Chapter 89: Are You Still Not Convinced?

The next day, Lu Yu went to school as usual.

As soon as he reached the gate, someone came crashing into him head-on, a cup of scalding coffee still in hand. By some miserable coincidence, it splashed all over Lu Yu, burning away a large patch across his chest.

“Damn it! Are you blind? If you want to die, just say so!”

Furious, Lu Yu’s face twisted tight as he drew back an old-fashioned punch and swung at the student.

But before his fist could land, someone intercepted it in midair and pinned his wrist so he could not move at all.

“This is school. If you want to fight, why not send a challenge letter instead?” Xiang Nan said with a grin, holding Lu Yu’s fist in place while enjoying the spectacle.

The moment Lu Yu saw Xiang Nan, his anger burned even hotter. He had already learned that yesterday’s scheme had failed.

Worse still, those little thugs had sold him out. Though the matter had been suppressed by the family’s influence, Lu Yu still ended up taking a brutal lecture from the old patriarch of the Lu family.

“What the hell does this have to do with you? Mind your own business!” Lu Yu snarled through clenched teeth.

“Keeping order on campus is everyone’s responsibility. How could that be meddling?” Xiang Nan replied cheerfully. Then he turned to the boy holding the coffee. “Classmate Zhang Heng, don’t you agree?”

The one who had bumped into Lu Yu with the coffee was none other than Zhang Heng, a classmate from the same class.

At that moment, Zhang Heng was nodding furiously like a pecking chick. “Xiang Nan is right. If you want to fight, let’s do it properly and issue a challenge. The school has rules. Once a challenge is issued, it counts as a friendly contest, not a private brawl!”

“Damn you! You ran into me, and now you’re still acting so arrogant? Just wait till I teach you a lesson!” Lu Yu was practically steaming.

Normally, Zhang Heng would not have dared to let out so much as a fart in front of him. He would only fawn and flatter him all day long. Yet today he actually dared to challenge him?

Had the boy gone mad? Or was he tired of living?

He might not be able to beat Xiang Nan, but Zhang Heng was nothing. Beating ten of him would still be easy.

“That works out perfectly. I’ve already written the challenge letter. Just sign your name,” Zhang Heng said, producing a sheet from nowhere, covered in dense lines of writing.

“Fine! You, of all people, dare issue a challenge to me? Today I’m going to knock out every tooth in your mouth!” Without even looking, Lu Yu snatched the letter and signed his name with a flourish.

The moment he finished, Xiang Nan reached out and took the challenge letter away.

“Good. You’ve signed it. From here on out, this is a proper contest.”

“No!” Lu Yu was stunned. “Zhang Heng signed a challenge with me. What the hell does this have to do with you, Xiang Nan? Who said I was going to spar with you?”

“What, scared?” Xiang Nan’s lips curled. “Good. Being scared makes sense. But this beating is still happening. Look closely—who exactly was the one challenging you?”

With that, Xiang Nan flicked the letter toward Lu Yu.

“Holy hell! Why the hell does it have your name on it?!”

Only then did Lu Yu realize he had been played.

“Damn it! Zhang Heng, you bastard!”

He looked up again, but Zhang Heng had already vanished without a trace.

“Enough nonsense. Today I’m beating you and only you!” Xiang Nan roared, his fist already flying.

“Smack!”

“Boom!”

“Crack!”

“Thud!”

All around them came the sharp sounds of combat, and the classroom practically turned into a shooting range.

Under Xiang Nan’s relentless attacks, Lu Yu did not even have the chance to strike back, let alone breathe properly.

In less than a short while, he was bruised black and blue, his face swollen, arms and legs broken, beaten so badly that he hardly looked human anymore.

The surrounding students could barely bear to watch. They had to cover their eyes and peek through tiny gaps between their fingers, but it was just too thrilling to look away.

Quite a few who had long disliked Lu Yu were already covering their mouths and snickering, delighting in his misfortune.

The instigator of the whole mess, Zhang Heng, kept his head down and did not dare look.

He muttered over and over under his breath, “Lu Yu, Young Master Lu, this really can’t be blamed on me. I was forced into it. If you want revenge, please don’t come looking for me.”

Upstairs, on the upper floor.

Lu Ming was bragging to someone when a messenger came running over.

“Young Master Ming, Young Master Yu is being beaten up downstairs!”

“Damn it! How dare someone hit a member of the Lu family? He must be tired of living. I’m going to deal with that bastard right now!”

As he spoke, Lu Ming had already sprung to his feet, bristling with anger as if he were about to rush down and back Lu Yu up.

“The one beating Young Master Yu is Xiang Nan from their class.”

“Xiang Nan? Him again?” Though Lu Ming’s voice stayed loud, his momentum instantly wilted, and his steps came to a halt. “Come to think of it, I suddenly remember I still have homework unfinished. And if I don’t finish it, the teacher gets awfully annoying. Ah, once I have time, I’ll definitely avenge Lu Yu!”

Xiang Nan? That guy was not someone to provoke.

And Lu Yu had really been asking for it. Why pick a fight with him at a time like this? He truly had no patience. Getting beaten was his own fault.

Looks like he would have to hurry and find outside help. Once they reached the Spirit Void realm, he would make sure Xiang Nan disappeared forever.

No one who offended the Lu family ever ended well.

Downstairs.

Lu Yu already had only half a life left.

“So? Do you still dare go after the people around me?” Xiang Nan asked with a wicked grin.

Lu Yu’s bloodied lips had just opened to speak when Xiang Nan’s fist came swinging again.

“Not talking? So you’re still unconvinced, huh? Fine. Then I’ll keep beating you until you are.”

Lu Yu: I surrender, damn it! I never said I didn’t! At least give me a chance to speak!

In his pitiful eyes now, there was only grievance and pleading.

But Xiang Nan did not care.

“Smack!”

“Crack!”

“Boom!”

Another savage beating later, Lu Yu truly could not force out a single word.

The bootlickers who had always clustered around Lu Yu every day did not dare speak a word on his behalf.

Who was Xiang Nan, after all? A ruthless man who had even taken down the Fire Cloud Demon God. Anyone who dared offend him was just asking for an early grave.

Seeing Lu Yu beaten so miserably, they all looked at Xiang Nan as though he were a living king of hell.

“Brother Xiang Nan, look at his pig-like face. Let’s stop here for today,” Xu Jiya said beside him, unable to watch any longer.

Xiang Nan crouched down and looked at the now unrecognizable Lu Yu with amusement. “Well? Still not convinced?”

This time, before he had even finished speaking, Lu Yu nodded frantically like a pecking chick, terrified Xiang Nan might hit him again.

Who would have thought Xiang Nan would cover his face and say, “You really still aren’t convinced? Then don’t blame me for being impolite.”

And with that, another round of punches and kicks rained down.

Lu Yu felt worse than death. He was down to barely more than a breath, his gaze hollow, blood spilling constantly from his mouth, his will to struggle already gone.

“Brother Xiang Nan, let it go. Causing a death at school won’t be good,” Xu Jiya said softly.

Off to the side, Lin Chuchu, who had remained silent all this time, watched the scene unfold and felt a tangled mix of emotions.

But from beginning to end, she did not say a single word in Lu Yu’s defense.

There was only disgust in her eyes when she looked at him.

At last, when the beating was about right, Xiang Nan finally stopped.

“Damn, that guy is pretty tough. Beating him even made me hungry. Xiaoya, let’s go eat.”

Taking Xu Jiya’s hand, Xiang Nan finally left the classroom.

Lu Yu, collapsed in the corner and barely breathing, only then truly let out a breath of relief.