His personality is such that if you treat me well, I will repay you a thousandfold.

But you've hurt me, and I'll make you suffer terribly!

Thus began his days of outsmarting and outmaneuvering the older students.

He won't let this go until he gets his revenge.

He didn't tell his brother, and he wouldn't tell him even when his brother asked. For him, this was the first step towards adulthood.

Solve your own problems.

After his brother left, he pulled a broken gun out of his pocket—a toy gun, of course.

He had begged his brother to buy it for him, but his brother just thought Mingyue had suddenly developed a liking for weapons, so he bought it for him.

However, he used this thing to shoot people in the face, and after being caught, he was beaten up and the gun was broken.

So he kept thinking about what other ways he could teach those people a lesson.

...

Shi Limingyang was walking home in the bustling city center, carrying a bag of groceries and humming a tune.

Suddenly sensing the eerie aura emanating from the alleyway beside him, he frowned, glanced around, and immediately turned inside.

Then they saw several people surrounding a mangled, bloody black dog carcass, laughing and saying:

"Grill it! It tastes better grilled!"

"No, no, hot pot!"

"Hot pot isn't clean, and this stray dog ​​might have some filth on it. Let's just cook it properly and eat it."

The tall, imposing men were watching as a cloud of black mist slowly rose from the corpse in front of them, though they couldn't see it. They were still discussing how to cook this "delicacy."

Shi Limingyang sighed:

"Um, excuse me..."