Chapter 78 The Hypocritical Young Master of the Noble Academy 13

"So afraid of him?" Xie Rong squeezed out the slime ball from his chest.

The system nodded and whispered, "We're all afraid of him."

'Us'? Xie Rong didn't think much of it, assuming that the other smaller systems were afraid of this so-called main system.

He gripped the knife, pressed it against the white slime's head, and carved a line of words on the system's forehead.

Xie Rong is the best in the world.

"With this, you won't have to be afraid of him anymore, understand?" Xie Rong patted its head proudly.

The system took out a small mirror, looked at itself again and again, and then bounced around on Xie Rong's lap.

Next time I'll definitely show them, and make those idiots so envious!

After the system finished speaking, it awkwardly covered its mouth.

It's all the host's fault; they corrupted it!

After teasing the system, Xie Rong finally remembered the person beside his legs.

He tapped on the armrest of the chair, and the butler came in from outside, carrying a box in his hands.

Inside the box was a leather collar with a thin silver chain hanging from it.

Xie Rong put the ring around Lu Siyu's neck. "Alright, go wash up and change your clothes, then you can go out."

Lu Siyu lowered his head and gripped the chain around his neck tightly.

In principle, Lu Siyu, as a freshman this year, is two years younger than him, so there's no way they could attend classes together.

But at Parron Academy, he insisted on doing it this way, and no one could stop him.

An hour later.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the clock tower at the very center of Parron College chimes precisely on time, the long, resonant sound echoing outwards, penetrating the centuries-old bricks and tiles, and reaching every teaching building.

At 8:01, Xie Rong pushed open the classroom door and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm late."

The students in the classroom stopped flipping through their books simultaneously. The teacher on the podium smiled and said, "It's nothing, maybe the clock tower is just not very accurate today."

Pallen Academy doesn't have fixed seats, but in every classroom, Xie Rong's seat is always the same.

He sat in the very center of the first row.

But he didn't come to class alone today; Lu Siyu, who was silent, followed behind him.

The nobleman sitting next to Xie Rong chuckled and said, making no attempt to hide the malice in his tone, "A dog doesn't need to sit, does it? I'm just missing a footstool, I can make room for you."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Xie Rong had turned the pages of the book but did not react, he couldn't help but think of the old posts on the forum.

Their student council president must be feeling guilty, right? In order to continue pretending to be a kind and pure saint, of course he will try to clear his name and deny to the death that he hooked up with a special admission student and made himself look like that in the student council's lounge.

Lu Siyu ground his back teeth, his eyes cold, and punched the nobleman's front tooth out.

"President Xie! How dare he hit me!" the nobleman shouted, getting up from the ground, grabbing Xie Rong's suit jacket and staring at him intently.

The overhead light cast a soft halo, outlining Xie Rong's serene and beautiful profile.

In that instant, the aristocratic student completely forgot about forums and candid photos. She just stared at him with a morbid piety in her eyes, as if making a wish to a pure white statue of a saint in a church. "President, you're so kind, you won't just stand by and do nothing, right?"

Xie Rong turned to the next page, seemingly not having heard him at all.

Lu Siyu grabbed the nobleman's wrist with extraordinary strength, almost crushing the man's wrist bones.

The nobleman screamed as Lu Siyu ripped his hand off Xie Rong's robe.

"If I'm a dog, then what are you?" Lu Siyu's eyes were sinister beneath his brow as he crushed the nobleman's wrist. "You're not even as good as a dog."

The teacher on the podium hesitated, as any noble student who caused trouble in his class could face accountability from his entire family.

"Teacher, why aren't you continuing the lesson?" Xie Rong kindly reminded him, her tone gentle. "There are dozens of students in the classroom. Every minute you waste is a minute of our time."

The teacher's heart trembled, but she forced a smile and braced herself to write on the blackboard.

The classroom was unusually quiet; no one dared to utter a single word.

The noble student had already fainted from the pain. Lu Siyu snatched the other person's chair, glanced at Xie Rong, and sat down next to Xie Rong with a sullen face.

The chair was moved closer to Xie Rong, and then moved further away.

Even though Xie Rong didn't touch him, the heat emanating from him made her face flush red.

Xie Rong felt irritated, kicked over his chair, and then, as if casually noticing the unconscious student, glared at him, "Why did you knock him out?"

Lu Siyu pursed his lips and lowered his head, remaining silent, still with a gloomy expression.

"Heh, I think he's long forgotten why he came to Parren in the first place," the system said sarcastically. "He's been starving in the basement for half a month, has he lost his mind?"

“Take him to the school hospital,” Xie Rong said, feigning concern. “I’ll go see him when he wakes up.”

Lu Siyu reluctantly agreed and dragged the person out of the classroom.

When Xie Rong arrived at the school hospital after class, the student had already been awake for quite some time.

As soon as he entered the ward, she eagerly got out of bed, "President, you have no idea that Lu Siyu took advantage of your absence—"

Xie Rong kicked him to the ground.

The noble student tried to get up, but he stepped on his head.

In that instant, he finally experienced firsthand what was being discussed in the forums, in private, and in any shadowy corner that Xie Rong could neither hear nor see.

It turns out their president really had been lying to them all along!

"You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. You want my dog ​​to be your footstool? What am I supposed to do then?" Xie Rong pressed down on his foot and asked with a smile, "Hmm?"

Lu Siyu stood beside him, mimicking his manner, and coldly asked, "Hmm?"

Xie Rong turned his head expressionlessly and gave him a cold glance.

Lu Siyu silently retreated to the corner, and when he turned around, he continued to stare at the nobleman at his feet with his eyes under his bangs.

His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He hesitated for a second, then took it out and glanced at it.

It's an unread email that was just sent.

Please report the case progress promptly.

During his time at Pallen Academy, he spent three months recovering from his broken leg and was then imprisoned by Xie Rong for more than half a month. The royal family had run out of patience.

Everyone knows that the Xie family holds almost half the power at Pallen Academy. The royal family is unwilling to give up. Is it to investigate the truth, or do they want a pretext to suppress the Xie family?

Lu Siyu's face was cold as he blocked the sender.

With Xie Rong around, he has leftovers to eat his fill every day, so who would want to go back to the royal family?

The royal family wouldn't even give him leftovers.