10: Chapter 10: Back to School, Jiang You Makes a Dazzling Appearance!

Half an hour later.

Zijin Villa, Villa No. 8.

This was a three-story building with a garden, luxuriously decorated and situated in a tranquil environment.

As soon as Jiang You entered, he casually tossed that priceless snake-skin bag into the corner of the entryway, causing a loud "clang" as if it were filled with scrap metal.

"Mmm... Heaven."

Sinking his entire body into the soft quilt, Jiang You let out a sigh of contentment, temporarily casting the thought "I am a pervert" to the back of his mind.

Since I'm here, I might as well settle in.

I'll take a nap first.

Teacher Gu Yan, very tactfully, left behind an access card and a new mobile phone: "Student Jiang, you can rest assured and live here for the next three months. Before school starts in September, a special car will come to pick you up. I've already notified the school; if you want to go, go, and if you don't, you can just stay here... and practice enlightenment."

After saying this, he respectfully backed out.

Jiang You rolled around on the bed twice, then suddenly felt hungry.

"Teacher Gu said there's a chef who cooks, I wonder if there's anything to eat right now."

He walked downstairs, opened the large double-door refrigerator, fished out an ice-cold cucumber, and while munching on it, walked to the second-floor balcony, preparing to enjoy the scenery.

Upon looking, he saw an unexpected "acquaintance."

Next door, Villa No. 9.

In the courtyard, a figure wrapped in bandages, sitting in a wheelchair, was sunbathing.

Several nannies were carefully feeding him porridge.

Although the person's face was swollen like a pig's head, that arrogant slicked-back hairstyle was still very recognizable.

Zhao Tai.

Jiang You paused for a moment.

What a small world.

I didn't expect this rich second-generation heir to live right next door?

At this moment, Zhao Tai was struggling to swallow a mouthful of porridge, shouting incoherently at the nanny: "You're burning me to death! Do you even know how to serve someone?"

"Damn it, that Jiang You... and that mysterious expert who helped him... Once my dad hires a real expert, I'm going to cripple them both!"

"Especially that trash Jiang You! To think he dared to kick me... sss, it hurts like hell."

As Zhao Tai cursed, he sensed movement nearby, so he looked up toward the neighboring Villa No. 8, which had been vacant for a long time.

I heard someone moved in today, seems like a distinguished guest from Magic City Martial Arts University.

Zhao Tai thought to himself, I need to build a good relationship; maybe I can use this to get connected with Magic City Martial Arts University.

So, he tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile and looked up at the balcony of Villa No. 8.

The next second.

Zhao Tai's smile froze on his bandaged face.

On the balcony, Jiang You was wearing his signature spongebob pajamas, holding a half-eaten cucumber, looking at him with a surprised expression.

Their eyes met.

The air seemed to freeze.

Zhao Tai's pupils contracted violently; it was fear stemming from the depths of his soul.

The psychological trauma from that slap and kick instantly enveloped his entire body.

"Ghost... It's a ghost!!!"

Zhao Tai let out a shrill scream, trying to stand up from his wheelchair to escape, but ended up aggravating his broken ribs, causing him and the chair to flip into the nearby ornamental fish pond.

"Glug, glug..."

Jiang You chewed a piece of cucumber, looking innocent:

"Is that necessary? It's not like I didn't put on makeup."

"Neighborhood relations are getting harder and harder to manage nowadays."

[Internal Chat Group]

[Heart (accelerating heartbeat)]:

"Oh? It's this punchable guy again?"

[Right Hand (itching to move)]:

"Although I haven't fully recovered, I feel like my palm is hungry again. How about we go down and give him some physical therapy?"

[Brain]:

"Hold off on the action. We are in a recovery period. Besides... that guy fell into the water; this counts as a 'terrain kill,' so we don't need to do anything."

"The priority is the special refrigerator in this villa. I scanned the energy fluctuations of a Tier 5 monster."

Jiang You didn't know what his body was plotting.

He just glanced at Zhao Tai splashing in the water, shook his head, and turned back into the house.

"Forget it, I won't disturb his swimming and fitness routine. Time to eat."

The moment Jiang You turned around.

In the shadows on the second floor of Villa No. 9, a pair of venomous eyes were staring intently at his back.

That was Zhao Tai's father, Patriarch Zhao.

He was clutching the broken dagger fragment belonging to the missing assassin, Viper, gnashing his teeth:

"So it was you who moved into Villa No. 8..."

"Good, very good. Since you delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame my Zhao family for being ruthless."

"Pass down my order; prepare to use that thing."

...

The morning at Zijin Villa was filled with the songs of birds and the scent of flowers.

Jiang You woke up on that imported latex bed, feeling as if his soul had been elevated.

"This is what a human life should be like."

He rolled over and pressed the service bell by the bedside.

Two minutes later, a Michelin-star chef pushed a dining cart inside. Breakfast was braised Tier 3 Savage Bull knee bones, served with a steaming bowl of spiritual rice porridge.

[Internal Chat Group]

[stomach]:

"Good! Very energetic! This bull knee is chewy! It's all highly nutritious collagen! Digestive juices at full power, dissolve it for me!"

[Legs]:

"Um... although the bed is very soft, I didn't go out for a run last night, and I feel like something is missing. Master, shouldn't we move around a bit?"

Jiang You, full and satisfied, wiped his mouth and suddenly remembered something.

"Oh no, I left in such a rush that my limited-edition Pikachu meal card is still in my school desk drawer. There seems to be a huge fortune of fifty yuan left on it."

For a long-term impoverished slacker, fifty yuan was an unforgivable loss.

Just then, Teacher Gu Yan needed to return to school for business, so Jiang You hitched a ride on that black stretched luxury car bearing the special service license plate of Magic City Martial Arts University.

...

Jiangcheng Martial Arts Academy, at the main gate.

It was the peak of the morning rush. Students were sleepy-eyed, munching on steamed buns, while being urged by the security guards at the gate to hurry up.

Just then, a black luxury car with an imposing aura slowly drove up.

The security guard immediately stood at attention and saluted, and the barrier lifted three times faster than usual.

"Holy crap? Whose car is that? A license plate from Magic City Martial Arts University?"

"It must be a big shot inspecting the school! Hurry up and zip up your school uniforms!"

Amidst countless gazes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, the car door opened.

A foot wearing flip-flops stepped out first, followed by that familiar school uniform pant leg, which was even rolled up at the cuff, and finally, Jiang You's listless face appeared before everyone.

The whole scene fell dead silent.

The girl who had just wanted to go up and ask for an autograph pulled her hand back.

The boy who was drinking soy milk sprayed it all over the floor.

"Jiang... Jiang You?"

"Wasn't he expelled and left to roam the streets? How did he get off such a luxury car?"

"Could he be the illegitimate son of some wealthy family?"

Jiang You ignored the whispering around him; he had long been immune to such attention.

He sauntered into the teaching building, heading straight for Class 2, Grade 3.

...

At this moment, in the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3.

The homeroom teacher, Baldy Wang, was standing on the podium, lecturing with spit flying: "There are only three months left until the College Entrance Examination! Look at how lazy you all are! That Jiang You from the day before yesterday is the best negative example!"

"If you don't work hard, you can only end up like him, eliminated by society, sleeping on the streets, picking up trash..."

"Report."

A lazy voice interrupted Baldy Wang's rant.

Jiang You stood at the doorway, holding a bottle of iced black tea he had just bought: "Teacher, I'm here to get something, and I'll leave right after."

Baldy Wang looked like a duck whose neck had been grabbed, his lecturing voice coming to an abrupt halt.

He looked at Jiang You, who showed no signs of decadence and even looked more radiant than before, and rage instantly rushed to his head.

This kid didn't just avoid sleeping on the streets, he looks like he's living quite well?

Isn't this slapping him in the face?

"Jiang You! You have already been expelled! Who let you in!"

Baldy Wang slammed the table, leaving a handprint on the alloy podium.