After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Xu Zhiyuan's teammates were stunned when they heard this. They never expected that the basketball star they spent so much time with was such a hidden talent.

"Wow, I didn't expect Brother Yuan to have such a powerful background. He's the heir to a G country conglomerate! How outstanding must someone be to be worthy of him?"

That's too low-key.

"So what? I think our Master Yan is not bad either. His brother is the president of our country H." The fans of Zhu Yan and Xu Zhiyuan couldn't sit still and started to stand up for Zhu Yan.

"Huh, the president's brother? That's all?" The students from Huanyu Middle School looked at Zhu Yan with disdain upon hearing this. "Do you know who our teacher An is? He's the eldest son of the Duke of G Country, and he'll be inheriting the title! He was just recently invited by our principal to teach here."

"Exactly. That guy at your school is at most a relative of the president. Does he have any real power? He still has to rely on his brother."

"A chaebol heir should be matched with a duke's heir. How dare that president's brother say that out loud?"

The students on Huanyu's side stood united against outsiders, showing no regard for Zhu Yan's status whatsoever.

The students from Shangjing Middle School had nothing to say; there was indeed no comparison between the two, after all, the other side held real power.

Hearing everyone reveal her identity, An Yixuan felt a surge of superiority and looked at Zhu Yan with increasing disdain.

"Since you're not worthy of A-Yuan's status, I advise you to stay away from him. With your status as the president's brother, you're not qualified."

Although he is not yet a match for the president of a country, once he inherits the title, even the president of H country will have to give him some face, let alone just a younger brother.

Zhu Yan ignored him. "The Duke of G country, is that right?"

He could easily hack into G country's security system if he's unhappy, causing G country's network to completely collapse and the entire country to be doomed.

Seeing that Zhu Yan's background was no match for his, An Yixuan turned her attention back to Xu Zhiyuan's wound and tried to pull him to a chair to the side, "Let's go check the wound first."

Xu Zhiyuan pushed him away.

"Are you out of your mind? You're spreading rumors about my identity everywhere. If you want to show off, just do it yourself. Why are you dragging me into this?" Xu Zhiyuan was furious when he heard the surrounding crowd leaning towards An Yixuan, all saying that Zhu Yan was not good enough for him.

"And so what if you're the heir to the duke? You're always flaunting your worthless status. What are you showing off for? I'm happy to stay by his side, what's it to you!"

Xu Zhiyuan's explosive nature was so strong that he could explode at the slightest touch, leaving An Yixuan speechless.

Zhu Yan knew Xu Zhiyuan's temper all too well; whenever something didn't go his way, his mouth would chatter on and on like a machine gun.

But does he really think no one can control him?

"Xu Zhiyuan".

Zhu Yan called out to him.

"I'm here! I'm here!"

Hearing a familiar voice behind him, Xu Zhiyuan turned around and immediately gave Zhu Yan a dramatic change of expression.

(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

"Let's treat the wound first." Zhu Yan put everything else aside, after all, Xu Zhiyuan was still injured.

"Okay, whatever you say."

(◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*

Xu Zhiyuan didn't need anyone's help; he skipped and hopped to the chair next to him, plopped down, and obediently waited for the medical staff to treat his wounds.

"Oh my, the heir to the duke, how impressive. But why does this tycoon's heir only listen to our Master Yan?"

Xu Zhiyuan really made Shangjing Middle School proud. No matter what powerful background you have over there, they just ignore you.

An Yixuan gritted her teeth, narrowed her eyes, and felt like killing Zhu Yan.

"What are you glaring at me for? I don't care if you're a duke or viscount, you're not as self-aware as Brother Yuan." Lu Ze noticed the murderous intent An Yixuan was showing towards Zhu Yan, and stepped forward to block Zhu Yan.

What is self-awareness?

Naturally, they consciously followed every word of the banquet.

"Is that so great?" An Yixuan stared at Lu Ze and approached him step by step.

His height of 186 cm made him a bit taller than Lu Ze, which gave him an imposing presence.

Shen Yan sensed An Yixuan's hostility, pushed An Yixuan away, and stood in front of Zhu Yan, protecting him behind him.

"Get away from me, wanna fight?"

Shen Yan, who suffered a mild concussion, seems to have some kind of obsession with fighting.

"Fighting? Who wants to play house with you kids?" An Yixuan was the same age as Xu Zhiyuan, which meant she was a few years older than Zhu Yan and the others.

"I invited him to visit Country G for a few days, what, you dare to stop me?"

Since his A Yuan has been bewitched by this person, then once he disappears, A Yuan will belong to him alone.

Once he goes to Country G, whether he dies or goes missing can be dismissed as an accident.

"An Yixuan, you can't touch him."

Before Shen Yan could make a move against An Yixuan, a powerful voice came from behind the crowd.

The visitors were not one person, but a group of people.

The boy was tall and handsome; the girl was beautiful and elegant. Both of them had excellent physical attributes.

But he didn't recognize any of the people at the banquet.

The boy in the middle, in particular, exuded elegance in every gesture.

Zhu Yan glanced at him curiously, but the young man avoided her gaze when their eyes met, a hint of humility in his eyes.

Standing next to them were Song Qian and Qin Ci.

When they realized something was wrong, they went to the organizers and asked them to stop the farce immediately. But when they arrived, the organizers turned their attention to the boy sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"What do you mean? You want to protect him?" After seeing who was in front of her, An Yixuan's tone softened, and she was no longer so aggressive.

"Yes, I'll protect her. You disagree?" The boy didn't shy away from the question, turning his head to meet An Yixuan's gaze directly.

He then took a few more steps closer, stopping as he brushed past An Yixuan. "Do you dare touch me?"

The tone was provocative.

An Yixuan clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into the flesh of her palms.

He dared not. When he went abroad, his father had told him not to provoke the group of people from Huanyu Academy.

Seeing that An Yixuan remained silent, the boy continued, "You wouldn't dare, right?"

She paused, then continued, "And he is someone I can only submit to. What right do you have to yell at him?"

The boy didn't lower his voice when he spoke; instead, he spoke with a clear and forceful tone, as if he wanted everyone present to hear him.

These words stirred up the atmosphere again, and everyone began to whisper among themselves.

He ignored the changes around him, bypassed An Yixuan, and walked straight toward the banquet.

Zhu Yan didn't move either; he wanted to see what this person, whose aura overwhelmed An Yixuan, was up to.

Perhaps the pressure was too great, because Shen Yan and Lu Ze both stood in front of the boy, preventing him from getting close to Zhu Yan.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside? Thank you."

The young man was not angry. Instead, he smiled gently and spoke calmly to the two of them.

But Shen Yan and Lu Ze didn't move.

"Let him come over."

When Zhu Yan spoke, the two looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped aside.

He walked towards the banquet step by step, and the banquet watched him approach step by step.

When he reached the banquet, he stopped, placed his left hand on his right shoulder close to his chest, and then bowed his head to the banquet in a standard gesture to express his highest respect.

"Hello, Mr. Zhu."

The entire venue was completely silent.