Chapter Eighty-Nine: Possessed by Ye Liangchen (Third Update!)
The girl’s words changed many people’s opinion of her. At first they had thought she was merely careless and had made a mistake, but now they saw that she was actually quite responsible.
Her willingness to take responsibility even made some people want to applaud her.
Making a mistake is not terrifying. What is terrifying is making a mistake and still not knowing how to admit it and correct it.
This girl’s attitude was worthy of praise.
Seeing this, Yang Hao no longer intended to keep watching. If nothing unexpected happened, the matter would likely be reduced to a trivial dispute and then quietly buried, ending with nothing at all.
However, the next thing the other party said made Yang Hao and the others stop in their tracks.
“Compensate?”
With a cold laugh, the other man said scornfully, “Do I look like someone short on money?”
That sentence was full of swagger.
Hearing his tone, the people around knew this would not end peacefully.
He clearly still wanted to make trouble.
The girl looked flustered. She evidently had never encountered such a situation before, and facing the arrogant young man in white, she had no idea how to handle it.
As the white-clad youth pressed her step by step, the onlookers became even more sympathetic toward the girl.
Even if she had been at fault first, it was not as though she had done it on purpose. On top of that, she had already admitted her mistake and had not tried to run away; instead, she had responded proactively.
Many people, including Yang Hao and the others, could not stand the white-clad youth’s behavior.
Bullying a little girl—what was that worth? If he had the guts, he should go after—uh, never mind...
Quite a few boys, who had been eager to act, looked back and forth between the white-clad youth and the girl, and in the end abandoned any thought of stepping forward.
Why?
Because the girl was not pretty.
Well...
All right, that was indeed a reason.
She really was not attractive enough.
Her clothes and makeup were plain, nothing remarkable, her features ordinary, and there were even a few freckles on her face. She was certainly not the sort of breathtaking beauty everyone would fall in love with at first sight.
If the person standing there had been a peerless beauty, many of them would probably have rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.
Who would not want to be a hero saving a beauty?
If she had truly been a great beauty, then no matter what kind of background the white-clad youth had, a few people would still have wanted to step up and win some favor.
And if they saved her, what if she repaid them with her heart and body?
Had it not always been that way since ancient times?
If that was what they thought, Yang Hao would have to tell them they were wrong.
A hero rescuing a beauty does not necessarily win her hand.
Yang Hao had to let them know one fact.
In ancient times, if a hero saved a beauty, and the hero was handsome, the beauty would blush delicately and say that she had no way to repay his life-saving grace, and could only offer herself in return.
If the hero were not handsome, then she would say that she had no way to repay his life-saving grace, and could only wish to be a cow or a horse in the next life to repay such great kindness.
From ancient times to the present, it had all been a game of tricks.
Not to mention that this was a world that judged by appearance.
The idea that one could win a girl’s affection through a heroic rescue, become lovers, and live happily ever after was nothing more than some people’s self-indulgent fantasy.
The girl was not beautiful. There might not be absolutely no one willing to step forward for her, but at least for now there was no one yet, and some were still hesitating.
At that moment, Yang Hao and the others walked over.
“Then how do you want to solve this?”
Seeing the four of them standing before the girl, many people around grew excited, and those who had been hesitating over whether to step up at once felt relieved.
As for the man in white, his expression was rather ugly.
Having a few busybodies show up was not something anyone would enjoy.
“Who are you?”
The white-clad man fixed his gaze on Yang Hao, the first to step forward, and spoke.
“Have you ever heard of Ye Liangchen?”
Yang Hao smiled faintly and asked with interest.
“You’re Ye Liangchen?”
A strange look appeared on the man’s face.
The others around them also wore varied expressions.
Ye Liangchen?
That name sounded oddly familiar.
Damn it, it was him!
Wasn’t that the outrageously awesome Ye Liangchen from the internet?
“No, my name is Yang Haoran!”
The moment Yang Hao said that, a figure who had just arrived staggered and nearly fell to the ground.
Yang Haoran?
Damn it!
Why was he everywhere?
At the familiar tone and voice, Gao He, who had just entered the cafeteria, nearly fell.
When he confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Yang Hao, his whole mood turned terrible.
Him again?
Why was he so unlucky even when eating a meal?
Like a persistent ghost.
The name Yang Haoran was carved deep into his memory.
At that moment, Yang Hao did not notice Gao He’s arrival.
All his attention was on the white-clad youth before him.
Likewise, the other party had placed all his attention on Yang Hao.
After searching through his memory, the other man confirmed that he had no recollection of anyone like Yang Haoran, and his contempt deepened at once.
“Yang Haoran?”
The disdain in his voice carried an unshakable sense of superiority.
Even Yang Hao himself did not know where this sudden air of superiority came from.
“I advise you not to meddle. If you anger me, you won’t even get a chance to regret it later.”
With a sudden shift of tone, the other man blurted out a familiar-sounding threat.
Damn it!
Did he just steal my line?
Yang Hao was inwardly startled. How did this guy know what I was about to say?
His line had been snatched away, and Yang Hao, who had been preparing to show off a little, instantly fell silent.
Seeing Yang Hao and the others go quiet, the white-clad youth would have burst out laughing if not for the people around them.
Heh. Fight me?
At this point, Gao He also noticed that the situation was a little strange, and quickly realized that Yang Hao seemed to have run into some trouble.
At that thought, Gao He could not help feeling excited.
Seeing that Yang Hao had trouble on his hands, Gao He, who already had a grudge against him, naturally felt delighted.
But soon, he discovered something else.
The white-clad youth who had clashed with Yang Hao seemed to be none other than the fellow called Shen Muyan.
If Yang Hao knew that, he might be surprised too.
Because this Shen Muyan was the person Zhou Chen had mentioned before—the master ranked twenty-seventh in the Asia server whom they feared.
He was one of the enemies from Tianhai Institute of Technology who had come to wreck the place, and no one had expected to run into him here ahead of time.
Yang Hao still did not know the man’s identity, but even if he did, he would not have cared.
“Yang Haoran?”
Seeing Yang Hao and the others remain silent, the white-clad youth, Shen Muyan, called out to him mockingly.
He was provoking him.
Suddenly, Yang Hao lifted his head and looked at him with a powerful air.
“Not bad. I am Yang Haoran.”
When he said this, Yang Hao was full of confidence, while the people around him all froze, including Shen Muyan and Gao He.
Especially Gao He, who seemed to see the shadow of that Yang Haoran from that day.
His eyes turned sharp at once. Looking down at the man before him, Yang Hao said in a wildly arrogant tone:
“Your behavior is simply going too far. If you think you have what it takes to play with me, then I, Yang Haoran, do not mind accompanying you to the end.”
“Heh. I will make you understand that Yang Haoran never speaks empty words.”
“Don’t forget, this is my territory. I have a hundred ways to make you leave in disgrace.”
“But you can do nothing about it.”
“Heh. Yang Haoran loves most to deal with those who think highly of themselves. You only need to remember one thing.”
“My name is Yang Haoran!”