You said you hated men, why are your eyes now full of love?-Chapter 88 - Countdown Begins

A piercing scream echoed through the classroom.

Han Yanxi suddenly turned his head and locked eyes with the boy.

Their gazes met in midair.

One was filled with endless grief and hatred; the other was as calm as water.

Ji Mu efficiently and ruthlessly dealt with one first. He clapped his hands and walked toward the boy. "Don't look at me. You're next," he said.

His vigil at the door had not been in vain; the video had been recorded.

Finally, he found a reason to act.

Now, if the two of you don't die, who will?

Han Yanxi clenched his teeth.

"Uncle Han!"

Before he could finish, Ji Mu turned his body slightly. A buzzing sound accompanied by a gust of wind swiftly passed by, narrowly missing him.

What?!

The attacker, who had failed in his ambush, was confused. As an assassin trained by the Han family, he was proficient in various killing techniques. He had concealed his presence as much as possible, making it theoretically impossible for anyone to detect him. How did the opponent sense him?

As he examined the unharmed boy in front of him, uncertainty filled him.

He had already reached the Huajin stage, and the residual force of his inner strength alone could injure an ordinary person. So why...

Bang!

Ji Mu took a swift step forward, closing the distance. He extended his palm and struck the opponent's forehead with unparalleled force, driving it straight through.

The air wave from the impact knocked over the tables and chairs on both sides.

The assassin felt dizzy, and his eyes began to turn white.

The force was extreme, like a giant beast crushing everything in its path. It instantly shattered his protective outer qi, leaving him defenseless in seconds.

No, this is impossible!

His remaining consciousness screamed in his mind.

I am a Huajin master! This level of ancient martial arts is considered...

Bang!

Enough with the narration about how impressive you are. It's a waste of words. As if anyone would seriously think you could turn the tables on me.

Ji Mu's second slap landed, causing blood to flow from the assassin's seven orifices and rendering him unconscious.

Han Yanxi's face turned pale, and his expression lost its previous cold and sinister demeanor.

Seeing the seemingly invincible Uncle Han kicked five meters away like a dead dog made Han Yanxi's entire body tremble violently.

The boy's indifferent, oppressive presence was like a mountain, crushing his pride as the young master of the capital.

Resentment and hatred were no longer in his eyes; fear had replaced them.

He desperately wanted to turn and flee, but he was unable to move an inch.

As the figure closed the distance, Han Yanxi stumbled and fell to the ground in utter terror.

Han Yanxi scrambled backward in a panic, abandoning all traces of his young master demeanor.

"Don't come any closer! Ahhhhh!"

…

One month later:

News spread throughout the capital that the two Han brothers were paralyzed and lying in the intensive care unit as permanent vegetative patients.

Many nobles were stunned and secretly marveled at who dared to be so audacious. Were they not afraid of the Han family's retaliation?

Strangely, even though the two heirs had become vegetative patients, the Han family did not react.

There wasn't even a hint of a threat of vengeance for the two brothers.

Just as everyone was puzzled by this, the prestigious family, which had been around for centuries, suddenly declared bankruptcy within a few days. Several key figures were imprisoned and sentenced to death for their involvement in national security matters.

From then on, the original twin protagonists were completely written out.

Of course, these are all later developments.

Time flew by swiftly, as if yesterday were still before us.

Since the end of the swearing-in ceremony, the popularity of the name "Ji Mu" at school has only increased.

People were constantly discussing, whether in the classroom, on the school playground, or in the corridors. Mentioning the boy's name instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the surrounding girls, as if it were enchanted.

Some girls even spontaneously organized a large support group and fan club with over a thousand members.

They would spy on Ji Mu's every move every day and passionately explore topics related to him. They were almost more obsessive than die-hard fans.

As the object of admiration and longing in the hearts of many girls, they naturally hoped their idol would remain flawless—including not having any romantic relationships.

Ruan Qingqing naturally became their primary target.

A storm was brewing and raging against her.

On the school forum, people mocked the girl's photos and gave her various unpleasant nicknames.

A large number of negative comments swept in like a whirlwind, leaving traces of malicious slander on every post.

Despite Ji Mu writing articles in support of the girl, the malicious phenomenon did not abate until the school authorities shut down the forum. The situation then improved slightly.

However, the calm days didn't last long. Rumors began to spread throughout the school that Ruan Qingqing was suspected of being a murderer.

According to insiders, Ruan comes from a single-parent family. She and her mother live in poverty in the slums of the southern district, and they earn a living through odd jobs and part-time work.

The victim was the landlord who had rented a place to the mother and daughter.

The rumor was accompanied by censored photos of the tragic death of the landlord and records of Ruan Qingqing and her mother being taken in for questioning and investigation years ago.

From that moment on, the leaked content spread like wildfire, causing an enormous uproar offline.

"Tsk, tsk. So young, and already knows how to seduce men—and an old man at that."

"She was only 12 years old back then, right?"

"Accidental murder? Who are you kidding? I don't believe it."

"Pfft. She and her mom must have served the landlord well, and then killed him in the middle of the night."

"How scary to be classmates with a murderer. Doesn't that cast a shadow over your heart?"

"Oh no! Won't Ji be in danger?"

"Who knows? Her twisted nature might one day harm him."

"She must be expelled from school!"

Contemptuous curses spread throughout the school.

By this time, even if the school authorities realized the situation was out of control and tried to intervene, they couldn't manage the overwhelmingly one-sided public opinion.

In a quiet bamboo grove, a girl with disheveled hair fell onto the gravel path.

A bright red handprint marked her face. She covered one cheek and looked up fiercely.

"Ruan Qingqing, how dare you hit me?!"

The girl's light gaze shattered into fragments. Her expression was indifferent, as if the incident had nothing to do with her. "I hit you, so what?"

It was the other girl who had tricked her into coming here. As soon as they arrived at the bamboo grove, she started mocking her. When that didn't work, she tried to get physical.

Ruan Qingqing was merely defending herself.

"You!"

The girl pointed at her with hatred in her eyes and anger in her voice.

"Do you know who I am? I'm the president of Ji's fan club!"

"Fan club? President?"

Ruan Qingqing muttered the words and smiled, but the amusement didn't reach her eyes.

"Why don't you guess? Even if I hit you for no reason, who do you think Mu Mu would choose to help—me or you, the so-called fan club president?"

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