250: Chapter 250 Young man, would you like some safflower oil?

Without the cover of his sunglasses, Principal Pang's old face was exposed to all the teachers and students without reservation.

On the right side of his cheek, a clearly visible red mark—even faintly showing the imprint of a trench coat button—was swelling at a rate visible to the naked eye.

What was worse was that because he had been crawling under the bed for most of last night, terrified and unable to sleep well...

...Principal Pang Ban's eyes, which should have been bright and spirited like those of an expert, were now swollen like two walnuts, surrounded by dark circles, and the whites of his eyes were filled with terrifyingly bloodshot red veins!

Coupled with that bright red mark from the trench coat, he looked both wretched and possessed a violent, world-destroying killing intent!

"..." Lu Xingye maintained his cool, flashy pose from whipping his trench coat, frozen in place.

He also felt that the hem of his trench coat seemed to have indeed struck something strange.

Lu Xingye turned his head inch by inch. When he met Principal Pang Ban's bloodshot, murderous eyes...

...the "Exclusive BGM of the Doomsday Demon King" that had been playing triumphantly in Lu Xingye's mind instantly turned into the sound of an ambulance siren.

"Oh no!!!!!!!!!!" Lu Xingye let out the most desperate and shrill scream of his life in his heart!

"What did I just do!" Lu Xingye swallowed hard, his Legs beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

He tried to force a smile that looked worse than crying, stammering as he tried to explain: "Prin... Principal... if I said that this trench coat just had a mind of its own and awakened an artifact spirit... would you believe me?"

"I believe your grandma's Legs!!!" "Boom!!!"

A terrifying spiritual pressure from a Tier 5 Grandmaster exploded in the lobby like a volcanic eruption! The crystal chandelier on the first floor of the Qianlong Hotel began to sway violently! Principal Pang Ban had completely lost it!

The frustration of being under the bed last night, the humiliation of being mistaken for a pervert, plus this incredibly loud "trench coat slap" in front of everyone today...

...all these new and old grudges combined made this virtuous old Principal completely abandon all his inhibitions!

"You little brat! If I don't beat the crap out of you today, I won't go by the name Pang anymore!!!"

Principal Pang Ban rolled up his sleeves and pounced towards Lu Xingye like a hungry tiger!

"Help!!! The Principal of Magic City Martial Arts University is beating a student! Are there any reporters here? Come and expose him!" Lu Xingye was scared out of his wits, scrambling and crawling as he fled wildly around the lobby.

"Bam, bam, bam!" "Ouch! Don't hit my face! I still have to maintain world order tonight!" "I'll let you maintain it! I'll maintain you first today!!"

Watching this abstract scene in the lobby of "a Tier 5 Grandmaster chasing down the newly appointed captain of the second team all over the floor," the surrounding onlookers silently retreated, very skillfully making enough room for the two of them.

After a twenty-minute "one-sided physical transcendence," the panting Principal Pang Ban finally shook his sore old hand, straightened his wrinkled long robe, and announced today's free time.

Meanwhile, on the ground, Lu Xingye, sporting two panda eyes, didn't forget to stubbornly fix his hairstyle again with hair gel, muttering to the air: "Heh... as expected of an old monster hidden in the river of time, he actually suppressed thirty percent of the Black Flame within me..."

The surrounding onlookers silently dispersed, fearing that this idiocy might be contagious.

...As Principal Pang Ban snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves before leaving, the tense atmosphere in the lobby finally relaxed.

Jiang You stretched lazily, yawned, turned around very naturally, and walked with light steps, preparing to slip away towards the elevators.

"Phew, finally done." "Since today is free time, my activity will be to go back to my room and roll around freely on the two-meter-two luxury bed."

Jiang You's plan was sound, however, he hadn't even taken three steps. "Plop." A heavy, irresistible downward pull suddenly came from his Legs.

Jiang You looked down and saw that Bai Lan had pounced over at some unknown point, her two hands tightly hugging his Legs, her whole body hanging on like a koala.

Those furry fox ears were drooping in grievance, and her large, watery eyes were full of accusation: "Big brother! Where are you going! You haven't bought me the ice cream you said you owed me last time!"

"Little Bai's tummy is already empty! I want to eat ice cream! I want to eat roast duck! I want to eat Beijing's candied haws!"

"Um... Little Bai, eating ice cream in the morning is bad for your stomach." Jiang You was sweating profusely as he tried to pull his Legs free, "How about brother finds you a bowl, you go sit by the side of the road for a while, wait until you earn four yuan, then go to the convenience store at the entrance and buy two, and then we can each have one, how about that?"

"I don't want to!" Bai Lan pouted. As a Tier 5 Great Demon, although she wasn't very bright, her strength was truly terrifying.

Not only did she not let go, but she also directly grabbed Jiang You's pant leg and dragged him towards the hotel entrance. "Big brother is a big liar! I want to eat ice cream! If you don't buy it for me, I'll drag you away!"

"Hey, hey, hey! My pants! My pants are going to fall off!!!" Amidst Jiang You's heart-wrenching screams, he was dragged out of the hotel entrance by a cute, doll-like loli as if she were dragging a bag of trash.

Seeing this, Xiang Batian, Gou Fugui, and the others hurried to follow in a grand procession. Class F's "One-Day Relaxation Tour of the Imperial Capital" was thus forcibly kicked off.

...Two hours later. At the entrance of the Imperial Capital's most famous 5A-rated martial arts historical scenic spot.

"Is... is this supposed to be for relaxation, or is it for undergoing a tribulation?" Jiang You was wedged in the dense crowd, chest-to-back, feeling like the filling in a sandwich, squeezed so hard that even breathing was difficult.

Today was the weekend, and combined with the Hundred Schools League, the number of martial artists and tourists from all over Great Xia coming to the Imperial Capital to join the fun was as numerous as the hairs on an ox. Looking across the entire scenic area, it was just heads everywhere. Forget about seeing the scenery, you couldn't even see a single floor tile!

Xiang Batian originally wanted to use his burly physique to clear a path in front, but as soon as he squeezed into the crowd, he was squeezed into the air by several men with even more exaggerated muscles, his two feet even kicking wildly in mid-air.

Lu Xingye, sporting two panda eyes, originally wanted to find a high spot to strike a cool pose, but he ended up being used as a backdrop by a group of middle-aged women who forcefully dragged him into over a dozen photos.

One middle-aged woman even warmly asked him: "Young man, were you beaten in the eye? I have some safflower oil here, want to apply some?" Lu Xingye, having been poked in a sore spot, was so angry he nearly drew his blade on the spot.

But the most miserable one was Jiang You. He drifted forward with the crowd, life feeling utterly meaningless, while forced to hold three melting two-yuan ice creams in his hand, terrified of getting them on anyone else. "What a sin... I had a seven-star hotel bed to sleep in, but I ran here to be squeezed, squeezed, and squeezed by people..."