
"Lingyin, Jianni, you two have gotten to know each other now, and you’ve been assigned to the same dorm. I hope you can help each other out and present a united front. Can you do that?" Jiang Xinghai said solemnly, looking at the two young women.
Shen Lingyin and Mu Jianni looked at each other, then both turned to look at Jiang Xinghai.
"Of course, if either of you still has a problem with the other, speak up now, and I’ll play the peacemaker." Jiang Xinghai took a step back, leaned against a willow tree, and lit a cigarette.
"Brother Xinghai, I know I was wrong," Shen Lingyin managed to say.
Mu Jianni also looked embarrassed. "Mr. Jiang, I was the one at fault."
With that, she turned to Shen Lingyin. "Lingyin, you’re a year younger than me. I shouldn’t have been so competitive with you. I’m sorry."
"In that case, I can rest easy," Jiang Xinghai said with a gentle smile, waving his hand. "You two go get your dorm sorted out. I’ll wait for you here, and we can all grab some lunch. After that, I should be heading back to Jizhou."
Shen Lingyin and Mu Jianni exchanged a glance and headed upstairs with their suitcases.
All along, Shen Lingyin hadn’t told Mu Jianni that Jiang Xinghai would soon become her brother-in-law.
She felt it was a private matter for the Shen Family. Besides, her sister was not one for showing off, so there was no need to publicize it.
As for Mu Jianni, she simply wasn’t aware of Shen Lingyin’s background.
Later, after Jiang Xinghai’s introductions, the two had learned about each other’s backgrounds, which led to the current harmonious scene.
"Hey! Yeah, I’m talking to you, kid. What department are you in, freshman?"
Just then, Yang Zhuo and two of his companions arrived at the women’s dormitory, their eyes fixed on Jiang Xinghai.
Jiang Xinghai took a drag from his cigarette and smiled faintly. ’These three guys in basketball jerseys think I’m a first-year.’
It was no wonder. Jiang Xinghai was a disciple of Kunlun’s Jasper Pool. For five years, he had soaked in a special bath every night, which left his skin as flawless as jade. He looked even younger than the three guys from the athletics department.
"Are you deaf? Brother Yang is talking to you!"
The guy in the number 7 jersey stepped forward to grab Jiang Xinghai’s collar.
But just as he leaned in, a cigarette butt was pressed between his eyebrows.
"OW!"
The guy in the number 7 jersey let out a wail and jumped back.
A red, burnt mark was left between his eyebrows. Unsurprisingly, it would definitely leave a scar.
"Holy shit, you dare hit my guy!"
It all happened so fast that by the time Yang Zhuo reacted, he was already swinging his fist and lunging forward.
"Brother Yang, get back! I’ll take care of this kid!"
The other guy, wearing the number 3 jersey, was already charging forward, a dagger in his hand.
’Courting death!’ Jiang Xinghai hadn’t wanted to bother with them.
But they had come looking for trouble for no reason and had immediately pulled a knife. How could he remain calm?
This was where Shen Lingyin and Mu Jianni would be living for the next three to four years.
If this was the kind of atmosphere on campus, he really couldn’t leave them here with peace of mind.
As he watched the dagger speeding toward his abdomen, Jiang Xinghai remained completely still.
"Hmph, he’s just a piece of trash. If you stab him to death, I’ll take the fall." Seeing Jiang Xinghai’s arrogance, Yang Zhuo became even more displeased.
"Yeah, stab him to death!" the guy in the number 7 jersey, the one with the fresh burn between his eyes, roared viciously.
"You got it!" Hearing Yang Zhuo’s guarantee, killing intent surged in the heart of the guy in the number 3 jersey.
The dagger was originally aimed at Jiang Xinghai’s stomach, but at the last second, he flicked his wrist upward—
The ice-cold blade suddenly appeared at Jiang Xinghai’s neck.
"Overestimating your own strength!"
At the last moment, Jiang Xinghai simply raised one hand and caught the guy’s knife-wielding wrist in a reverse grip.
"CRACK!"
The sound of a bone breaking rang out.
The guy in the number 3 jersey shrieked as the dagger fell from his grasp and into Jiang Xinghai’s hand.
"So young, yet such a hot temper?" Jiang Xinghai said, patting the guy’s face with the flat of the dagger.
"Don’t, don’t, don’t! It hurts, it hurts so bad..."
The guy in the number 3 jersey was terrified. The pain of his broken wrist was nothing compared to the fear of the dagger tapping against his face. "Don’t kill me, man! I’m just a lackey! It was him, Yang Zhuo made me do it..."
