If it were me, I’d probably move out the moment I got home.
Just having such a scumbag living next door makes me feel unlucky.
“I’d better just go home.”
Li Zuhao forced a miserable smile and got up, ready to leave.
A wave of bleakness welled up inside him.
Even when he’d been beaten up a few times by the Sword Club Ace and the Delinquent Girl, he hadn’t really cared.
But now, being completely ignored by Miya—that actually made Li Zuhao a bit sad.
“You, stop right there. I have something to say to you.”
But just as he stood up, Kaixin Min, arms folded across her chest, froze him in place.
Li Zuhao had no choice but to stay, looking at her in silence.
The two of them just stood there awkwardly for a full minute.
“What exactly do you want to say?”
Li Zuhao finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and asked, sounding annoyed.
“Come with me.”
Kaixin Min’s expression gradually darkened.
“Why can’t you just say it here?”
Li Zuhao shot back.
“Come with me.”
Kaixin Min took a deep breath, her anger simmering.
There was nothing he could do, so Li Zuhao could only follow her out of the classroom, heading to a relatively secluded corner of the corridor.
Li Zuhao felt like he was about to get beaten up for the fourth time today.
There must be a bunch of Delinquent Girls lying in wait here, ready to jump out and give him a good thrashing.
This time, he really didn’t know if he’d be able to take it.
Even a mental patient’s endurance has its limits.
“You’re not thinking of hitting me a second time, are you?”
Li Zuhao asked.
“Why didn’t you tell Senpai Saki that your Right Hand was injured by someone else?”
Kaixin Min stood with her back to Li Zuhao, facing the window, and questioned him coldly.
“Uh?”
Li Zuhao was a bit surprised.
So there weren’t any girls ambushing me?
That caught me off guard—
I suddenly didn’t know what to do.
If I’m not getting beaten up by girls, I don’t even know how to react anymore.
Besides, for a masochist like me, getting pummeled by Delinquent Girls’ little fists is actually pretty enjoyable.
As long as I turtle up and protect myself well enough, they can’t really do any serious damage—way better than being whipped by wooden swords.
Of course, just don’t use the Classic Armbar from Judo again—even a masochist can’t handle that move.
“You don’t actually think that if you don’t rat us out, we’ll feel sorry for you and let you off, do you?”
Kaixin Min snorted.
“I never expected you to let me off. But if there’s going to be another group beating, please don’t use Judo again.”
Li Zuhao replied.
“Oh, now you know Judo? What do you even know? Don’t talk back to me!”
Kaixin Min suddenly turned, cursing angrily.
“If I said something wrong, then I apologize.”
Li Zuhao responded politely.
But inside, he just felt baffled.
This Delinquent Girl’s temper was so volatile and unpredictable—she’d get angry at the drop of a hat, and he couldn’t figure out why.
“What kind of joke are you playing on me? You beast, pretending to be some kind of civilized person? You make me sick! Sick!”
Kaixin Min kept cursing.
“If I make you that uncomfortable, then I’ll leave.”
The moment Li Zuhao heard that, he seized the opportunity and made a run for it.
Since the Delinquent Girl wasn’t planning to beat him up, what reason did he have to stick around?
If all I’m getting is verbal abuse from a pretty girl, sorry.
I’m not that kind of low-level masochist pervert—insults just don’t do it for me anymore.
“You—?”
Kaixin Min watched Li Zuhao run off, her face showing disbelief.
Even she didn’t know why she was making that face.
Why should I look confused seeing that jerk leave?
Could it be that seeing him lose interest in me actually makes me feel a little empty inside?
No way! Am I really that pathetic?
I only brought people to beat him up because he used to grope me and say filthy things, right?
Now that he doesn’t dare do anything to me, shouldn’t I be happy?
Damn it!
So annoying!
A nameless anger suddenly rose up inside her.
But as she watched Li Zuhao hobble away, his one arm swinging, his gait awkward, the urge to run up and kick him in the face faded away.
To her surprise, a sliver of sympathy welled up inside her.
Sympathy?
I’d feel sympathy for that scum?
What the hell is wrong with me today?
But as these questions swirled in her mind, Li Zuhao had already walked far away.
“What a disaster of a day.”
Li Zuhao left Ji Huang Academy, decisively heading home—the outside world was just too dangerous.
On the way, he stopped by the noodle shop next to his rental apartment and ate two bowls of plain noodles to fill his stomach.
While eating, he didn’t bother pretending anymore—he pulled his Right Hand out of the Sling and, after a whole day of hunger, began wolfing down his food.
At that moment, a strange loli in a white lace Nurse Uniform appeared in the noodle shop and sat down right next to him.
But everyone else in the shop acted as if they couldn’t see her.
Granted, there weren’t any other customers—just the shop owner playing on his phone nearby.
It was normal that living people couldn’t see her, because she was Bai Wuchang.
“Don’t say anything, just listen to me. Otherwise, you’ll get thrown into a Mental Hospital.”
Bai Wuchang said with a smile.
Li Zuhao’s acting was top-notch—he showed not a hint of emotion, just kept eating while secretly listening to the Ghost Messenger’s instructions.
“Looks like you do have some brains, and you know a bit of martial arts. But by now, you should realize that those with the Guiwang Zhuanshi’s power aren’t something ordinary people can handle.”
“Ninety percent of your predecessors died at this stage, their Male Dignity clouding their judgment. With no real strength, but full of stubborn pride, they chose to go head-to-head and got beaten to death.”
“That’s just their physical advantage, not even their hidden abilities.”
“But you did well. You didn’t choose to go head-to-head with them. If you want to conquer these girls who are the Reincarnation of the Ghost King, admitting defeat is the smartest path.”
“Remember, you can only win them over with emotion—don’t even think about using violence, you can’t beat them.”
“The Guiwang Zhuanshi makes their violent tendencies rise, but their emotions are also much richer than normal people’s. If they hurt you, use their Sense of Guilt and Regret to make them submit to you.”
Bai Wuchang smiled sweetly as she analyzed, her words seemingly off-topic and lacking any real focus, but Li Zuhao still found them extremely enlightening.
Compared to the steady, dignified classical beauty Heiwuchang, this adorable loli version of Bai Wuchang was a pure agent of chaos.
But he had to admit, Bai Wuchang’s advice was sharp and incisive—a hundred times more useful than Heiwuchang’s nagging comfort and pointless chatter.
“I understand.”
Li Zuhao replied quietly.
“As expected of the one we’ve chosen.”
Bai Wuchang was very satisfied.
With that, she turned into a swirl of blue smoke and vanished.
But soon, Bai Wuchang would come to regret what she’d just said.
As night fell, Li Zuhao finished his noodles and went home.
He passed by his neighbor Miya’s door.
There was a faint light coming from the crack—she was probably home.
Li Zuhao didn’t bother with it, took out his key, opened his own door, and went inside.
He looked down at the doormat—there was a little white Choker Ring on the floor.
Standing in the entryway, Li Zuhao glanced a few times into the Hall—no one in sight, though it felt like someone might be hiding.
He took a step forward and quietly kicked the white Choker Ring into the corner by the wall.
Then he returned to his room, opened the wardrobe, and took out a sturdy Tie.
What on earth was he doing, acting all mysterious?
He climbed onto the Dining Table in the small living room, tied the Tie to the chandelier, made a loop, and slipped it around his neck.
Li Zuhao’s foot slipped off the edge of the table—and just like that, he actually hanged himself!
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