Oh no! I've only been a freshman and I've already been targeted by a mean upperclassman.

Anyone who doesn't come is a coward!

After uttering this harsh remark, Sun Long turned and left with his equally grim-faced followers, fearing that if they stayed any longer, Zhao Zixuan and Chen Mo, two cunning individuals, would expose even more of their dirty secrets.

Silence returned to the entrance of dormitory room 302.

But the atmosphere in the dormitory instantly exploded.

"Damn it! These bastards are too arrogant! They've come right up to the door!" Wang Qiang was the first to jump up, his face flushed with anger.

"What's so great about being the vice president of a lousy martial arts club?"

"They really think they're someone important."

Zhao Zixuan snorted disdainfully and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"His actions constitute provocation, and from a legal perspective, we can..."

"Alright, alright, Old Chen, stop with the legal education."

Wang Qiang interrupted Chen Mo's analysis. He walked to Li Chen's side and asked with a worried look, "Old Li, what are you planning to do? Are you really going?"

"That Sun Long is obviously no good; he's definitely up to no good."

"The martial arts club training hall is his territory. What if they try something underhanded?"

Li Chen remained silent.

He sat back in his chair, his eyes calm, revealing nothing of his thoughts.

To be honest, he wasn't angry.

He even found Sun Long's provocation, given his level of skill, somewhat laughable.

Like an ant, it flaunted itself in front of him, clamoring for a one-on-one fight.

What bothered him was that these kinds of troubles kept coming his way.

He just wanted to live his quiet life with Yan Xi, going for morning runs, attending classes, eating, and taking walks.

But this peace was completely shattered after the basketball game.

First it was Lin Wanwan, and now it's Sun Long.

He knew that as long as his title of "Fierce God" remained, and as long as his relationship with Yan Xi was still the focus of the entire school, these flies would keep coming.

He quickly ran a mental simulation.

Option 1: Ignore him.

Result: Sun Long will definitely publicize that he deserted in the face of battle and was a coward.

At that time, "Li Shen" will become "Li Song" (meaning "cowardly Li"). Not only will he lose face, but Yan Xi will also be criticized for her poor judgment, saying that she found a coward who only knows how to hide behind women.

This option was immediately rejected by Li Chen.

He could disregard his own reputation, but he couldn't let Yan Xi suffer the slightest injustice.

Option 2: Contact the school or call the police.

Result: Just like what Zhao Zixuan and Chen Mo just did, they managed to make Sun Long suffer a small loss, but they couldn't solve the fundamental problem.

A disciplinary action is no match for someone like Sun Long.

He will only keep this score in his heart, and then, like a venomous snake, secretly seek an opportunity to retaliate.

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Li Chen didn't want to have to be on guard against bricks hitting him from behind every time he walked down the street.

Option 3: Accept the challenge.

Go, right here on his turf, in front of everyone, and beat him into submission in the most decisive, direct, and overwhelming way.

Beat him until his legs go weak at the sight of him, beat him until anyone who wants to cause trouble has to think twice about whether they can take a beating.

Once and for all.

This is the simplest and most effective method.

The only risk is that things might escalate and become difficult to handle.

but……

Li Chen thought of Yan Xi's father, Yan Zhen, who had a dignified aura.

I remembered the cold words Yan Xi said to Sun Hao and his group in the gymnasium.

He suddenly realized that the so-called "making a scene" might not be such a big deal after all.

Here, it seems that might makes right.

"go."

One word came out of Li Chen's mouth.

The dormitory fell silent instantly.

Wang Qiang, Zhao Zixuan, and Chen Mo were all looking at him.

"Old Li, have you thought this through?"

Zhao Zixuan's expression turned serious. "That Sun Long has practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) and I heard he even won a provincial award. He's not like those flashy moves on the basketball court."

"I know."

Li Chen nodded.

"Then why are you still going?"

Wang Qiang became anxious.

"I won't go, he'll keep bothering me."

Li Chen's tone was very calm, "It's one thing for him to bother me, but I'm afraid he'll bother Yan Xi instead."

Upon hearing this, the dormitory fell silent once again.

The three roommates exchanged glances and understood what Li Chen meant.

"OK!"

Zhao Zixuan slammed his hand on the table. "Since you've made up your mind, the brothers will stick with you!"

"Next Wednesday, the entire 302 dorm will be your support team!"

"That's right! If anyone dares to play dirty tricks, I'll be the first to charge in!" Wang Qiang waved his fist.

"I will prepare a first-aid kit in advance and contact the school hospital to ensure that medical intervention can be carried out as quickly as possible after an accident."

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, expressing his support in his own way.

Li Chen looked at his three roommates and felt a warmth in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, there's no need."

He took out his phone, found the pinned WeChat profile picture with the nickname "Your Majesty," and opened the chat window.

He didn't offer a lengthy explanation; he simply sent a few words.

Someone challenged me to a fight next Wednesday.

The phone vibrated less than five seconds after the message was sent.

Yan Xi called directly.

Li Chen took his phone, walked to the balcony, and closed the door.

"Feed?"

"Who?"

On the other end of the phone, Yan Xi's voice was unreadable.

"He's from the martial arts club, his name is Sun Long."

Why?

"I don't know, maybe he's jealous because I'm handsome," Li Chen joked.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, it's just that my breath smells a little bad."

"When? Where?"

Yan Xi didn't dwell on the reasons and went straight to the point.

"Next Wednesday at 3 PM, at the martial arts club training hall."

"Um."

Yan Xi responded and then asked a question that Li Chen did not expect.

"Do you need me to clear the area for you?"

Li Chen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He discovered that his and Yan Xi's brain circuits were surprisingly similar in some ways.

"No need, I prefer a lively atmosphere."

"Oh?"

Yan Xi's tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of amusement, "Want to perform in front of people?"

I guess so.

Li Chen leaned against the railing, looking at the streetlights below. "Some people have to know why the flowers are so red."

A very soft, cheerful laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"OK."

"Then I'll wait and see."

Her tone didn't sound like worry, but rather like anticipation.

Looking forward to seeing how her "little boyfriend" will show his fangs.

This unconditional trust and indulgence completely calmed Li Chen's mind.

"Senior, aren't you... worried about me getting hurt?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"you?"

Yan Xi chuckled lightly and countered, "Do you think he can hurt you?"

"..."

Li Chen was speechless.

"Alright, get some rest and recharge." Yan Xi's voice returned to its usual languid tone. "I'll go see him next Wednesday."

"it is good."