Yan Jue digested Tang Xiaomin's words, and the jealousy and anger from earlier vanished.
He couldn't help but feel awkward, yet he feigned an indifferent air.
"Even if he kills everywhere, it's none of our business."
"What if he targets us one day?" Tang Xiaomin retorted.
"If he kills everywhere, our Underworld will become crowded, and there won't be enough resources to go around. We'll have trouble too."
In recent years, there had been few large-scale wars. The population had grown, leading to fewer souls in the Underworld, and life had been getting better.
They actually wished for world peace more than anyone.
"This is just speculation. That man surnamed Pan is wealthy. There's no reason for him to abandon a good life and cause trouble."
Tang Xiaomin shook her head. Her thoughts were the opposite of Yan Jue's.
"No, with President Pan's wealth, if he were truly just a pleasure-seeker, he absolutely wouldn't have created such terrifying weapons, and he already has.
"Whether to use them or not is just a matter of his words.
"By letting Ye Fengxing go, if he truly colluded with President Pan, we might still be able to get some information from him."
This reason did not convince Yan Jue.
He looked at Tang Xiaomin earnestly and asked, "Are you truly not moved by him?"
"Of course not," Tang Xiaomin blurted out without thinking.
This straightforward answer made Yan Jue feel embarrassed. He cared about her too much.
...
Ye Die was dead, and Ye Fengxing held a funeral for her at the Ye family estate.
However, few people attended, and some had deliberately stayed away.
Ye Fengxing's marriage to Nangong Shanshan fell through. Without the support of the Nangong family and due to Ye Fengxing's recent decadent behavior,
One day, when Ye's stock plummeted, the Ye Group held a shareholder meeting, impeaching Ye Fengxing as CEO and electing Ye Yuxing to the position. Everything seemed to happen as a matter of course.
"Young Master Yun, congratulations! You are now the most distinguished young master in Modu."
"Congratulations, Young Master Yun."
"Congratulations!"
On campus, wherever Ye Lingyun passed, he was met with a stream of compliments.
Ye Lingyun had finally gotten his wish, a smug smile plastered across his face.
When Tang Xiaomin passed by them, Lin Ke Ke pulled her aside and chattered on about Ye Lingyun.
"Xiao Min, you might not know, but Ye Lingyun's father is now the CEO of Ye Group. This makes his status even more noble than before."
Shu Ya draped an arm around Tang Xiaomin's shoulder and said, "Everyone is saying that Ye Lingyun might become the future CEO of Ye's as well. In one day, Young Master Yun has received over eighty love letters, several times more than before."
When Ye Fengxing was the CEO, their conversations revolved around him. Now, it was someone new.
Ultimately, people change, and things are different.
Tang Xiaomin nodded and said to Ye Lingyun, "Congratulations. I'll head back to class now."
Tang Xiaomin left.
Lin Ke Ke and the others sensed that she was acting strangely today.
"What's wrong with Xiao Min? She seems so weird today. I remember she used to love chatting with me."
"Maybe she's in a hurry to get back to class for something."
"What could she possibly have to do?"
"Their class has a new young homeroom teacher. The new broom sweeps clean, and it's probably sweeping over to her, the queen of truancy."
"Oh, I see."
As Tang Xiaomin departed, Ye Lingyun's expression turned grim, and he also returned to class.
"Sigh, Lingyun, why are you leaving too?"
Liu Feng asked in confusion.
"Today is really strange. What's gotten into these two?"
Back in the classroom, the first period was the new homeroom teacher's class.
The new homeroom teacher was named Jing Nian, twenty-eight years old. He wore a black suit that made him look both serious and handsome, giving him an older brother vibe.
The girls in the class blushed, eager and restless.
"Is Tang Xiaomin here today?"
"Yes."
Someone called out.
Teacher Jing looked up and immediately spotted the only empty seat in the last row. She had finally arrived today.
Tang Xiaomin stood up.
"Teacher, is there something you need?"
Teacher Jing frowned and said in a disciplinary tone, "Last semester, you were absent for more than half the time. This semester, I can count the number of days you've been to school on one hand. What are you trying to do?"
This was a prestigious university, where rich kids were sent to get a degree. Truancy was something no one had ever bothered with before.
Tang Xiaomin was known as the "Queen of Truancy" at Modu University.
This new teacher Jing wanted to guide her onto the right path, which was pure wishful thinking. Everyone eagerly awaited a good show.
"Teacher Jing, I'm sorry. I promise I'll come to school properly from now on."
"Student Tang Xiaomin, you've fallen behind on a lot of material. If you have time, you can come to me for extra lessons. Please sit down."
"Thank you, teacher."
It was over, without any arguments.
Everyone looked at Tang Xiaomin as if she were a monster. Was the sun rising in the west today? She was actually so agreeable.
Tang Xiaomin wasn't just saying that. She genuinely intended to study hard and improve herself.
After class, Teacher Jing walked to Tang Xiaomin's desk and said seriously.
"Tang Xiaomin, the school is holding its spring sports meet. After everyone voted, it was decided that you will represent our class in the competition. You're a girl, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. Participation is what matters."
"What? Why me again?"
Tang Xiaomin glanced around at her classmates, noticing they were smirking.
It was clear that, like during the previous school anniversary, they had deliberately left this for her while she wasn't there.
"This was the unanimous decision of the class vote. The task of fighting for the class's honor rests on your shoulders now. Good luck!"
Teacher Jing ran off. This matter was not up for negotiation.
A day earlier, she had received a call from this Teacher Jing asking her to come to school.
Thinking back, it wasn't for the sports meet that he had intentionally called her here.
Tang Xiaomin really wanted to sing him a song: "Let me thank you..."
When school ended, Tang Xiaomin was walking past a stairwell and unexpectedly bumped into Ye Lingyun.
"Can I talk to you alone?" Ye Lingyun asked.
They went to the rooftop of the teaching building, from where they could see the entire sports field.
Campus life was filled with laughter, carefree joy, and simple friendships.
But somewhere along the way, the friendship between them seemed to have soured.
Ye Lingyun gazed absently in the direction of the sports field and spoke first.
"Have you ever wondered what it's like to live in someone else's shadow your whole life?"
"Ever since I can remember, my father told me that in front of others, I was a distinguished young master who could do as he pleased in Modu. But in the Ye family, I had to be respectful and fawning towards one person: Master Feng."
"I asked my father why. Father said it was because Master Feng would be the ultimate decision-maker of Ye Group in the future, the head of the Ye family. If I wanted to live a good life, I had to be humble."