We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

"When you go to university, you have to keep a low profile! None of you are allowed to cause any trouble!"

"I'll take a taxi myself!"

After saying that, Lin Ye hung up the phone, ignoring Zhao Jianguo's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay.

He slung the somewhat comical-looking snakeskin bag over his shoulder, pushed open the creaking iron door of his rented room, and walked downstairs into the morning sunlight, expertly opening a ride-hailing app.

Without even glancing at the comfort and luxury options, he precisely selected the cheapest "Special Offer Express" with his finger.

A few seconds later, a white, domestically produced electric car accepted the order.

The car arrived quickly.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He rolled down the car window, leaned out, and when he saw Lin Ye and the very old-fashioned snakeskin bag on Lin Ye's shoulder, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Going to Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences, right? Open the trunk yourself and put your things in." The driver's tone was not enthusiastic, and even carried a hint of impatience.

Lin Ye didn't pay any attention. He opened the back door, threw the snakeskin bag onto the back seat, and got in himself.

"Master, just put it in the back seat. My bag is empty and won't take up much space."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and, seeing the empty snakeskin bag, his disdain deepened.

I guess he's another poor student who came from some remote mountain village and is going to university in the city for the first time.

I can't even afford a suitcase.

The driver didn't say anything more, stepped on the accelerator, and the car quietly merged into the traffic.

Lin Ye didn't take the driver's little temper to heart at all. He took out his earphones from his pocket, put them on, and opened the music player, which was full of Jay Chou's old songs.

"I leaned against the scarecrow, felt the wind, sang a song, and fell asleep..."

As the melodious tune began to play, he leaned against the car window, watching the familiar street scenes rushing past outside. He felt more relaxed and at ease than ever before.

Finally, my real university life is about to begin.

He silently planned his next move.

"When we get to the dorm, I need to grab a lower bunk by the window first. It'll be well-ventilated and have plenty of light."

"Then I'll get the internet cable set up and check out the school's internet speed. I wonder if I'll be able to team up with my new roommate for gaming tonight..."

"Oh, and I also need to check if the food in the cafeteria is expensive, and which stall has the best food..."

These mundane, everyday thoughts made him feel like he was finally a normal person again.

While Lin Ye was immersed in his fantasies about his wonderful university life, he was unaware that three unremarkable black private cars were following them at a distance behind their inconspicuous white ride-hailing car.

Inside one of the vehicles, Cangying was holding a military-grade tablet computer, which displayed the real-time location of the ride-hailing vehicle and all the driver's background information.

"The target has boarded the vehicle. Driver Wang Qiang, 43 years old, a local of Jiangcheng, with no criminal record, 15 years of driving experience, and a good credit rating..."

From the communicator beside him came Zhao Jianguo's voice, which sounded so tense it was almost distorted.

"Good! Good! Keep a close watch! Absolutely no mistakes can be made!"

"Notify all traffic posts along the route to give Wang Qiang's car the green light! But! They must do it discreetly! Mr. Lin mustn't notice anything amiss!"

"Azure Eagle, you personally lead the team, maintain a safe distance, and make sure Mr. Lin arrives at school smoothly, safely, and in a good mood!"

The eagle rubbed its throbbing temples, feeling that it had never carried out such an outrageous mission in its life.

Sending a special operations team responsible for counter-terrorism and handling top-secret incidents to escort a college student to school.

Who would believe that if I told them?

The car drove smoothly and without any obstacles.

When the vehicle reached the bustling commercial street, just three blocks away from Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences, a sudden change occurred.

The road ahead, which was originally bustling with traffic, was suddenly completely blocked.

"Beep beep beep—!"

The piercing sound of horns filled the air.

Frustrated, ride-hailing driver Wang Qiang slammed his hand on the steering wheel and peered ahead.

"What the hell? What's going on up ahead?"

He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, a few beat-up Mercedes blocked the road? Even police cars don't have this kind of entourage! These guys are too arrogant!"

Lin Ye took off his headphones and glanced ahead.

Not far ahead, several black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedans were parked sideways in the middle of the road in an extremely domineering manner, completely blocking the traffic of the six lanes in both directions.

Lin Ye glanced at the time on his phone subconsciously.

9:40 a.m.

There are 20 minutes left until the deadline for new student registration.

His brow furrowed slightly.

It wasn't because the other party was arrogant, but because... it disrupted his perfect time plan.

He hates being late the most.

"Ugh."

Lin Ye sighed, realizing that it was impossible to expect the road to be clear in the short term.

He simply opened his phone and scanned the code to pay the fare.

"Master, let's stop here. I'm in a hurry, I'll walk over myself."

The driver, already frustrated by the traffic jam, couldn't wait to get off and waved impatiently, "Fine, fine, hurry up."

Lin Ye pushed open the car door, picked up the empty snakeskin bag from the back seat, slung it over his shoulder, and nimbly slipped into the congested traffic and crowd.

He walked towards the center of the traffic jam ahead to see what had happened.

The surrounding area was filled with onlookers, who were discussing the spectacle.

"That's outrageous! Who does this person think they are, blocking the road like that!"

"Keep your voice down. See those guys in black suits? Their temples are bulging like walnuts; they don't look like trouble!"

Lin Ye, carrying a snakeskin bag, easily squeezed to the front of the crowd.

He looked up.

In front of the black Mercedes-Benz cars stood four or five men dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses.

They stood ramrod straight, exuding a cold and aloof aura that kept strangers at bay. As the passersby had said, their temples were indeed bulging high, clearly indicating that they were trained martial artists.

What they stopped was a red Porsche 911.

A girl was sitting in the driver's seat.

The girl wore a simple white dress, her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders. She wore no makeup and had a bare face, but her face was delicate and pleasing to the eye. Her skin was fair and clean, her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed and gentle, and her features were well-proportioned and exquisite.

But at this moment, her face was covered with frost, and her eyes were cold.

A man in black, who was leading the group, was knocking on the window of a Porsche, his tone arrogant and condescending.

"Miss Xia, our young master said that today is your engagement day. Please come back with us immediately and don't make things difficult for us."

The girl inside the car is Xia Wanqiu, the ice queen of Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences, in the hearts of countless male students.

She didn't even bother to glance at the man in black, and simply uttered two cold words.

"Get out of here."