Chapter 9 Chapter 8 What Did Lin Beichen Need Most

"Nice try! How dare you wish to be my father?"

"You dog, you're telling a lie, aren't you? You usually take advantage of my power to bully people in the city, and you have done no less evil than me. Those who want to kill me also want to kill you. You must have known that you had nowhere to run, so you came to the college and found me. You wanted to take advantage of me to hide in the college, didn't you?"

Lin Beichen cursed furiously.

The righteousness on Wang Zhong's face turned into a fawning smile.

"Young Master is really intelligent and incomparably wise to read my mind. Hehe... But, Young Master, wouldn't it be great if you allowed me to stay with you and serve you?"

That was true to a certain extent.

Lin Beichen snorted coldly and stretched out his hand. "Do you have any money on you? Give me some."

Wang Zhong said bitterly, "All the property of the Lin family was confiscated. I have no money."

"I..." Lin Beichen said angrily, "You're really useless."

He glanced at the old steward up and down, suddenly stared at his waist with his eyes lighting up, and said, "Give me your sword."

Wang Zhong looked aggrieved and said, "This sword is my family heirloom. I..."

"You dog, give it to me."

"Oh, okay."

Almost at the same time...

Outside the college, somewhere quiet in Cloudy Dream City...

"Xinyue, you actually took the initiative to ask me here. I'm so happy."

"Feng Lun, do you really love me?"

"Xinyue, of course I love you. I am willing to do anything for you."

"Okay, then prove your love."

"How?"

"Make Lin Beichen shut up forever."

"Shut up forever? Kill him? But... his father is Heaven-fighting Marquis."

"What are you afraid of? He's just a civilian now."

"I... OK, I promise you. If I do that, could you be my girlfriend?"

"What? Are you making demands on me? Feng Lun, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You used to swear that you would do anything for me, without expecting any favor in return. Was that a lie? Are you threatening me with such a thing now? You really let me down."

"No, no, Xinyue, you must not misunderstand me. I am willing to do anything for you. I dare not ask for anything else, as long as you are willing to speak a few words to me and take a look at me... Xinyue, rest assured that as soon as the class begins tomorrow morning, I will immediately go and find a chance to kill that f*cking Lin Beichen and prove my love to you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to bring me good news."

"Don't worry, Xinyue. I, Feng Lun, am willing to do anything for you, at all costs."

"Wow, I'm really touched. Feng Lun, leave here now. Be careful not to be seen by others."

The boy student named Feng Lun left with great excitement.

After a while...

In a quiet and stylish private room of a restaurant, there was the same girl and another boy.

Another similar conversation began.

"Senior Brother Wu, I know your feelings for me, and I also have a favorable impression of you. Can you help me figure out a way to completely get rid of such a scumbag as Lin Beichen?"

"Didn't you break up?"

"Senior Brother Wu, you don't know this scum. He said so on the surface, but in private, he will be definitely in hot pursuit of me and threaten me by all means. I'm really fed up."

"Oh, you're right... But, Xinyue, do you mean to kill Lin Beichen?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Wu, I don't want anything between him and me to be spread quickly across campus. It would be great if you can make him shut up forever."

"Compared with killing him, there are actually more interesting ways to deal with him."

"More interesting ways?"

"For example, would it be better if you enslaved Lin Beichen so that his life and death will be in your grasp? In this way, you can not only get rid of him, but also fool with him and manipulate him at will. Controlling his fate, you can deal with him randomly to air your grievances. Haha."

"Well... It is naturally desirable, but how can we enslave him? The law of the empire puts effort into protecting the civilians. Even if he is expelled from college, it's impossible to enslave him."

"Hmph, in Cloudy Dream City, there is nothing that I, Wu Xiaofang, can't do."

"Please, Senior Brother Wu, explain it to me."

"Xinyue, what do you think Lin Beichen needs most?"

"What?"

"Money."

"Senior Brother Wu, what do you mean?"

"Think about it. A prodigal who lives an extravagant life suddenly becomes impoverished. Can he adapt himself to living a poor life? It is easy for him when his living condition ascends from being economical to being luxurious; conversely, it becomes hard. Being hungry for a day or two, Lin Beichen will go crazy and be willing to do anything. If someone at this time offers to lend him money, will he accept it?"

"He will definitely accept it."

"And would it be reasonable to make demands on him if you lent him money?"

"Ah, I see. For example... Have him sign a contract, which stipulates that he will be enslaved if he can't pay back the money within the designated period?"

"Haha, Junior Sister Mu is really intelligent to quickly understand what I mean."

"But what if he doesn't agree?"

"Of course, our real intention cannot be directly expressed in the contract. We need to let him see hope, and then be desperate. Furthermore, such a scumbag as Lin Beichen is not only insane but stupid. It is so easy to trap him. Junior Sister Mu, rest assured and leave it to me."

"Senior Brother Wu is the top genius among the sophomores. Of course I will rest assured."

"Hmph, I'm doing this precisely for the sake of Junior Sister Mu. Otherwise, how could I lower myself to deal with such a nasty and despicable guy?"

"Senior Brother Wu, I will always remember what you've done for me."

On the second day...

It was a nice and bright day, with the PM2.5 index at zero.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The school bell rang.

The gate of the Third College was slowly opened.

Like a flock of ducks going out of a stall, the young girls and boys rushed into the campus noisily, which made the campus full of youthful vigor.

Like the tributaries of an ocean, the noisy crowd was divided into several sections, respectively walking toward different classes.

On the campus, in the grove beside Practice Court...

"Uncle Wang, it's settled. After a while, you must not drag me down. You must cooperate with me."

Lin Beichen hung Wang Zhong's long sword on his waist and told him again.

The old steward Wang Zhong patted his breast and promised Lin Beichen, "Young Master, rest assured. The character 'Zhong' in my name refers to loyalty, and I have a reputation for being reliable. I will definitely act realistically then. They will believe that it's true and no one will doubt it."

"Well, that's fine. I'm relieved."

Lin Beichen nodded.

Checking the time, he walked toward the classroom.