My organs are too abstract.

"Why are you sweating?" The burly man reached out and patted Chen Jun's shoulder lightly, his tone teasing. "Where's that wild energy you were just showing, huh?"

Chen Jun was drenched in cold sweat, his body trembling violently, and he said in a dry voice, "I..."

He stammered for a long time, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word, only filled with fear.

"How would you describe your inconsistent behavior?" The burly man frowned, stroked his chin, and pondered for a long time, but still couldn't remember.

He turned his head and glanced at his underlings behind him, all of whom shook their heads blankly.

His gaze then swept over the people in the private room, landing on Li Da's face. Li Da felt a tightness in his chest and blurted out instinctively, "Arrogant at first, then obsequious; it's laughable!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" The burly man slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing what he meant. "You college students are so cultured; you got right to the point in one sentence!"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Jun, who was slumped to the side, as if he had lost his soul. He wanted to say something, but shook his head and waved his hand listlessly: "Alright, take him out. Don't let him get in the way here, and don't scare the others."

Two henchmen immediately stepped forward and tried to restrain Chen Jun. Chen Jun snapped back to his senses and immediately began screaming like a pig being slaughtered again: "Help me—"

Upon seeing this, everyone in the room shook their heads, their expressions filled with sighs.

Although Chen Jun was never a good person, and his current predicament was entirely his own fault, he was still his roommate, and seeing him like this made her feel somewhat uneasy.

Xu Yuan took in everyone's expressions and sighed helplessly.

He's got gambling debts and cheated young girls out of money; he's two-faced. Now it's clear what kind of person Chen Jun really is.

He felt no sympathy whatsoever for this, let alone pleaded for such a person.

But this is a KTV, with lots of people and surveillance cameras in the corners. If we really fight here and alert the security guards, all the classmates in the room might get involved, and today's gathering would be completely ruined.

As for Chen Jun himself, Xu Yuan didn't care whether he lived or died after leaving the KTV.

But she didn't want to spoil everyone's fun because of such a scoundrel, and she didn't want Zhao Ze's carefully planned scheme to end in such a disgraceful way.

Just as his underlings were about to drag the hysterical Chen Jun out, Xu Yuan slowly stood up and said, "Brother, may I ask your name?"

"Zhao Hongguang, people in the underworld give me face, they all call me Brother Guang."

Guang Ge glanced at Xu Yuan and said indifferently, "What, you want to plead for him after all the messes he's made?"

"I'm not pleading for him," Xu Yuan gently shook his head, "It's only right to pay back debts, I understand that principle. If you want to deal with him, I have no objection."

He paused, then continued, "But this is a KTV, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, and it's crowded and noisy. If we really make a move here, it might leave evidence and cause you unnecessary trouble, which would be a loss. How about we change the time and place? What do you think, Brother Guang?"

Guang didn't rush to reply, but instead carefully looked Xu Yuan up and down.

This young man stood out from the moment he entered.

The other students in the private room were all somewhat flustered and fearful, but he was different. He remained calm from beginning to end, without the slightest fear. He stood there with an air of composure, unlike an ordinary student.

Having roamed the world for many years, he has always been very accurate in judging people, possessing his own set of standards.

This kind of composure in the face of danger cannot be faked. It requires either a naturally strong heart and exceptional mental fortitude, or genuine confidence based on something.

Guang Ge had a vague feeling that Xu Yuan was most likely the latter. He was always cautious in his actions, and since he couldn't figure out Xu Yuan's background, he became more careful in his actions.

As for the surveillance, although he wasn't afraid, it was still a bit of a hassle.

Guang Ge pondered for a moment, then asked, "I can change the time and place, but why should I give you that favor?"

"I don't expect Brother Guang to agree."

As Xu Yuan spoke, he felt a little embarrassed, but he still subconsciously extended his left hand and said sincerely:

"I only spent a short time with Brother Guang, but I could tell that you are reasonable, know when to advance and retreat, have a sense of propriety, and abide by the rules, which is completely different from others."

"In my opinion, Brother Guang is a chivalrous and upright man, a worthy friend. Regardless of whether you agree in the end, I sincerely want to be your friend."

"Make friends?"

Guang Ge was stunned for a moment.

He'd been collecting debts for years and had seen plenty of people who feared him, avoided him, or fawned over him out of necessity, but this was the first time he'd ever heard someone praise him from this angle.

Xu Yuan's words hit Guang Ge right where it mattered most.

He used to be a gangster in his early years, and now he has finally gained a foothold. Although he is not very educated, he is unwilling to be a rough man who only knows how to fight and kill. He wants to become a civilized and respectable person and is most afraid of being regarded as an unruly brute.

He's been particularly interested in these things lately, especially since he's been switching to other industries recently.

What does it mean to be praised so sincerely by a cultured college student at this moment?

This shows that in other people's eyes, Zhao Hongguang is a truly meticulous person!

He carefully examined Xu Yuan and saw that his eyes were open and sincere, not just empty flattery, but a genuine belief.

Guang Ge felt a surge of smug satisfaction and suddenly found the young man before him extremely pleasing to the eye. A hearty smile spread across his face, and he immediately extended his broad, kind hand:

"Young man, you have good judgment. I, Zhao Hongguang, have always been..."

His hand was halfway out, about to shake hands with Xu Yuan's left hand.

But then Xu Yuan suddenly feinted with his left hand, and in a flash, patted Xu Yuan's shiny bald head.

Guang Ge: "..."

Xu Yuan: "..."

The crowd present: "..."

The entire room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Xu Yuan's left hand, their faces filled with astonishment.

Guang Ge's expression froze, his outstretched hand stopped, and he stared at Xu Yuan with a bewildered look: "What are you doing?"

"Holy crap, that idiot's left hand is causing trouble again!"

Facing the shocked gazes of the crowd, Xu Yuan cursed his left hand a thousand times in his heart, but forced himself to remain calm on the surface.

"Ah, it's like this. I just saw that Brother Guang's head shape is round and his bone structure is unique. It's a head that only comes once in a hundred years. It looks like a blessed head. So I thought I would bless you. I couldn't help it. I really couldn't help it."

Xu Yuan was spouting nonsense that even he couldn't understand, and Guang Ge's head was buzzing from the utterance: "You're trying to bless my head? Is that even appropriate?"

"Are you kidding me?" Guang Ge's eyes turned dangerous. Xu Yuan was about to speak when his gaze suddenly sharpened, as if he had seen something, and he was slightly taken aback.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan picked up a metal bottle opener from the table and looked at Brother Guang: "Brother Guang, wait a moment, I have something I'd like to talk to you about privately."

Guang glanced at the bottle opener in his hand and immediately laughed in exasperation: "What, you think you can take me on one-on-one with this little gadget?"

Xu Yuan shook his head and said seriously, "No, it's really a very important matter."

Guang looked at him suspiciously. After a long while, he finally suppressed his anger and wanted to see what tricks he was up to.

"Fine, I'll give you one last chance, but let me make this clear: if you can't give me a coherent explanation later, don't blame me for being impolite."

"no problem."

The two walked out of the private room one after the other. A henchman was about to follow when Xu Yuan looked at Brother Guang and reminded him, "Brother Guang, this is something only the two of us should know."

Guang Ge waved his hand, signaling his underlings to stay put, and laughed, "What are you afraid of? Do you think I can't handle a student?"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and instructed his underlings, "By the way, you guys go out first and just guard the door. Don't scare the other students inside."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan immediately gave a thumbs up: "Brother Guang is meticulous!"

Without saying much, Guang followed Xu Yuan to a quiet corner of the corridor and cut to the chase: "Speak, what exactly do you want to talk to me about?"

Xu Yuan didn't speak immediately, but simply raised his left hand to show the metal bottle opener in his hand.

Guang Ge was taken aback: "You don't really intend to hit me with this thing, do you? If so, I advise you to save your breath. Even if I gave you a handicap, you wouldn't be a match for me."

"It's not to deal with you," Xu Yuan shook his head, his expression serious, "it's just to make you believe what I'm saying."

As Xu Yuan spoke, he placed the bottle opener on the fingertips of his left hand and slowly applied pressure.

At first, Guang Ge looked on with a puzzled expression, but the next second, his eyes widened as if he had seen something unbelievable.

The hard metal bottle opener was transformed into something like soft clay in Xu Yuan's hands, easily twisted and deformed, and folded into two pieces with a single hand.

Holy crap!

Guang Ge was dumbfounded. He quickly reached out and took the deformed bottle opener, examining it from all angles.

He touched the cold, hard metallic texture with his fingertips and finally confirmed that this was definitely not a prop, but just an ordinary bottle opener.

However, being an old hand at the trade, he still harbored some doubts. He immediately reached into his waistband, pulled out a jet-black baton, handed it to Xu Yuan, and tentatively asked, "What do you think of the quality of this weapon?"

Xu Yuan reached out and took it, weighing it in his hand. It was cold to the touch and hard in texture, definitely a solid piece of goods.

He gripped the middle of the baton with his left hand, and with a slight exertion of his fingertips, the incredibly hard alloy steel baton was easily bent into an arc shape in Xu Yuan's left hand, just like a soft noodle.

Xu Yuan even gently twisted his wrist, bending the baton into an exaggerated crescent shape, and casually handed it back to Guang Ge, commenting in a natural tone: "The quality is a bit lacking. My suggestion is that you can buy it from another store."

Guang Ge's mind went blank, and he subconsciously took the deformed and broken baton.

He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered what he had just said, "I can give you everything you need with one hand," and cold sweat immediately streamed down his forehead.

The tall man, over six feet tall, was now stammering, "B-Big Brother, what do you want to do?"

"No need to call me 'Big Brother,' just call me Xu Yuan," Xu Yuan said sincerely. "It's like this, I'll do you a favor in exchange for you agreeing to deal with Chen Jun at another time. As long as you don't disturb our gathering today or here, you can even take him with you as soon as you leave the house, I won't stop you, okay?"

"No problem, brother, I'll do whatever you say!" The burly man was completely stunned. His tone was full of restraint and fear as he cautiously asked, "I just don't know what kind of help it is?"

Just as Xu Yuan was about to speak, he suddenly felt a gaze fall on him from behind. He turned his head and saw a figure running away in a panic, disappearing in an instant.

He looked away, not paying much attention, and said to Guang Ge, "Close your eyes first."

"Huh?" Guang Ge was taken aback.

"Shut up."

"Okay, brother!"

Guang Ge didn't dare to disobey at all and obediently closed his eyes.

He wasn't afraid that Xu Yuan was trying to ambush him. After all, given the power Xu Yuan had shown, even if he opened his eyes wide, he would have to kneel down and beg him not to die if Xu Yuan punched him.

Just as Guang Ge closed his eyes, a small crack suddenly appeared in Xu Yuan's left palm, and a scarlet mouth emerged from the crack.

A damp tongue quietly peeked out and licked Guang Ge's shiny bald head a few times.

Almost simultaneously, a line of pale white characters slowly appeared before Xu Yuan's eyes:

[Your left hand has detected a hidden sign of impending doom and has suddenly awakened.]

[Clear this marker?]