Douluo Continent: Angels Descend, Glory Reborn

But then she thought about it again, and it seemed that Su Chen... didn't need to lie to her about something like this.

Looking at Wang Dong's shocked face, filled with doubt and defiance, Su Chen suddenly smiled and asked, "Have you ever considered that maybe it's not because I'm too strong..."

He paused, and under Wang Dong's expectant gaze, slowly completed the second half of his sentence: "Or perhaps you're just too weak?"

Wang Dong: "…………"

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Wang Dong felt her blood pressure spike instantly, her fists clenching harder and harder. She stared at Su Chen's flawlessly handsome face, inwardly screaming:

"You're so handsome! Your face is simply God's most perfect masterpiece! And your charisma is so unique!"

"But can you please stop spouting such hurtful truths? If you said less, you'd be a perfect, incredibly popular boy!"

After all, to be fair, putting aside his nasty personality and sharp tongue, Su Chen actually made a very good first impression on her.

This was the first time in her life that she had seen a male of the opposite sex her own age who made her feel somewhat "threatened" by his appearance.

But that mouth of hers... it's so infuriating! Every word she utters hits right where it hurts!

"Gurgle..." Her stomach protested again, interrupting Wang Dong's internal rant. She decided to ignore this nuisance for now; filling her stomach was the priority, and she needed to conserve her energy for future revenge!

She ignored Su Chen, stomped to her desk, picked up the slightly cold food, and started eating it without a care for appearances. Surprisingly, it tasted pretty good; the Shrek Academy cafeteria's standards were still up to par.

After finishing his meal, Wang Dong crumpled the bag and threw it into the trash can. Then, he immediately stood up, not even glancing at Su Chen, and went straight back to his bed. He took off his shoes, threw off the covers, and angrily lay down, covering his head with the blanket.

She decided that if she spoke another word to Su Chen today, she would be a puppy!

"Going to sleep so early?" Su Chen's voice came from the other side, his tone tinged with curiosity.

"..." Wang Dong held his breath in bed, remaining silent and pretending that he was already asleep.

Su Chen seemed determined not to let her off the hook, and continued, "By the way, didn't you swear you'd beat me? What, you've given up after just one day? Are you ready to lie down and admit defeat?"

"..." Wang Dong almost jumped out of bed, but ultimately forced himself to stay awake, biting the corner of the blanket tightly. He couldn't fall for it! He couldn't pay attention to him! He was doing it on purpose!

From the outside, the tightly wrapped blanket was trembling slightly at a very high frequency, showing how angry and frustrated its owner was at that moment.

Ugh!!! How can there be such an annoying, boring, childish, and sarcastic guy?!

What sins did Wang Dong commit in her past life, or how much money did she owe this guy that she has to encounter such an "extreme" roommate in this life!

This is the worst luck imaginable!

Looking at the "blanket mound" opposite him, which was shaking and exuding a strong sense of resentment, Su Chen finally couldn't help but chuckle. He shook his head, stopped teasing her, sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and continued his cultivation.

The third day, early morning.

As dawn broke, dormitory 108 remained quiet. Wang Dong groggily woke up, her long, light blue hair spread out on her pillow like a piece of silk. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously looked at the bed opposite hers.

Su Chen was already sitting there, his back straight, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by an almost invisible pale golden aura, clearly indicating that he had been cultivating for some time. The morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains, falling on his angular profile and outlining his focused and serene features.

Wang Dong stared at him for a few seconds, then couldn't help but think to himself, "This guy...does he really not need to sleep? Every time he wakes up, he's cultivating...he's a monster."

After spending these past two days together, she had somewhat gotten used to Su Chen's almost self-torturing cultivation pace. Although she still found it unbelievable—he clearly didn't look much older than her, how could he have such willpower?

"Hey," Wang Dong cleared his throat, his voice still hoarse from just waking up, "Su Chen, classes officially start today. Are you still sitting here cultivating? Aren't you going to eat breakfast? Don't be late later."

Upon hearing Wang Dong's voice, Su Chen slowly opened his eyes, a fleeting golden light flashing within them. He looked at Wang Dong, his expression calm: "Understood."

Although the two had several "conflicts" in just two or three days due to dormitory rules, daily trivialities, and even verbal exchanges, somehow, this confrontational way of getting along led to the establishment of a rather peculiar and subtle relationship between them, somewhere between "enemies" and "friends".

At least now Wang Dong can speak to Su Chen naturally—although it's mostly in the form of complaints or provocations.

Su Chen got up and quickly washed up. He moved swiftly and soon got ready, changing into his white freshman uniform. The simple style looked exceptionally neat and crisp on him.

"Want to eat?" Su Chen asked casually, glancing at Wang Dong who was still dawdling. "Together?"

"Okay." Wang Dong nodded, quickening her pace. She also quickly finished washing up, put on her school uniform, tidied her short, light blue hair, and followed behind Su Chen.

The two walked out of the dormitory building one after the other. The morning air was cool but refreshing. There were already many freshmen heading towards the cafeteria, and they still couldn't help but cast various glances at Su Chen and Wang Dong, this pair whose looks were too outstanding.

Su Chen was already used to it and kept his eyes straight ahead. Wang Dong, on the other hand, slightly raised her chin, accepting those gazes with a touch of habitual pride—of course, if their gazes carried the same "he was the one who was instantly killed" implication as they had the day before, she would immediately glare back.

The two quickly arrived at the freshman cafeteria. The entrance was still bustling with people, and the air was filled with delicious aromas.

Su Chen was about to walk in naturally when he suddenly stopped—he noticed that Wang Dong hadn't followed him. Instead, he was standing in front of the bulletin board on one side of the cafeteria entrance, looking up at a notice posted there, deep in thought, his delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Su Chen walked back, puzzled.

Wang Dong pointed to the notice with her fair finger, then turned her head, her pinkish-blue eyes filled with doubt and confusion, and looked at Su Chen: "It's written here in black and white that food cannot be taken out of the cafeteria... How did you manage to bring your food back yesterday?"

She remembered clearly that when she woke up yesterday evening, the food Su Chen had brought her was already packed.

Su Chen glanced at the notice in the direction she was pointing. There was no tension or embarrassment on his face as if he had been caught. Instead, he looked calm and even had a sense of entitlement, as if to say, "What's the big deal?"

"Oh, this?" Su Chen said in a flat, even somewhat nonchalant tone, "Just ignore it."