You're my wife, don't doubt it!

After finishing lunch, he was about to go back to his classroom to take a nap when a guy bumped into him from behind and squeezed in from the side.

Caught off guard, Xiao Yao's phone slipped from his hand and spun several times in the air—if Xiao Yao hadn't already possessed the agility of a knight, it would have crashed solidly to the ground.

Even so, he still managed to answer the phone in a rather embarrassed manner.

This is not the indestructible Nozhynya, which could not withstand such a test.

Xiao Yao straightened up and looked at the guy. He saw it was Wang Ming, with his pointed mouth and monkey-like face. Wang Ming turned around and gave him a wicked smile, showing no intention of apologizing.

"How could that be?" Wang Ming raised an eyebrow: "Looking at the eggs?"

A surge of blood rushed to the top of Xiao Yao's head, causing his reason to relinquish control of his body, leaving his future to instinct. Before he could even react, his body had already moved, lunging straight at Wang Ming.

His school trousers got caught on something, and his movements slowed down. The sound of desks and chairs being moved filled the classroom, causing everyone to look at Xiao Yao.

Yu Luying appeared beside Xiao Yao at some point, grabbed his arm, and shook her head.

Daiyu hugged him from behind and whispered, "Brother Yao, not here, not here."

Xiao Yao straightened up by holding onto the table, adjusted the other person's table and chairs, and waved to Yu Luying and Daiyu.

Wang Ming scoffed and shrugged off in his seat.

A short boy wearing glasses was about to rush out to find the teacher, but seeing that the commotion had subsided, he slowly walked back through the back door.

The first exam in the afternoon was physics.

To be honest, Xiao Yao actually quite likes physics, after all, he's a science fiction fan. He likes everything from string theory and eleven-dimensional space to the uncertainty principle of quantum mechanics, Schrödinger's cat, and the grand unification of theoretical physics, even though he doesn't understand any of it, he can always talk about it in a very logical and eloquent way.

When he first enrolled, Xiao Yao even borrowed a book called "Atomic Physics" from the library, but returned it in less than a day because he couldn't understand it.

However, high school physics... is still stuck in the boring classical mechanics stage—but that's not the main point. The main point is that the exams still focus on "calculation," making the physics exam just another math exam.

Xiao Yao emptied himself again and followed the white-clad girl's footsteps, circling once more on the white beach.

For his last subject, geography, Xiao Yao handed in his paper early. He hurriedly left the school gate, intending to go home and hug his wife.

The weather is nice today; it's a pleasantly overcast day.

As mentioned earlier, St. Francis Secondary School is a very small secondary school, which means that it has neither boarding facilities nor bicycle sheds.

Every Monday through Friday during the day, the small road between St. Francis Secondary School and Yu Bo's church is always half-blocked by bicycles parked by students.

Xiao Yao arrived late today, so he parked his bicycle at one end of the road.

He happily unlocked the door, straddled the handlebars, gripped them with both hands, and wobbled off towards the other side of the road.

Xiao Yao bounced up and down, bounced up and down, thump thump thump...

Is this road really that uneven? Riding a bike feels like riding a horse.

Damn, it can't be again... An ominous premonition welled up in Xiao Yao's heart.

He got off the bike, squeezed the front wheel, and found it was fine.

I put down the kickstand and squeezed the rear wheel; sure enough, it was as flat as my wallet from the past year.

Oh shit……

Xiao Yao crouched down to check if the valve core had become loose again.

however.

There is no valve core.

Where the valve core should be, there is now only an empty hole.

It was big and empty, hollow.

He heard a crisp bicycle bell ring, looked up, and saw Ouyang Qianqian.

Come to think of it, I haven't had much contact with Ouyang Qianqian lately, and we've drifted apart without even realizing it.

“Brother,” Ouyang Qianqian said, supporting herself on one foot, which was wearing a mid-calf sock, “I saw it. It was Wang Mingba.”

"It's really not surprising," Xiao Yao thought.

"How did you see that?" Xiao Yao asked in a deliberately indifferent tone.

“It just so happens,” Ouyang Qianqian explained briefly, “I was resting upstairs after the physics exam, trying to relax my eyes, and that’s when I saw it. Okay, I have to talk to you now, I have a date, so don’t be too impulsive.”

As Xiao Yao watched Ouyang Qianqian's departing figure, he began to plan what he should do.

First, go back to the school and have a polite talk with Wang Ming—a conversation between men.

If he hasn't left yet.

It's time to settle the score for the grudges of this past year.

Xiao Yao is no longer the same person he used to be. If Wang Ming still thinks he's the same pathetic kid who could sit helplessly in his seat with cold hands and feet when Xiao Yao verbally humiliated him in front of Yu Luying and a dozen classmates...

Then he would be very wrong.

In terms of combat prowess, Xiao Yao's confidence has greatly increased after yesterday's fierce battle with the Airplane Head Gang.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, the situation has changed drastically. Now, even the class monitor and the troublemakers in the class are his friends.

More importantly, having gone through his adventures in the mirror world, he has fully awakened to the honor of a knight.

Courage is always a very important part of a man's character.

The theme song of Ultraman, which Xiao Yao loves to watch, goes like this:

"What if you're afraid of the dark? What if you're afraid of someone? Staying in one place will only lead to stagnation."

"If you're a man, you should become stronger for someone, grit your teeth, and persevere to the end..."

I, Xiao Yao, the Shadow Slayer from another world and the savior of my classmates, how could I allow you lowly villains to humiliate me at will?

Of course, Xiao Yao still considered himself a civilized person and wanted to be a "lovable Shanghai resident," so he decided to reason with him first.

If Wang Ming were a respectable person, that would be fine—of course, that's highly unlikely.

If he refuses to be dignified, Xiao Yao has no choice but to help him be dignified.

First, invite Wang Ming to the alley behind the school, hand him a thick wooden stick, and leave yourself empty-handed, so that it won't be said that we are bullying him with the power of our mental fortress.

But... I'll just have to make Yu Luying suffer again, so I'll try my best not to get hit.

Oh, before that, I need to buy a pair of leather gloves. I'll take them off and drop them at Wang Ming's feet so he can pick them up—the etiquette of knightly duels must be observed.

Before that, we need to settle things at home first.

Xiao Yao dialed Shen Jie's number: "Hey, honey? I got a flat tire, I need to go get it fixed first, I'll be a little late."

“Okay,” Shen Jie’s hoarse and weak voice came from the other end of the receiver: “Take care of yourself, cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough.”

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yao asked, puzzled. "You were fine when you left this morning. Did you catch a cold?"

"It's nothing," Shen Jie coughed twice more, "I just caught a little chill."

Catching a cold in the middle of summer? Perhaps it was from being caught in the rain last night?

"Okay, I'll be right back." Xiao Yao hung up the phone and pushed his bike home.

Compared to seeking an explanation from Wang Ming, his wife's illness was a more pressing concern.

Besides, Wang Ming might not even be at school right now, but he certainly won't skip the exam tomorrow.

As Xiao Yao pushed his bicycle home, he pondered these matters in his mind. Tragic scenes from romance novels and TV dramas uncontrollably flooded his head, making him wish he could sprout wings and fly back to her side. However, the more anxious he became, the slower he could go. This bicycle was nothing but a lump of metal, a burden that slowed him down, making him wish he could simply abandon it on the side of the road.

Just as he was getting annoyed, two crisp bicycle bells rang out behind him: "Brother Yao, why did you leave by yourself without waiting for us?"

Xiao Yao turned around and saw Zhang Jialong and Daiyu riding a bicycle towards him. Chen Lu sat sideways on the back of Zhang Jialong's bicycle, her white cotton socks with cartoon bear patterns peeking out from her trouser legs and black and white sneakers, her little feet bouncing.

"Hey," Xiao Yao stopped and said, "Weren't you guys going to the arcade? I handed in my exam early and was in a hurry to get home, so I didn't wait for you—why are you two both riding bicycles today?"

"What's wrong with the bicycle? Did you get another flat tire?" Zhang Jialong braked and braced himself on the ground. Chen Lu also jumped off the back seat.

"Wang Ming pulled out the valve core," Xiao Yao said bitterly.

"Huh?" Zhang Jialong and the other two exclaimed in unison, "Is he crazy?"

“Daiyu, if you’re free, could you give me a ride home?” Xiao Yao’s gaze fell on the back of Daiyu’s bicycle. “My… my cousin is sick, and I need to get back.”

"Don't mention it, come on up." Ribbonfish readily agreed, "What about your car?"

“The car…” Xiao Yao was stumped.

“It’s alright,” Zhang Jialong said in a deep voice. “I’ll have Lulu push it, and the two of us will go and fix your car, then bring it back to you.”

"I can't accept that," Xiao Yao declined, "Besides, you don't even know where I live."

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhang Jialong said, and Chen Lu had already walked over and taken the handlebars from Xiao Yao.

"Well, thank you?" Xiao Yao straddled the back of Daiyu's bicycle, groping for something to hold onto.

"Why are you still shy about going up?" Daiyu tugged at Xiao Yao and put his hand on her waist. "Brother Long, after you and your wife fix the car, I'll come back to find you and give the car back to Brother Yao."

“Okay.” Zhang Jialong nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Yao, is this the way? Hold on tight!" Daiyu pedaled hard, and the bicycle shot forward several meters.

"Brother Long, squad leader, thank you!" Xiao Yao called out as he turned around.

Zhang Jialong waved to him in silence.

"Brother Yao, why are you only thanking Brother Long and the class monitor?" Daiyu joked.