Wang Zheng was plotting how to teach the guys in Shanghai a lesson when he pulled up a table at the barbecue stall next to him and sat down.

"Boss, I'd like to order!"

Although Awakened Ones generally have strict requirements for their diet, none of the four of them refused this barbecue.

Not only did they not refuse, the Wenwu brothers were practically drooling.

After all, the ingredients here are real exotic beast meat, which is in no way inferior to the cafeteria on the second floor of Nanjing University.

Young Master Wang was going to treat them to a meal, so naturally they wouldn't miss the chance to fleece this nouveau riche.

The Wenwu brothers said they couldn't accept that, but their hands were quick, and they had already ordered a huge pile of various kinds of skewers.

Young Master Wang glanced at it briefly, then looked at his already hungry stomach, and waved his hand dismissively.

"This is such a small amount, who's going to eat it? If the neighbors see it, they'll think I can't afford it. That's all we're going to do. One more serving, one for each of us!"

Wang Zheng's generosity not only delighted the barbecue stall owner, but also earned praise from the Wenwu brothers for their righteousness. Under Wang Zheng's financial offensive, these two senior students have gradually begun to transform into his lackeys.

Qin Yingtian even advised Wang Zheng that ordering too much would be wasteful, as he wouldn't be able to eat it.

Only Li Yi, who knew Wang Zheng's strength, knew that with Wang Zheng's wealth, this amount of exotic beast meat was just a drop in the ocean.

Just as Wang Zheng and his group finished ordering their food and the atmosphere became increasingly lively, intending to have a good meal, they suddenly saw a commotion at the end of the commercial street in the distance. Then, a large group of young people walked out of the main gate of the Imperial University on the other side.

Hmm... He looks quite young and his strength is a bit weak, so he doesn't seem like a contestant for the martial arts tournament. I wonder what he's doing in this commercial street where contestants from other schools gather so late at night.

Upon closer inspection, the group consisted of about twenty people, clustered together. They quickly passed through the gate, crossed the white marble bridge, and headed towards the main street.

While the others were still observing what this group of young people from the Imperial University of Beijing intended to do, Wang Zheng noticed that they had a clear goal and were heading straight for the barbecue stall.

Then he leaned back, lazily slumped in the chair, crossed his legs, and acted like a complete bully.

Finally, when the group stopped in front of his table and looked down at the students from Nanjing University, Wang Zheng shook his head inwardly at their aggressive demeanor.

After sighing, he uttered a soft, lingering sentence.

"They've come with ill intentions."

Zhang Kaiwen, still chewing on a large skewer of meat, was a little taken aback. He wiped the grease from his mouth and then replied blankly:

"Wang Zheng, well... strictly speaking, it seems like you're the one who's here..."

This sarcastic remark made Qin Yingtian, who had been keeping a straight face, burst out laughing, and Wang Zheng glared fiercely at this guy who had no backbone.

Damn it, he's always sabotaging things, and he's even a teammate!

It seems we need to find an opportunity to let this senior student truly experience the great fatherly love from his supportive father.

Seeing that the group from Nanjing University was laughing and joking, completely ignoring their group, they realized that the situation was quite different.

The leading figures among the group from Imperial University were immediately displeased. One of them even stepped forward, nostrils flared, and asked:

"Are you the contestants from Nanjing University who are participating this year?"

Wang Zheng turned to look at Li Yi, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt.

The implication was clear: wasn't it agreed that the only universities with whom we have a grudge are Shanghai Jiao Tong University and Shanghai University? Why are people from Beijing University getting involved?

Li Yi was also baffled and helplessly shrugged.

However, he also didn't like these rude guys, so he didn't say anything.

Wang Zheng glanced at the group, whose highest strength was only D-level, and clearly lost interest. He then turned his gaze away and reached for the food on the table.

After all, as Lu Xun once said: "In this world, only good food should not be wasted."

He's not interested in beautiful women; they'd slow him down when he draws his sword. But this delicious food... well, it has to be eaten while it's hot.

Before he could even take a bite, the person opposite him clearly grew impatient. Feeling ignored and humiliated, the guy with the nostrils shouted:

Are you all deaf? Can't you hear me?

Upon hearing this, the students from Nanjing University could no longer pretend nothing had happened, and Qin Yingtian even directly cursed:

"Are you blind and can't see our clothes, or are you cerebellar deficient and can't speak properly? If you can't speak properly, go back to your mother's womb and be remade, don't come out here and embarrass yourselves!"

After venting his frustrations, Qin Yingtian felt much better.

The unprofessional way these people caused trouble enraged the girl, who was already feeling unhappy and had just started to get closer to her teammates.

Naturally, they wouldn't give them a friendly look.

Wang Zheng gave the hot-tempered senior a thumbs-up, only to receive a roll of his eyes in return.

That makes sense; the words may be rough, but the principle is sound.

Wang Zheng and his companions were all wearing Nanjing University's standard uniforms, which was obvious to anyone with eyes.

These guys are clearly here to provoke us, but even so, you should at least come up with a suitable excuse...

Just as the guy with the nostrils was choking and his face turned red, another boy wearing glasses and looking very polite took over the conversation.

"I heard that your Nanjing University is not doing well this year, and no one is participating. You even sent a freshman to make up the numbers. We are all freshmen here, and we would like to find this student from your university to have a match. I wonder if he is here?"

Li Yi frowned, but before he could speak, Wang Zheng interrupted:

“I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush. Wang Zheng didn’t come out with us. If you want to find him, go to room 804 on the 28th floor of the hotel. That’s his room. Go quickly.”

Li Yi: ? ? ?

Why does this room number sound so familiar?

...

Wait a minute! Holy crap, isn't that my room number?

Wang Zheng lives in apartment 805 right across from me!

Despite Li Yi's unpleasant expression, Wang Zheng was still chuckling to himself. The guy with the nostrils opposite him couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted at Wang Zheng:

"Wang Zheng, stop with the nonsense. If you're spineless, come back with us and apologize to Xiao Lu. We'll pretend this never happened. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving the capital standing up!"

Wang Zheng raised an eyebrow. Now that he saw it, the other party really did recognize him. This group of scoundrels was clearly after him. But what did the apology mean?

Hearing the other party's provocation, Young Master Wang thought to himself that he should set an example for his father's management, so he did not react on the spot, but just narrowed his eyes.

"What, you're going to carry me out? That's not a good look. I don't like men, so let's forget it..."