Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Hasn't Situ Rui been practicing like crazy lately? Maybe he's made progress?"

"Forget it, what's the use of last-minute cramming? I bet Prince Hui will win!"

"I also think Prince Hui has a better chance of winning. Situ Rui is just a spoiled brat. He's okay with cars, but fighting? He's no match for him!"

In the center of the resort, a large lawn was spontaneously fenced off by enthusiasts to create a simple "arena" area.

The area was surrounded by people, who were talking excitedly, their eyes filled with anticipation for a spectacular performance.

It was getting closer to eight o'clock.

A supercar with an exaggerated design and a roaring engine, like a beast in the night, roared into the resort, executed a beautiful drift, and came to a stop near the lawn.

The car door opened, and Situ Rui, dressed in a black tracksuit with a cold expression, jumped out of the car alone.

He actually went to the meeting alone!

A murmur of surprise and discussion rippled through the surrounding crowd.

"It really is Situ Rui!"

"Just him alone? He's got guts!"

"Where is Prince Hui? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Isn't Situ Rui being a bit too arrogant? What if Crown Prince Hui comes with his men?"

Standing a short distance away from the crowd, with several skilled boxers subtly protecting him, Prince Hui narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw that Situ Rui had actually come alone. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by a deeper chill.

He sneered inwardly.

Situ Rui, you're incredibly arrogant! Since you've come here to die, don't blame me!
As the dry straw spun around Qin Luo's fingertip one last time, a torrent of mysterious knowledge, perceptible only to him, surged into his mind and body, bringing a subtle yet solid warmth. The system's notification sound quietly fell silent.

The essence of thirty-six languages ​​was imprinted in his consciousness as if he were born with it. His physique officially broke through to one hundred and forty points, and his whole body was filled with unprecedented power. Even the slight stagnation brought by the turbid air in the detention center seemed to be dispelled.

He stretched, and his bones emitted a series of soft popping sounds, which were particularly clear in the silent cell.

Xiao Ke and the three thugs in the corner trembled again, burying their heads even lower, no longer daring to peek.

Qin Luo ignored them, stood up, walked to the cell door, and knocked on the iron bars.

"It's time, open the door."

Before long, footsteps approached, and it was the same "Uncle Hat" again. But this time, the expression on his face was much more complicated, with relief, lingering fear, and a hint of indescribable awe.

He quickly opened the cell door, his tone far more respectful than before.

"Mr. Qin, please. Director Jia is waiting for you outside."

Stepping out of the long, narrow corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant and a stuffy atmosphere, Qin Luo arrived at the branch office lobby. As expected, Director Jia was already waiting there, holding a transparent evidence bag containing Qin Luo's cell phone, car keys, and other personal belongings. Seeing Qin Luo emerge, Director Jia practically jogged forward, his face beaming with a smile, but the smile couldn't hide his nervousness.

"Mr. Qin! You've finally come out! Oh dear, it's really...it's really been an injustice to you! All your belongings are here, nothing's missing, please check!"

He had been on tenterhooks all day, and only when he saw Qin Luo walk out of that door with his own eyes did he dare to relax a little. Heaven knows if this guy was really determined to "experience life" inside, and if he hadn't kept his official position.

Qin Luo took the evidence bag, glanced at it casually, and then took out his phone and turned it on. The moment the screen lit up, a series of missed call notifications and WeChat message alerts rang out, densely packed, almost flooding the screen.

At a glance, there were numbers belonging to Situ Rui, Fu Yichen, Ling Yue, Qi Huangrui, and several unfamiliar numbers. The messages mostly inquired about the situation, expressed concern, or were urgent attempts to contact him.

Qin Luo first sent Qi Huangrui a concise WeChat message.

"Elder Qi, the matter is settled, I just came out. How is the old man? I'll contact you later."

The moment the send button was pressed, the phone rang, and the caller ID showed Ling Yue.

As soon as the call connected, Ling Yue's cool voice, tinged with a barely perceptible urgency, came through.

"Where are you? North City Branch? I'm coming right away."

In the background, you can clearly hear the roar of engines and the sound of wind.

"Just came out, at the door."

Qin Luo said.

"Wait for me three minutes."

Ling Yue hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

Sure enough, almost as soon as Qin Luo put his phone back in his pocket, a sleek, matte black Maybach S-Class sedan came to a steady yet swift stop in front of the branch office.

As the car door opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of slender ankles encased in exquisite black high heels, followed by a well-tailored dark gray business suit. Ling Yue's cool and stunning face carried a hint of travel-worn chill.

Behind her emerged seven people from two other minivans following closely behind. They were all dressed in sharp suits, carrying heavy briefcases, with serious and capable expressions and sharp eyes—the very "top-notch legal team" she had mentioned on the phone.

Upon seeing this scene, Director Jia's eye twitched involuntarily.

He recognized several of them; they were all renowned lawyers in the legal field, specializing in complex and difficult cases, and charging astronomical fees! This young lady of the Ling family had actually assembled such a formidable team within half an hour of receiving the news…

Qin Luo's influence is simply too great! He secretly rejoiced that although he was under pressure before, he had at least not made things difficult for Qin Luo, otherwise this matter today would probably have been hard to resolve.

Ling Yue walked quickly to Qin Luo, looked him up and down, and saw that he looked normal and his clothes were not wrinkled. She breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, but her tone remained cold.

"fine?"

"What can happen?"

Qin Luo smiled.

"I was just invited here to drink free tea for half a day."

Ling Yue nodded, said no more, and stepped aside to gesture.

"boarding."

Qin Luo didn't stand on ceremony, opened the passenger door, got in, and fastened his seatbelt. Ling Yue gave the seven lawyers a few brief instructions, and the lawyers nodded in agreement. After watching the car leave, they turned and headed towards the branch office, clearly to handle the subsequent legal procedures and ensure that no loose ends were left behind.

The car smoothly entered the main road. Ling Yue focused intently on the road ahead, and for a moment, only the low hum of the engine could be heard inside the car. Qin Luo had just taken out his phone to check other messages when his WeChat call rang urgently. The caller was Chen Mengyao.

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow slightly. Chen Mengyao usually wouldn't make a WeChat call at this time.

He had barely pressed the answer button, and before he could even put the phone to his ear, Chen Mengyao's tearful, panicked voice burst from the receiver, accompanied by a crackling sound that was exceptionally clear in the quiet carriage.

"Brother Qin! Something terrible has happened! Come to Jiufeng Resort quickly! Situ... Situ Rui... he's been beaten so badly by Prince Hui he's almost dead! There's so much blood... he can't even stand up but he keeps hitting him... I can't stop him... Brother Qin, please come quickly! I'm begging you!"

Chen Mengyao's voice was broken and intermittent due to extreme fear and anxiety. The background noise was noisy, and one could vaguely hear many people exclaiming and jeering.

The relaxed look on Qin Luo's face vanished instantly, his eyes suddenly turned sharp and cold, and an invisible chill emanated from him. Even Ling Yue, who was driving next to him, noticed it keenly and glanced at him.

"Exact location, where is Jiufeng Resort?"

Qin Luo's voice was calm, yet it carried a sense of impending doom.

"It's...it's right here on the central lawn! There are so many people gathered around! Brother Qin, come quick!"

Chen Mengyao cried out.

"I know, I'll be there soon."

Qin Luo hung up the phone and turned to Ling Yue.

"Turn around and head to Jiufeng Resort, as fast as you can."

Without asking any further questions, Ling Yue decisively turned the steering wheel sharply at the next intersection. The high-performance Maybach let out a low growl, its tires screeching slightly as it traced a sharp arc and sped towards Jiufeng Mountain on the outskirts of the city.

She pressed the accelerator hard, and the car's speed increased instantly, with the scenery outside the window rushing past.

Qin Luo stared at the neon lights rushing past the window, a cold glint in his eyes. Prince Hui… it seems the lesson learned during the day was far from enough.

……

The central lawn of Jiufeng Resort.

The place was brightly lit, yet shrouded in an eerie silence. A large, dark crowd had formed a circle, everyone holding their breath, their eyes fixed on the center, their expressions a mixture of excitement, shock, reluctance, and a bloodthirsty anticipation.

In the center of the circle, Situ Rui struggled to get up from the grass for the third time.

His designer sportswear was covered in grass clippings and dirt. A two-centimeter-long wound on the corner of his right eye was peeling back the flesh, and blood smeared half of his cheek, making his once handsome face swollen and distorted like an over-fermented steamed bun. One of his eyes was almost unable to open.

His body swayed violently, like a candle flickering in a storm. Every breath he took aggravated some unknown pain, causing his lips to twitch uncontrollably.

But he still forced himself to stay focused, staring intently at the composed and slightly out-of-breath Prince Hui across from him with his hard-to-focus eyes.

Crown Prince Hui shook his slightly numb wrist, and looking at Situ Rui's miserable state, he felt somewhat irritated.

He didn't expect Situ Rui to be so resilient, and he certainly didn't expect this guy to be so tough, refusing to admit defeat and fall down even after being beaten to this extent.

He wasn't entirely reckless. After all, Situ Rui's father was the president of the Mindu Chamber of Commerce, wielding considerable influence in both political and business circles. If he were to kill or inflict irreversible serious injury on Situ Rui, the subsequent trouble would be immense.

His original intention was simply to teach the other party a lesson, vent the anger he suffered at Qin Luo's hands during the day, and establish his authority.

"Situ Rui, that's enough."

Prince Hui frowned, his voice tinged with impatience.

"If you keep fighting, you'll really end up in the ICU. Just admit defeat, and from now on, avoid me whenever you see me. That'll be the end of it."

"Fuck your mother!"

Situ Rui spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. His vision was blurred by the blood and swelling, and his hearing was buzzing, but he still accurately caught the voice of Prince Hui. That indomitable spirit mixed with anger at his brother Qin Luo's fate supported his already exhausted body.

He raised his right hand with trembling hands, facing the direction of Prince Hui, and slowly raised his thumb, then, little by little, resolutely turned it down!

This is a highly insulting, internationally recognized gesture that simply means—Go on! You can't do it!
This action instantly ignited the anger that Prince Hui had been suppressing, and completely extinguished his last bit of concern.

He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

"You're being ungrateful, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He pushed off with his feet and lunged forward again. This time, his punches were even more powerful, aimed directly at Situ Rui's abdomen and ribs, which had already been hit hard! He wanted to completely break his opponent's will, and even if he didn't kill him, he wanted to teach him a painful lesson!

Chen Mengyao, who had just squeezed in from the edge of the crowd, happened to see this scene. She was so frightened that she screamed, "Situ Rui!"

He rushed onto the field without a care in the world!

However, just as she rushed forward, Situ Rui, whose vision was blurred and whose hearing was impaired, only felt a figure rapidly approaching from her side and back. Thinking it was a sneak attack by Prince Hui's accomplices, she subconsciously pushed him away!
"what!"

Chen Mengyao gasped in surprise. His push, delivered with a mixture of anger and shock, was quite forceful, causing her to stagger backward and nearly fall.

In the blink of an eye!
"Gah——!"

A screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground shattered the relative tranquility of the resort's night! A blue Lamborghini Aventador, like a raging blue beast, swerved sideways in an almost drifting manner, coming to a close stop at the edge of the crowd, nearly crashing into the throng!

The car doors opened almost simultaneously, and Fu Yichen and Xu Ruizhe jumped out of the car looking anxious.

They happened to see a live stream of "the duel between the two young masters of Mindu at Jiufeng" while scrolling through short videos, recognized Situ Rui and Prince Hui, and rushed over in a hurry.

Xu Ruizhe reacted swiftly, stepping forward to catch Chen Mengyao as she fell backward, preventing her from collapsing. Meanwhile, Fu Yichen's gaze instantly locked onto the center of the arena. Seeing Situ Rui's bloodied face, swaying precariously yet stubbornly standing, a surge of heat rushed to his head, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot!
"Prince Hui! I'll curse your ancestors!!"

Fu Yichen let out a furious roar, and before he could even say a word to Xu Ruizhe, he pounced on Prince Hui, who was about to strike hard, with a ferocious aura that was completely inconsistent with his usual carefree image, like an enraged lion!

Fu Yichen is tall and strong. Although he has not undergone systematic training like Qin Luo or professional boxers, he is exceptionally talented and has amazing strength. Moreover, he is now attacking in anger, and although he has no rules, his momentum is terrifying. He is just like someone who is fighting desperately in the street!

Crown Prince Hui was caught off guard and was caught off guard by Fu Yichen's reckless attack.

He instinctively raised his hand to block, but felt as if his arm had been hit by a hammer. The pain was excruciating, and he staggered backward. For a moment, he was overwhelmed by Fu Yichen's storm of punches!

"Bang! Bang! Smash!"

Fu Yichen's punches were heavy and vicious, specifically targeting Prince Hui's cheeks, chin, and ribs. Prince Hui parried a few times, his arms going numb from the impact, and he also took a punch to the face, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. (End of Chapter)