LRAB Chapter 15 - How Can You Make Me Lychee!
Chapter 15 - How Can You Make Me Lychee!
The girl's refusal made Fu Rongjing's gentle expression stiffen.
This reaction was unprecedented and unexpected for him.
"How can you not want to eat? This piece of chicken is really tasty."
He suppressed his displeasure for the moment and continued in a tone of feigned indulgence.
"Don't throw a tantrum. Eat more meat so you can grow taller. The dishes you ordered have no nutritional value whatsoever."
"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Ruan, look at the dishes you ordered. They look like pig slop, so shabby."
Seeing this, the companions around them began to cajole and persuade.
"Just take it if Old Fu gives it to you, don't be shy.”
"Eat more so that you have the strength. Otherwise, even carrying those two big bombs on your chest will feel heavy."
"Hey, watch what you're saying. Can't you see that Old Fu is sitting right here?"
"Haha, sorry, my mistake, I'll shut up."
They were joking around, thinking their comments were harmless.
It was as if they were teasing a new and amusing toy.
Their unclean glances fell on them as if they were appraising merchandise.
Disgusting and filthy.
She took a deep breath, put the tray down and stood up abruptly.
"I've already said, I don't want to eat it and I don't like it."
Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ruan Qingqing replied word by word.
"I take care of my own health. Even if I only eat vegetables, it has nothing to do with you seniors."
Her voice remained as soft as ever, but it no longer carried the same hint of timidness.
The group of people who had just been laughing fell silent in an instant.
It wasn't so much because of the girl's sudden change, but rather because she had been so openly disrespectful that they felt utterly embarrassed.
She was just a lowly commoner, yet here she was, acting so high and mighty.
It was like a prostitute putting up a facade of dignity. When Fu Rongjing got tired of her, there would definitely come a day when he'd get bored and discard her, treating her like a mere toy, just like her big chest.
Fu Rongjing's expression darkened as well.
He had confidently bragged to his brothers that the young girl was almost fully trained, but now this happened.
How would others view him in the future?
"Ruan Ruan."
He forced himself to smile at the girl.
But there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.
"Be good, don't..."
Bang!
A sudden loud noise easily drowned out his deliberately lowered voice.
The surrounding students who were eating were attracted by the commotion.
They all fell silent and turned their heads to the source of the sound.
"Xu Junda, right? You are clearly Ji Mu himself!"
A stocky man, nearly two meters tall, pressed his palms against the table.
He glared at the boy who was calmly eating his meal in front of him.
The few lackeys surrounding him were also stocky and exuded an intimidating aura.
"You really have a death wish, daring to mess with me yesterday."
If that woman, Chu Yashi, hadn't reminded him this morning, he wouldn't have known that he had been tricked.
The more the burly man thought about it, the angrier he became, almost bursting with rage.
It was the first time in his life that someone had made a fool of him, and he couldn't stay rational.
"Damn it, you should ask around about my reputation as the Crazy Bear!"
Standing not far away, Ruan Qingqing's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the person confronting the burly man.
Classmate Ji Mu!
"Why is Crazy Bear here? What is that bully doing?"
"What else? Looking for trouble, obviously."
"I heard he beat a civilian student until he was unconscious a few days ago."
"Tsk tsk, whoever he targets is in for a rough time."
Hearing these comments, Ruan Qingqing's face gradually turned pale.
No, Ji Mu can't be in trouble!
Almost instinctively, without thinking, she started to rush towards the boy.
"Ruan Ruan, don't go over there."
Fu Rongjing blocked her path. "It's dangerous."
"Move aside."
Ruan Qingqing's hands were clenched tightly at her sides.
Her fingers turned white from the power.
"I have to help Ji Mu!"
Even though she knew it would be futile, she could at least buy the boy some time until the teacher arrived...
The burly man's face contorted in pain.
Slap!
Before he could react, the other side of his face received another solid slap.
Unlike a few seconds ago, this slap was incredibly powerful.
It felt like being hit by a raging bull.
The immense force caused him to spin 360 degrees in the air before falling face first to the ground.
"Cough cough."
His stocky body twitched a few times, his expression a mask of agony.
Pain.
It hurt like hell.
His head buzzed, not to mention his ability to stand.
The whole process took less than ten seconds.
It happened so fast that even the lackeys didn't have time to react.
The next moment, Ji Mu swung his right elbow at the chest of the lackey beside him.
Bang!
The swift elbow strike seemed to be possessed by a powerful force, sending the lackey flying backwards like an arrow and crashing into a slop bucket several meters away.
A foul and disgusting mess washed over him.
The lackey was dizzy and unable to get up, his mind blank with confusion.
What the hell just happened?
I was standing just a moment ago, how did I end up here?
A few seconds passed.
The remaining lackeys realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
Just as they were about to make a move, Ji Mu had already flashed in front of them.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
He raised his hand and slapped each of them.
The 360-degree spin in the air was repeated.
The level of professionalism exceeded that of the Filipino divers by tenfold.
Afterwards, these lackeys ended up in the same state as their boss.
Dizzy with the feeling that the world was spinning.
With seven seconds left, Ji Mu turned around and straightened the tilted table.
He even moved the nearby tables back to their original positions.
The time limit for "Ancient Evil" had just expired.
He pulled out his original chair, sat down, and took a leisurely sip of the hot soup that hadn't spilled.
His movements were smooth and seamless, like flowing water.
The other people in the cafeteria were speechless, completely stunned by the scene they had just witnessed.
Wow.
He finished the fight and then sat back down to sip his hot soup.
Elegant, so elegant.
"Salt... salt..."
A faint voice sounded from the floor.
The burly man, having regained some strength, propped himself up on a chair and staggered to his feet.
Seeing the other man recover from his dizziness so quickly, Ji Mu was not surprised.
After all, he had only used less than thirty percent of his power.
If he had used his full strength, these guys would have met their great-grandmothers in the next second.
"Salt!"
The burly man glared at him, his right cheek swollen like a pig's head.
His speech was slurred, temporarily preventing him from speaking clearly.
"You think you can beat me and get away with it?"
He spat out his threats incoherently.
Though his appearance was somewhat comical, his burly physique still exuded an oppressive aura, and no one dared to laugh out loud.
As he spoke, the burly man staggered to his feet.
He seemed unwilling to accept defeat and wanted to fight again.
The atmosphere became tense again.
Ji Mu remained calm.
He crossed his legs.
The leisurely swinging motion hid his legs, which had begun to tremble with weakness.
"Really, you're not convinced?"
Editor’s note: I think the title is a play on words. ‘Lychee’ in chinese sounds similar to the hanyu pinyin of ‘Reason’.