Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

A legitimate hair salon.

Wang Yi, whose hair had been cut much shorter, sat in front of a huge mirror, closing his eyes to rest, while the hairdresser behind him quietly applied hair dye to his hair.

The barber's face was tense as he focused intently on his work, his eyes fixed on Wang Yi's head, as if counting the whorls of hair or ensuring that the hair dye would evenly coat every strand.

Of course, it's also possible that she was afraid she would burst out laughing if she saw Wang Yi's reflection in the mirror.

This would appear disrespectful to customers and unprofessional.

After all, Wang Yi's face was covered in bruises, his left eye was covered with a black eye patch, and his clothes looked like he had just come down from the battlefield, making him look rather disheveled.

"Brother E, why did you decide to dye your hair back?" Qi Xiaohao sat on the sofa in the waiting area, idly scrolling through his phone while chatting casually with Wang Yi.

"It was the principal's request." Wang Yi closed his eyes tightly and silently restored his magic power.

During the Wang Jiang Fighting Class before school ended, after Wang Yi was punched in the nose by Wang Jiang and bled, he casually used the Healing Technique to stop the bleeding.

Unexpectedly, after seeing this, the king loosened his grip a little, saying, "You have already learned healing magic, so you can heal yourself and also hone your magic."

This release is like stepping from retirement mode into hell mode.

As a result, Wang Yi's body was not only ruined, but her magic power was also drained.

It hasn't fully recovered yet.

"No school tomorrow, are you still going to Juyuan tonight?" Qi Xiaohao asked casually.

Juyuan is the name of a nightclub that Wang Yi and Qi Xiaohao often go to together; both of them are high-level VIPs there.

"Do you think I can go looking like this?" Wang Yi asked rhetorically, then added, "Besides, I'm broke."

Qi Xiaohao was taken aback: "I do!"

"Your money is your money."

"We're brothers, what's mine is yours," Qi Xiaohao said with a wave of his hand, displaying great generosity.

Wang Yi believed that if Qi Xiaohao's invitation wasn't to a bar or nightclub, he would be quite happy to accept it.

"No need. We're brothers, we should keep things clear." Wang Yi refused quite seriously.

"Oh, okay, but I remember you still have a lot of balance left in your Juyuan membership card. Juyuan had a promotion that gave you 100,000 free for every 100,000 you deposited. You said it's hard to find a financial investment with a 100% return, so you deposited 100,000."

"Really?" Wang Yi suddenly opened his eyes upon hearing this, his interest piqued. "Then tell me, can I withdraw the remaining money inside? Half price is fine too."

"Probably not, right? After all, Juyuan isn't a bank." Qi Xiaohao scratched his head.

"Even a venerable monk cannot?"

"What does this have to do with whether or not someone is a monk?" Qi Xiaohao asked, puzzled.

Wang Yi closed his eyes again, feeling rather bored.

It seems that China's laws and regulations are indeed well implemented. The magic calendar is almost a hundred years old, and even a dignified mage cannot bully others by abusing his power.

Wang Yi didn't even have the chance to avoid eating beef.

Indeed, in a world with extraordinary powers, the most annoying things are always twofold: first, others bully me because of their power; and second, I cannot bully others because of my power.

After a long pause, Wang Yi spoke again: "Tomorrow, come with me to get my beginner mage aptitude certified, and then we'll go buy some new magic crystals."

"Why not just order online?"

"I'll just browse around a bit; I can't just stay home all weekend, can I?" Wang Yi casually made up an excuse.

After all, his system only provides feedback when he touches the magic crystal. If he orders the magic crystal online, he can't touch it at all, so it's difficult for him to choose the magic.

"Okay." Qi Xiaohao didn't have any objections, since he had basically followed Wang Yi since he was a child.

"Wait a minute, Brother E, didn't you run out of money? How are you going to buy magic crystals?" Qi Xiaohao quickly realized what was going on and questioned the matter.

"You do."

"But you just said that even brothers should keep clear accounts."

"Your parents are your parents, and my parents are my parents. We're not blood brothers," Wang Yi said matter-of-factly.

Qi Xiaohao scratched his head, feeling that it made a lot of sense.

However, he didn't mind paying, since he'd never lacked money growing up anyway.

After getting a haircut and dyeing his hair, Wang Yi looked at himself in the mirror and immediately felt much better looking.

If you ignore the bruises on her face, she's still quite good-looking.

After returning home with Qi Xiaohao, Wang Yi, who had recovered some of her magic power, first cast a few healing spells on herself, and then trained for an hour.

Once the magic power is fully restored, then cast the Healing Spell.

This cycle repeated itself until late at night.

After all, there are many places to visit tomorrow, and having such a face is a bit unsightly.

The next morning, with the help of magic, Wang Yi, who had regained a semblance of human form, had breakfast with Qi Xiaohao on the street.

Qi Xiaohao had naturally eaten breakfast. His nanny was very skilled, preparing four meals a day on time, with excellent taste and balanced nutrition.

But that doesn't stop him from eating at roadside stalls.

The breakfast cost thirty-four yuan and fifty cents, but Wang Yi insisted on paying for it.

After all, we'll need to rely on Qi Xiaohao a lot when buying magic crystals later, so this is a way of giving and receiving in advance.

After paying the money, Wang Yi felt a desire to go to school for the first time.

At least the food in the school cafeteria is pretty good.

Of course, the most important thing is that the school cafeteria provides free meals to him.

What kind of world is this! A dignified monk can't even dine and dash!

Pooh!

After breakfast, the two took a car to their first destination.

The car belonged to Qi Xiaohao. Although Wang Yi was unfamiliar with car brands in this world and didn't know their specific prices, judging from the exterior, interior, and riding experience alone, this car was clearly not an ordinary vehicle.

The driver was also Qi Xiaohao's personal driver.

During a casual chat on the way, Wang Yi learned that Qi Xiaohao's villa, which had four floors above ground and two floors below ground, was actually occupied only by himself, two nannies, and a driver.

As for Qi Xiaohao's parents, they have been working hard all over the world for many years, especially in recent years.

Aside from regularly and in sufficient amounts transferring pocket money to Qi Xiaohao's account, he rarely comes back throughout the year.

Wang Yi suddenly felt a pang of heartache for his 34.5 yuan, money he had painstakingly found after rummaging through drawers and cabinets at home for a long time.

I should have just gone to Qi Xiaohao's house for dinner.

At the same time, Wang Yi couldn't help but sigh at the enormous impact that the absence of parental roles has on a child's growth.

Look at Qi Xiaohao, this rich second-generation, he is neither domineering nor arrogant, nor does he bully the kind and forcibly abduct women.

He just hangs out with Wang Yi all the time, and his friends are all people like Jiang Yue and Wang Jiang.

A perfectly good spoiled brat, but he's been turned upside down.