A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Everyone turned around again, and their expressions changed.

Outside the door, a large group of police officers stood. The one who spoke first was Chu Hanzhong, the director of the Longshan branch.

Erxi, a student with a keen interest in history, was willing to bet his life that even the six states' appointment of prime ministers could not compare to the excitement and excitement of the scene before him. In such a short time, people had been arriving in waves.

Chu Hanzhong strode forward imposingly, his face full of righteous indignation, and shouted: "Four Flying Dragons, Yuwen Nan, I now suspect you of intimidating, extorting, blackmailing, and assaulting students from Shenzhen University."

Yuwen Nan? Holy crap! Li Xiaolan, who always thought math was the hardest subject, actually managed to find some amusement in using Brother Nan's name.

"Sir, don't be so unreasonable!" Brother Nan blurted out in fluent Cantonese in his haste.

"Enough with the nonsense. Men on the left, women on the right, and guys in the middle. Line up properly!" Chu Hanzhong shouted again.

As a result, almost everyone obediently stood on the left. But only almost, not all. There were still seven people in the room, standing firmly in place.

These seven—were they women? Or gay? Neither. They were the group who considered themselves victims: Gu Feng and his fellow disciples.

"Tell me, did they beat you, threaten you, or extort money from you?" Chu Hanzhong walked up to Gu Feng, pretending not to know him at all, and asked in a serious tone.

Like father, like daughter, but Director Chu's acting skills simply couldn't match the naturalness of his daughter, Chu Xinran. Even Erxi, whose brain occasionally short-circuits, could tell at a glance that he was acting.

With such deliberate lines and expressions, Gu Feng naturally understood that Chu Hanzhong was just going through the motions. Chu Xinran must have told her father everything that had happened here—otherwise, why would he have come in person, and why would he have arrived so promptly?

Chu Hanzhong's meaning was crystal clear: he wanted to do Gu Feng a favor.

If Gu Feng nodded and said yes, then whether it was Ah Si or that "Chinese language expert," they would all have to stay in the police station.

Regardless of guilt or innocence, there's no escaping 24-hour detention.

What's more, some of them are illegally possessing firearms, which makes the situation even more complicated.

If Gu Feng says no, then Director Chu's act ends here. He shouts a few words, and everyone disperses.

Whether Fourth Brother and Nan Brother stay or go tonight, whether they go out in style to revel or end up in jail feeding mosquitoes, depends entirely on Gu Feng's words.

Both of them turned their heads at the same time and stared at him expectantly.

"That's natural..." Gu Feng deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze lingering on Fourth Brother and Nan Brother's faces, making their hearts skip a beat. Only then did he slowly and deliberately utter, "...No."

"Are you sure, student?" Chu Hanzhong gave Gu Feng a deep look.

"Confirmed." Gu Feng nodded.

"Alright, I guess the public's report was wrong. Let's call it a day!" Chu Hanzhong waved his hand, then turned to A Si and Nan Ge and shouted, "You two, get out of here right now. Otherwise, I'll put another charge of illegal assembly on your record."

Fourth Brother and Nan Brother dared not linger any longer and each led their men away in a sorry state.

Although Ah Si had a lot to say and wanted to ask Gu Feng when he would get the half-pill of the antidote, he had to swallow it all back down.

The Chen brothers, naturally, covered their bruised and battered buttocks and left with the local students.

However, when they left, both the older and younger brothers looked at Gu Feng with resentment and malice in their eyes.

The seven fellow disciples miraculously won a complete victory, and the prizes were incredibly varied.

This outcome was something that probably no one could have predicted except for Gu Feng himself.

"Junior brother, could you lend me your little heifer for once?" Li Xiaolan gave Gu Feng a thumbs up.

"Hmm?" Gu Feng looked at him, puzzled. Li Xiaolan, however, put on a mysterious expression and smiled without saying a word.

"What do you mean?" Gu Feng had no choice but to turn to the others and ask.

"Let him be arrogant for once!" the senior brothers said in unison, bursting into laughter.

"Oh." Gu Feng laughed along, looking silly and naive.

"Junior brother, I'm truly impressed this time. Just now you were telling that guy surnamed Chen that you don't like violence, but when you get violent, you're scarier than anyone else." Li Xiaolan lightly punched Gu Feng in the chest.

"I've never seen anything like this in my life. Surrounded by so many people with knives and sticks, and in the end even guns and the police arrived. Don't laugh, but I almost peed my pants," Erxi sighed with a bitter face.

"You're hopeless." Yang Xiaochen laughed and smacked him on the head, but then, recalling the scene just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. "Today, we were really lucky to have Junior Brother here. Otherwise, we would have been skinned alive or crippled. Even now, I still can't believe that we not only escaped unscathed but also won such a great prize."

"If it weren't for him, things wouldn't have gotten this big." Shen Tiannan rarely spoke up again. He was always fair in his words, but after saying this, the corners of his mouth actually curved upwards for the first time, revealing a smile. "However, I actually fucking like making a scene like this."

Everyone burst into laughter – so this guy could laugh too.

"Junior brother, what kind of family background and connections do you have? How do you have such good skills? And how come so many influential people are willing to give you face?" Cen Jingpeng asked with envy.

"Exactly. I've been wondering about that too. Junior brother, don't think I can't see it. Not only that so-called Fourth Brother, but even that police officer who came last, they were all after you. If you told me that he really did something to us, I bet that the Chinese language major won't get away with it." Yang Xiaochen chimed in.

"I told you before, I'm an orphan, I have no background whatsoever." Gu Feng shrugged, his face completely open and honest.

"Nobody would believe you." Several senior brothers said in unison, criticizing him.

Gu Feng was truly aggrieved. Was it really true that these days, no one would believe the truth?

"Hehe, I don't care if you're an orphan or a rich young master, I'm going to stick my tail around you." Li Xiaolan chuckled twice.

"How do you interpret that?" Gu Feng asked with great interest.

"Yes, how do we solve this?" The others also leaned over.

"I'll follow him wherever he's awesome." Li Xiaolan rolled his eyes.

"Damn, what a bootlicker." Everyone cast disdainful glances their way.

"I'll just say that—don't you guys want to?" Li Xiaolan immediately retorted.

"I don't want to—" Yang Xiaochen's answer made Li Xiaolan's expression freeze for a moment.

"...That's definitely fake." Several senior brothers couldn't help but laugh and add the second half of the sentence.

A faint smile appeared on Gu Feng's face. This was exactly the result he wanted. All that effort to set up the beams was to win people's hearts—Gu Feng, after all, still had some shrewdness in his mind.

On the way back to school, Ye Peng seemed preoccupied the whole time.

Li Xiaolan couldn't help but nudge him with his elbow: "Brother, what's wrong with you? We just stood up for you, why are you looking so gloomy like your parents died?"

"Pah! Pah! Pah! You jinx! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take some scissors and give your little brother a good beating!" Ye Peng cursed.

"Then tell me," Li Xiaolan finally calmed down a bit.

"I'm a little worried. This isn't over yet. Did you see the look in the eyes of those two Chen brothers when they left? Their eyes looked like they wanted to swallow us whole. I'm really scared," Ye Peng said worriedly.

"Senior Brother Ye, don't take it to heart. It's nothing serious. If these two brothers behave themselves from now on, then let it go. I will never bother with them again. But if they still don't stop and want to stir up trouble..." Gu Feng was still smiling, but his eyes gradually turned cold, revealing a light that was both indifferent and faintly excited. "Fighting against the heavens is courting death, but fighting against people is endlessly enjoyable."

The group of brothers had just stepped out of the restaurant when the beautiful woman who had been anxiously waiting outside came to greet them.

"Junior brother, you have things to do, so we brothers won't be third wheels," Li Xiaolan winked at Gu Feng.

"A light bulb?" Gu Feng asked, puzzled. "What's that?"

"Junior brother, have you ever heard a saying?" Li Xiaolan asked instead of answering.

"What did you say?"

"Don't pretend, or you'll be struck by lightning." The senior brothers said this in unison, then suppressed their laughter and made their way away.

Gu Feng was still completely bewildered. Mu Meiren, however, had already approached him, her eyes full of concern: "Gu Feng, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"It's nothing." Gu Feng shook his head, then remembered his earlier question, "Liang Pei, what is a third wheel?"

"What—what do you mean?" Peng Liangpei's eyebrows immediately shot up. She thought Gu Feng was going to have a secret rendezvous with that vixen surnamed Huo and that she was in his way.

"I don't understand what it means either. My senior brother saw you just now and said not to be a third wheel," Gu Feng explained innocently.

Peng Jingpei suddenly realized, and two blushes immediately rose on her cheeks. She muttered under her breath, "Stupid idiot."

"Does it mean... that someone is stupid?" Gu Feng asked again, completely oblivious to the situation.

Peng Jingpei was utterly speechless. After a long while, she looked at him with a hint of resentment and asked, "Are you really unaware, or are you pretending?"

"Of course I really don't know," Gu Feng said earnestly.

"I really don't know... and I won't tell you." Peng Jingpei pouted.

"..." This time, Gu Feng was speechless.

Peng Liangpei covered her mouth and chuckled secretly, then reached out and gently took his sleeve: "Let's go back to the classroom."

Gu Feng had no choice but to obediently follow along, led by this invisible rope.