Chapter 19 Some people are just bad at heart.

"Oh, you're talking about that."

Zhang Zixuan nodded. "I heard about it too. A younger student told me..."

Zheng Yuan frowned. "Wait, why is he asking about Zixuan?"

Director Li shook his head. "I heard from several people who were at the scene; he specifically asked."

Zheng Yuan's expression darkened. "What does that mean? After killing Zhao Shu, is he going after Zixuan next?"

Inside the Villa, the crowd hadn't left yet. Hearing this, they stopped in their tracks and gathered around.

"That can't be right, can it? President Zhang hasn't provoked him."

"Is this guy crazy? Snapping at everyone he sees?"

"Then what should we do? We have to protect President Zhang!"

Listening to their clamor, Zhang Zixuan tilted her head. "Don't be so nervous, everyone. He hasn't come looking for me yet."

Director Li frowned. "Zixuan, you can't just brush this off. He killed several people in the square without even blinking. What is a person like that not capable of?"

Zheng Yuan slapped his thigh. "The Sports Society will stand guard at No. 6 tonight! I'd like to see if he dares to show up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people nearby immediately chimed in.

"Count me in! I've been annoyed by that Chen Yu for a long time. Who does he think he is!"

"I'm staying too!"

Wang Zhelin pushed up his glasses. "The Literature Society should stay as well. With so many of us, he won't dare come."

Xu Lingzhi narrowed his eyes and smiled. "The Youth Volunteers Association will also stay in the hall. President Zhang must not come to any harm."

"I'll stay!"

"Me too!"

For a moment, voices rose one after another in the living room.

A few young men squeezed to the front, their faces slightly flushed, looking at Zhang Zixuan with sparkling eyes.

"President Zhang, don't worry. With us here, if that maniac dares to come, we'll beat him to death!"

"Right! No matter how good he is at fighting, can he take on dozens of us?"

"Exactly! We could drown him with our spit alone!"

"The Polytechnic University has already unilaterally cut ties with us! He doesn't deserve to be a student of the Film Academy!"

In the crowd, a girl with a ponytail stood up. "Everyone, please don't underestimate him. He has a way to evade the Eye of Peace. You must be fully prepared mentally!"

She was none other than Zang Rui.

The few people behind her also echoed her sentiments:

"Yes, yes, this guy is not ordinary!"

"Just standing in front of him makes you feel like you can't breathe..."

"That blade of his is so big and long. You must take him seriously!"

They spoke all at once, their voices still tinged with lingering fear.

But before they could finish, they were interrupted.

Zheng Yuan waved a large hand. "Enough, enough. Stop trying to scare people. Have you guys been scared out of your wits?"

Zang Rui opened her mouth, wanting to say more.

A boy from the Sports Society nearby laughed. "Isn't it just evading the Eye of Peace? If we each give him a stab, as long as we don't kill him, we can evade it too!"

"Exactly!"

"If you guys are afraid, then go hide far away. Don't dampen our morale here!"

Zang Rui's face turned red from being shut down. The people behind her also lowered their heads sheepishly and stopped speaking.

Zhang Zixuan sat on the sofa, her eyes curving into crescents. "Thank you, everyone. You're all so kind."

The boys' faces turned even redder, and they each straightened their backs.

At this moment, a tall, thin boy wearing glasses leaned in. "President Zhang, that Chen Yu was also in our Debate Society before, right? I seem to remember him; he had a pretty low presence."

Someone nodded. "Right, right, I remember too. He seemed to be in our club."

The boy continued, "Then why did he kill the Vice President? President Zhao was a good person and probably treated him well, right? How could he bring himself to do it?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhang Zixuan lowered her eyes, remained silent for two seconds, and sighed softly.

"President Zhao..."

She said softly, her tone carrying a hint of regret. "As you know, he was enthusiastic toward everyone and always thought about helping the new students. When Chen Yu first joined the club and knew nothing, it was President Zhao who showed him the ropes, taught him how to debate, and how to prepare materials..."

"Several times during club dinners, President Zhao specifically invited him along, fearing he would be left out."

"Chen Yu... I don't know how he... maybe after the apocalypse, people change? Power, resources, strength—these things make it too easy for people to lose themselves."

A girl nearby whispered, "Sister Zixuan, don't be sad..."

Zhang Zixuan looked up and smiled at her. "I'm fine. I just feel it wasn't worth it for President Zhao. He was so good to Chen Yu, but in the end..."

She didn't finish, just lowered her head again.

Xu Lingzhi, the president of the Youth Volunteers Association, sighed. "Some people are just rotten to the core. You can't tell usually, but when a time like this comes, their true nature is revealed."

Zheng Yuan snorted coldly. "What an ungrateful wolf. President Zhang, don't be afraid, we're here!"

"Exactly! An ungrateful wolf!"

"President Zhao was so good to him, yet he actually had the heart to strike!"

"This kind of person is a demon! Heartless!"

"Sister Zixuan, don't be sad. That kind of person isn't worth it!"

The young men grew even more fired up.

They clenched their fists, wishing they could rush out right now to fight Chen Yu to the death.

A slightly provocative voice egged them on. "This kind of person shouldn't be alive. Find a chance to kill him!"

"Right! Kill him!"

"Living, this kind of person is just a scourge!"

"Count me in!"

"I'll go too!"

"No matter how good he is at fighting, can he beat so many of us?"

The crowd's indignation was stirred, their shouts rising wave after wave.

Director Li stood to the side, the wrinkles on his face practically glowing. "This is the will of the people!"

At the edge of the crowd.

A round-faced chubby guy was squeezed between several people.

He had shouted until his voice was hoarse.

His face was flushed red as he waved his fist.

He was completely immersed in this atmosphere.

"He's so damn rotten! President Zhao was so good to him, yet he actually had the heart to do it!"

As he shouted, he noticed someone beside him...

A boy wearing a windbreaker and a hat, with half his face hidden in the shadows.

"Buddy! You're really putting your heart into shouting!"

The chubby guy wiped some sweat, his eyes showing a bit of camaraderie. "I saw you leading the rhythm pretty loudly just now. Do you have some grudge against that Chen Yu?"

The boy shook his head. "No grudge."

The chubby guy froze for a moment. "Huh? Then why are you shouting so enthusiastically..."

The boy nodded. "I just wanted to see how many people would follow along and shout."

The chubby guy didn't quite understand. "What do you mean?"

The boy explained, "There are seventy-one people in the Villa in total. Fifty of them followed along and shouted."

"Holy crap, your memory is that good!"

The chubby guy was a bit surprised. He narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Still playing it cool? You don't have a grudge against Chen Yu? If you didn't, who would shout that hard? And why would you remember so many people?"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I actually look down on Chen Yu too. This guy never attended the Debate Society's gatherings. People who didn't know better would think he's some rich playboy who looks down on us."

"In reality, he's just an orphan. I don't know what he's so arrogant about."

The boy said with some emotion, "Just by not attending gatherings, so much drama was imagined. Li Yougen, you still love to misinterpret others and then go around spreading it."