Leng Ruobing knew very well, understood even, why Lin Xiao would have such thoughts.
In a certain sense, she was the person who best understood the terrifying nature of the man before her, the man who always wore a gentle smile, like a refined gentleman.
From the moment he was born, he was accompanied by terrifying phenomena, which foretold his extraordinary future.
At three years old, he began body tempering and broke through to a first-rank warrior.
At five years old, he cultivated qi and broke through to a second-rank Warrior Master.
At eight years old, he attracted a Battle Spirit and broke through to a third-rank Battle Spirit.
At twelve years old, he condensed a Battle Soul and broke through to a fourth-rank Battle General.
Such a terrifying breakthrough speed was enough to make even many top-tier experts sigh in admiration, concluding that this young man possessed the potential to become a Great Emperor!
Within ten years, he would be able to surpass all the other strong youths, standing alone at the pinnacle.
Within a hundred years, the Chen Clan of Donghua would likely produce another Eighth-Rank Battle Emperor capable of suppressing the fate of an entire nation.
He even had the potential to strive for the elusive Ninth-Rank Battle God realm!
At that time, almost all the top families of the Donghua Empire were on the verge of breaking down the doors of the Chen Clan of Donghua, eager to form an alliance through marriage.
Even Donghua Empire's First Academy extended an olive branch to Chen Beiyuan, offering him guaranteed admission.
That year, the name Chen Beiyuan was like a mountain pressing down on the entire young generation of the Donghua Empire.
However, after the age of twelve, Chen Beiyuan chose to suppress his cultivation, no longer seeking breakthroughs. Instead, he constantly honed his foundation and tempered his state of mind.
Such reckless behavior caused quite a stir at the time, with many people calling him crazy and saying he was letting himself go.
Even within the Chen Clan of Donghua, some negative opinions arose.
It was known that with his level of talent, Chen Beiyuan could very likely break through to the fifth-rank Battle Commander at eighteen, causing his General-level Battle Soul to transform into a Commander-level Battle Soul.
For a full six years, Chen Beiyuan remained at the initial stage of Battle General, without making any progress.
Just as the outside world began to question whether Chen Beiyuan had become self-destructive and was becoming mediocre, something happened that slapped everyone in the face.
A void crack suddenly appeared near Donghua Empire's First Academy, revealing an unstable Beast Secret Realm, from which many terrifyingescaped.
At that time, a fifth-rank, the Berserk Blood Python, happened to appear inside Donghua Empire's First Academy, preparing to attack the students.
Coincidentally, among the students present were Chen Beiyuan, Leng Ruobing, and Lin Xiao...
At the crucial moment, Chen Beiyuan made his move!
This was also the only time Chen Beiyuan had ever acted in public.
With just a single punch and a palm strike, he effortlessly surpassed a major cultivation realm and killed the Berserk Blood Python.
As a Warrior Master at the fourth rank, he easily slew a fifth-rank beast. Such a feat was simply astonishing.
The Python Scales on the Berserk Blood Python, which could withstand heavy weaponry, were as fragile as paper, easily torn apart. Its sturdy skull was instantly smashed into a bloody pulp.
Even more terrifying, from start to finish, Chen Beiyuan hadn't even revealed his Battle Soul!
This meant he hadn't used his full strength!
In that moment, all the doubts seemed utterly ridiculous.
Chen Beiyuan's name resurfaced in countless hearts, weighing down on them like a towering mountain.
No one knew the true terror of this monster, who had been silent for six years, suppressing his cultivation for the same amount of time, never breaking through to a higher realm.
When he finally unshackled himself, no longer remaining silent, what earth-shattering power would he unleash?
No one knew!
Even Lin Xiao, the Child of Destiny, chose to avoid direct confrontation with this monster, Chen Beiyuan, choosing instead to employ underhanded methods.
Although Leng Ruobing had considerable faith in Lin Xiao, the commoner genius, deep down, she didn't believe he could defeat Chen Beiyuan head-on.
After all, the resources and treatment they had enjoyed since childhood were on completely different levels.
At that moment, Leng Ruobing frowned slightly, observing Chen Beiyuan, who was hesitating, seemingly in a daze. A strange anger appeared on her frigid face:
"What, you want me to make the first move?"
"At this point, you're still playing the hypocrite? Isn't what's about to happen exactly what you've always wanted?!"
"Chen Beiyuan, you disgust me!"
Perhaps it was Chen Beiyuan's tolerance towards her over the years that led her to grow accustomed to her harsh attitude in front of this man, who was considered a monster by others.
Furthermore, the sudden mysterious illness of her mother during this period, coupled with what was about to happen, amplified the loathing she felt towards Chen Beiyuan to its peak.
However, she didn't know that the man in front of her was no longer the "Nice Guy Simp" she had known before.
Looking at the aloof, cold beauty before him, as if she were condescending to a beggar, the gentle smile on Chen Beiyuan's face grew richer. His calm gaze was like he was watching a clown, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Indeed, sometimes, if you give them too much face, even a streetwalker will think she's a phoenix!"
"Chen Beiyuan, what did you say…"
Leng Ruobing's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the man before her. She seemed deeply hurt by his vicious words and couldn't help but swear, the "frustration" in her heart mixed with anger, instantly surging to the surface. She instinctively raised her hand, intending to slap the man.
Slap!!!
A resounding slap!
Before Leng Ruobing could even land her blow, Chen Beiyuan slapped her, sending her sprawling to the ground. Her delicate, fair right cheek immediately swelled up. Her long, flowing hair fell messily around her face, obscuring her eyes, which were filled with disbelief.
How could this be?!
This damn nice guy simp actually hit her?!
Chen Beiyuan ignored the hateful gaze of Leng Ruobing on the ground. He took a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped his right hand. The gentle smile on his face remained unchanged, but his calm eyes gradually turned cold.
"I really want to know who gave you the guts to lay a hand on me?"
"You don't think you've gotten to where you are today, with your position and the backing of the Leng Family, through your own hard work, do you? A fox wearing a tiger's skin will never become a real tiger. And besides, that tiger skin was me who gave it to you in the first place."
"If that slap had really landed, you and the family behind you would be wiped out in an instant."
"People, they always fail to recognize their place."
"While saying you loathe my existence, you still shamelessly enjoy the halo I've given you, thinking you're superior. How pathetic."
"A canary caged in a birdcage throwing a little temper tantrum every now and then, I can laugh it off. But if you keep failing to recognize your place, then the countdown to the end of this 'game' has begun."
Chen Beiyuan wasn't the "Nice Guy Simp" from the original novel, harboring some special affection for Leng Ruobing.
He wasn't going to indulge her!
Daring to cause trouble in front of him?
He'd give them a slap first, and see if they still dared to act crazy!