Chapter 9: Hero Saving the Beauty? No, I'm Protecting My Limited Edition!
The school bell rang, and luxury cars swarmed the entrance of Sheng Lan Academy.
Lu Shixuan slung his backpack over one shoulder, twirling his ferrari keys in his hand as he walked out of the school gates with an arrogant, swaggering gait.
Right now, he just wanted to hurry home and stay far away from Chu Yaoyao, whose gaze was becoming increasingly strange.
However, whatever one fears most is exactly what happens.
A series of hurried, small footsteps sounded from behind him.
"Young Master Lu, your ice-cold cola."
Chu Yaoyao caught up to him, panting, holding a bottle of cola she had just bought from the convenience store, with water droplets still clinging to the sides.
On her small face, partially obscured by black-rimmed glasses, there was a faint trace of persistence.
Lu Shixuan paused, turned around, and glared at her fiercely.
"So slow! This Young Master was about to die of thirst!"
He snatched the cola, twisted the cap, took a large gulp, then let out an incredibly uncouth burp before stuffing the remaining half-bottle back into Chu Yaoyao's arms.
"The rest is a reward for you. Take it and keep up!"
As Lu Shixuan walked, he ranted frantically in his mind.
[Is this woman a piece of sticky plaster?]
[I told you to buy cola, but why did you actually buy it back?]
[Shouldn't a normal person feel insulted and run away crying?]
[And this cola... why isn't it cold at all?]
[This silly girl couldn't be afraid that drinking it too cold would hurt my stomach, so she intentionally warmed it up a bit with her hands, right?]
[Do I have that kind of time to wait for you to warm it up?]
[I'm an evil young master, I like drinking it so cold it explodes my lungs!]
[Sigh, whatever. Seeing as she ran until she's covered in sweat, I won't scold her for buying the wrong brand.]
[When we get to the car, I'll throw that box of tissues in the passenger seat to her. All this sweating has ruined her makeup... oh wait, she's not wearing makeup. Her bare face is actually quite striking.]
Following behind, Chu Yaoyao held the half-bottle of cola and looked down at her toes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
[He clearly acted like he detested it, yet he still drank it.]
[He says it's not cold, but in his heart, he's worried about me running so fast.]
[This duplicitous big dummy.]
The two of them walked one after the other toward the parking lot.
To avoid the crowds, Lu Shixuan had intentionally parked his car by a secluded, tree-lined path.
Just as he pulled out his keys to unlock that flashy ferrari...
"Screech—!"
The piercing sound of brakes suddenly rang out.
A dilapidated Jinbei van suddenly lunged out from the side, parking horizontally in front of the ferrari, blocking the way.
The car door slid open, and seven or eight thuggish, tattooed men holding steel pipes filed out, instantly surrounding Lu Shixuan and Chu Yaoyao.
The leader was a bald man with a hideous scar across his face, playing with a butterfly knife in his hand, his gaze fierce.
"Yo, isn't this the great Young Master Lu?"
Scarface chuckled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "The boys are a bit short on cash and wanted to borrow some from Young Master Lu. Also... we're here to settle a score for someone and take one of your legs."
Behind a nearby bush, Ye Chen leaned on his crutches, holding binoculars, a cruel sense of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Brother Scarface was a notoriously ruthless character in this area, someone who didn't know how to hold back.
Lu Shixuan, let's see how you die this time!
When you're beaten into a cripple and kneeling to beg for mercy, I'll rush out to save Chu Yaoyao. Even if my legs are inconvenient, I can still show the courage of someone who doesn't fear power!
At this moment, Lu Shixuan, surrounded by these fierce-looking thugs, actually had his eyes light up.
[Holy crap!]
[Is this... the legendary off-campus ambush?]
[It must be that kid Ye Chen's doing!]
[The script is finally on the right track!]
[Great!]
[As long as I immediately kneel and beg for mercy, tearfully hand over the money and the car, and even push Chu Yaoyao out to take a hit for me to save my own life, my reputation will be completely ruined!]
[It's the perfect cowardly villain persona!]
Lu Shixuan was so excited his hands were shaking.
He immediately put on a terrified expression, took two steps back, and said with a trembling voice, "You... what do you want? I'm the Young Master of the Lu family! I have money! Don't hit me!"
As he spoke, he reached out to pull out his wallet.
However, Scarface wasn't looking at him; instead, he was staring lustfully at Chu Yaoyao behind Lu Shixuan.
"Yo, this chick might look a bit plain, but this figure... tsk tsk."
Scarface reached out a filthy hand, intending to touch Chu Yaoyao's face. "Since Young Master Lu is being so cooperative, how about you let the boys play with this chick for a bit?"
Chu Yaoyao turned pale with fear and instinctively shrank behind Lu Shixuan.
Lu Shixuan's hand, which was about to pull out his wallet, suddenly froze.
He looked at Scarface's hand reaching for Chu Yaoyao, then glanced at the cold glint of the butterfly knife in the man's other hand.
[Damn it, these scumbags.]
[Robbing is one thing, but you want to touch her?]
[What kind of lowlifes did that grandson Ye Chen find?]
[Even though Chu Yaoyao is annoying, she's still my nominal deskmate.]
[If these animals touch her, her life will be ruined.]
[And... that knife is too close to her.]
[The girl's legs have gone weak from fear; she can't run away at all.]
[If I run now, she'll definitely be dragged into the van.]
[Dammit!]
[I want to be a villain, not a piece of human trash!]
[If I run away now, I'll have nightmares tonight.]
[Forget it, looks like I can't be a coward today.]
[I'll just have to... clean up this trash.]
[I've already thought of a reason!]
[I'll say they blocked my way and wanted to touch my car!]
[Right, my ferrari is my 'wife,' who dares touch her!]
Hiding behind Lu Shixuan and hearing that string of thoughts, Chu Yaoyao's fearful heart instantly settled down.
He didn't run.
When facing armed thugs, the first thing he thought of wasn't his own safety, but protecting me.
Lu Shixuan took a deep breath. His terrified expression instantly vanished, replaced by an extreme arrogance and violence.
"Slap!"
He suddenly slapped Scarface's hand away.
"Take your filthy hands off!"
Lu Shixuan pointed at the front of the ferrari and roared, "Are you blind? Didn't you see this car was just waxed? If the stench from you beggars gets on my car, you couldn't pay for it even if I sold you all!"
Scarface was stunned.
The surrounding lackeys were also stunned.
Wait... we're robbing you!
We're threatening your physical safety!
And you're freaking worried about the car paint getting smelly?
"Kid, you're looking for death!"
Embarrassed and enraged, Scarface flicked his butterfly knife and lunged straight for Lu Shixuan's abdomen.
"Be careful!" Chu Yaoyao cried out.
Behind the bushes, Ye Chen clenched his fists in excitement: Stab him!
Stab him to death!
However, in the next second...
Lu Shixuan moved.
God-level Combat Technique (Proficient), activate.
In his vision, Scarface's movements were as slow as a slideshow.
Full of openings, it was practically an insult to the profession of 'gangster.'
Lu Shixuan sidestepped, his left hand grabbing Scarface's wrist with lightning speed, and twisted it.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of a bone snapping rang out.
"Aaaagh!" Scarface let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, and the knife clattered to the ground.
Before the others could react, Lu Shixuan's right leg whipped out like a lash in a high side kick, landing squarely on Scarface's temple.
"Bam!"
The two-hundred-pound brute flew out like a ragdoll, smashing heavily into the van's windshield and shattering the glass into pieces.
The entire scene fell into a dead silence.
Lu Shixuan retracted his leg and leisurely straightened his slightly messy tie, his eyes sweeping over the remaining lackeys with contempt.
"Is that it?"
Lu Shixuan sneered, his tone arrogant to the extreme. "That wasn't even enough for This Young Master to warm up. I'll give you three seconds to scram! Otherwise, this crappy van will be your coffin!"
The remaining lackeys looked at each other, then at their boss lying on the ground half-dead, and finally at the youth who looked like a demon god; their legs went weak from fear.
"Ghost!"
Someone shouted, and several people scrambled to drag Scarface into the van, started the engine, and vanished in a cloud of smoke.
They even forgot to pick up the steel pipes on the ground.
Lu Shixuan stood in place, dusting off his hands.
[Whew... that was close.]
[Good thing I held back some power on that kick, or that bald guy's head would have split open.]
[This God-level Combat Technique is way too overpowered.]
[I feel like I could take on ten Ye Chens.]
[But... was that side kick just now too cool?]
[Crap, crap, my coward persona is completely shattered.]
[No, I have to fix this.]
Lu Shixuan suddenly turned around and pointed fiercely at Chu Yaoyao, who was already dazed.
"What are you looking at! Haven't you seen a fight before?"
Lu Shixuan roared, "If I wasn't afraid of that trash getting my ferrari dirty, This Young Master wouldn't have bothered to lift a finger! And you, do you have legs but don't know how to run? Standing there like a wooden post? If my car got even a single scratch, I'd sell you to Africa to mine coal!"
Chu Yaoyao looked at him.
The afterglow of the setting sun spilled over him, plating him in a layer of gold.
He was clearly scolding her and losing his temper, yet in those eyes looking at her, there was a trace of lingering tension and concern that hadn't faded yet.
That was... the relief of surviving a disaster.
He was relieved that she was okay.
Chu Yaoyao suddenly smiled.
She walked forward, pulled a pack of wet wipes from her pocket, took one out, and gently wiped the non-existent sweat from Lu Shixuan's forehead.
"Yes, Young Master Lu's car is the most important."
Chu Yaoyao said softly, "Thank you, Young Master Lu, for protecting... your car."
Lu Shixuan: "..."
[Dammit!]
[What's wrong with this woman?]
[I'm being so malicious, yet why does she have an 'I understand you' expression?]
[And why does this wet wipe smell like jasmine?]
[It smells pretty good... No!]
[What am I thinking!]
Lu Shixuan slapped her hand away and pulled open the car door to sit inside.
"Get in!"
He roared impatiently, "I'll send you back to that crappy slum! Don't misunderstand, This Young Master is only going that way to buy... buy roasted sweet potatoes! Right, I suddenly want to eat the roasted sweet potatoes from over there!"
Chu Yaoyao held her cola and obediently sat in the passenger seat.
The ferrari roared and sped away, leaving only a cloud of dust.
Only Ye Chen remained behind the bushes, staring blankly at the empty street.
What just happened?
Brother Scarface was insta-killed?
Lu Shixuan shattered a windshield with one kick?
This is that legendary trashy evil young master?
"This is impossible... this is absolutely impossible!"
Ye Chen clutched his head, feeling his worldview collapsing. "Could it be that he has also practiced Ancient Martial Arts? And is even stronger than me? This script... who exactly wrote it?"
What Ye Chen didn't know was that something even more soul-crushing was still to come.
Because just now, a pleasant notification sound rang in Lu Shixuan's mind.
Ding!
Detected that the host has completed the 'Brawling' behavior.
Although the actual effect was self-defense and saving the beauty, given that the host's original intention was the extremely materialistic reason of 'protecting a luxury car,' the mission is judged as complete.
Reward: God-level Driving Skills (Takumi Fujiwara Possession Version).
villain points: +300.
Lu Shixuan held the steering wheel, his mood complex.
[This villainy... why does it feel more and more like I'm a 'Light of the Righteous Way'?]
[No, tomorrow!]
[Tomorrow I must do something big!]
[I must let everyone know that I, Lu Shixuan, am a bad guy through and through!]
In the passenger seat, Chu Yaoyao turned her head to look at the youth's refined profile and silently made a decision in her heart.
Since you want to be that 'bad guy' who protects everyone...
Then I will be the... only 'accomplice' who understands you.