America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Chen Yuan did not choose to expose Hoshino Mina's true colors on the spot.

After all, in this university campus filled with rumors and gossip, a scheming girl who likes to gossip behind people's backs and is good at manipulating people's hearts is often more destructive than a physically strong bully.

Furthermore, since Mina Hoshino hasn't openly provoked him yet, there's no need for her to create another enemy for no reason.

So he made up an excuse to get rid of Mina Hoshino and wandered around the venue alone.

A moment later, as a burst of energetic electronic music began to play, young men and women started releasing their excess youthful hormones in the brightly lit dance floor.

Chen Yuan sat alone on a sofa in the corner of the outdoor area, holding an iced Americano.

The surrounding lights flickered, and music and laughter mingled together, making it seem at first glance no different from a typical college student party.

If Vivian hadn't personally asked him to participate, he wouldn't have wasted his time attending such an event.

The problem is, the party has been going on for so long, but he still hasn't seen the other person.

Just then, Kevin came over with his beer, followed Chen Yuan's gaze and scanned the hall, then couldn't help but ask:

Are you looking for someone?

Chen Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question in return:

"Didn't you notice that not everyone came today?"

Kevin was taken aback at first, then seemed to suddenly realize something. He glanced around mysteriously before lowering his voice and leaning closer:

"For club gatherings of this level at our school, there has always been a distinction between the outdoor and indoor areas."

He raised his glass and gestured to the noisy crowd around him.

"The place we're in now is, frankly speaking, just an outdoor area for ordinary students to drink, chat, take photos, and post on social media."

"The people who are really here to discuss business are not here at all."

Kevin unconsciously lowered his voice again.

"Only those with strong backgrounds or those personally selected by higher-ups are qualified to enter the inner circle."

"That's where the real pie is divided, like school-level resources for the new semester, project priorities. Even certain funding trends will be considered there first."

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Vivian specifically invited him to the party, clearly not so that he would stand outside and watch people drink.

Then there's only one possibility left.

Thinking of this, he followed Kevin's gaze and looked deeper into the hall.

Sure enough, deep in the corridor behind the bustling dance floor, where the light was noticeably dimmer, stood a security guard in a suit.

Behind the security officer was a tightly closed mahogany door. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were warily scrutinizing everyone who approached.

Chen Yuan remembered that face.

When I first came to Poseidon's Trident, the system gave me a heads-up that this security specialist named Jack Miller had once accepted $500 from paparazzi to sell a Hollywood star's private information.

The fact that he could make extra money this way without being detected by the club suggests that he was not of low rank.

So, the area behind this security officer is most likely the inner area.

Chen Yuan put down his coffee and prepared to get up and go take a look.

But after taking only a few steps, a mocking laugh suddenly came from behind.

"What's wrong?"

"You don't want to try that door out too, do you?"

Chen Yuan turned around and saw Brad standing not far away, holding a glass of whiskey and looking disdainful.

He had just been humiliated by Jessica and was furious with nowhere to vent his anger.

Seeing Chen Yuan approach the mahogany door, they suddenly seemed to have found a new source of amusement.

Brad swirled the wine in his glass and said dismissively:

"Are you misunderstanding something about this place?"

"The outer area is for all students to come in and relax. The inner area, however, isn't for the chefs selling fried chicken in the south district."

After saying that, he looked Chen Yuan up and down, and a malicious smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Several students nearby heard the commotion and instinctively turned their gazes over.

Brad clearly enjoyed the gaze.

He took two steps forward, deliberately lowering his voice, but just enough for people nearby to hear him clearly.

"A small business owner who makes a living selling fried chicken and squid wants to get into that business?"

"Chen, are you treating the school's meeting place for important issues like your kitchen staff's break room?"

Chen Yuan looked at him, but his expression didn't change much.

What Brad hates most is that kind of look that makes him seem like he's not important.

So he sneered, decided not to waste any more words, and strode past Chen Yuan with his wine glass in hand toward the mahogany door.

Clearly, the rugby team captain didn't think he would be stopped.

However, just as he reached the door, security specialist Miller expressionlessly raised his hand, blocking his way, and said expressionlessly:

"Mr. Silly, according to club regulations, guests who are clearly intoxicated are not allowed to enter the inner meeting room."

Brad was taken aback at first, then his expression suddenly changed.

He was feeling down and drank a couple more glasses than usual, forgetting the rule that alcohol was prohibited inside the dining area.

To make matters worse, his words had already successfully attracted the attention of many students, including cheerleader Jessica.

If he is blocked from entering like this, it will be Chen Yuan who is embarrassed, not himself!

Brad instinctively wanted to get angry.

But when he turned to look at the tightly closed door and Miller's uncompromising expression, he swallowed the profanity back.

After all, although he also had the right to enter the inner area, the status of any student inside was no lower than his.

Those who can hold meetings there all have powerful backgrounds. Naturally, they wouldn't tolerate a guest who reeks of alcohol and might lose control at any moment.

Even if he's the captain of the school's rugby team, it won't work.

Brad stood in the doorway, holding a wine glass, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Just then, Chen Yuan calmly walked over.

Brad turned his head and saw him; the embarrassment on his face instantly turned into a cold smile.

Even he couldn't get in.

Does this Asian kid who owns a fried chicken shop really think he can just barge in?

But the next second, Brad's expression froze completely.

After Miller saw Chen Yuan's face clearly, he not only did not try to stop him, but instead pushed open half of the heavy mahogany door, making way for one person to pass through.

"Mr. Chen."

He lowered his head slightly, his tone very respectful.

"Please enter the room as soon as possible; the meeting is about to begin."

The light from behind the door shone through the crack, attracting the curious gazes of the surrounding students.

He didn't even glance at Brad, who was standing frozen to the side, and walked through the door.

However, Chen Yuan's disregard was more embarrassing than any rebuttal.

Only after Chen Yuan's figure completely disappeared behind the door did Brad seem to finally react, abruptly turning his head and growling at Miller:

"Why should I?!"

"A fried chicken vendor can get in?!"

Miller closed the door again, looked at the furious football captain, and responded calmly and respectfully:

"Because Mr. Chen's name was already on the VIP list for tonight's event."