Chapter 15: The Class's Secret Struggle

“Wang Nima…” Chen Delong roared as he charged forward.

Zhu Kai sneered, grabbed a pencil from the table, and stabbed it directly at Chen Delong. “Die for me!” As he spoke, the pencil plunged into Chen Delong’s eye socket. Chen Delong grunted and collapsed to the floor.

“Just as expected. After joining this group, murder is no longer a crime. Hahaha…” Zhu Kai laughed triumphantly. The followers Chen Delong had brought stared at Zhu Kai in terror, not knowing what to do.

“Chen Delong! Chen Delong!” Wang Hu shouted.

The next moment, Chen Delong turned his head toward Wang Hu, snarling viciously, “Anyone who opposes me will die. Grab Wang Hu!”

A group of lackeys surged forward, but none of those who usually followed Wang Hu dared to stand up for him. Anyone could see that Chen Delong was ruthless and not only had powerful allies, but was also formidable himself—even Song Feng called him “Brother.”

It was clear why no one had dared provoke this man from freshman to senior year. He was not someone to be trifled with.

Wang Hu’s face turned pale. He snarled, “Just wait.” Then, turning, he jumped out the window and vanished in a flash. With his physical advantage, leaping from this height had become routine for him.

“Tch, he actually ran off. But it doesn’t matter—the group said that people from this class have to come every day.” Zhu Kai spoke coldly, then his greedy gaze swept across all the girls in the class, finally settling on Su Qianqian, Chen Jing, and Lin Rou.

These were the three great beauties of the class—no boy could remain unmoved by them.

Lin Rou snorted. She wasn’t afraid of Zhu Kai at all. “What are you looking at?” she scolded.

Zhu Kai was about to fly into a rage, but Song Feng hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear. Zhu Kai’s expression changed and he didn’t dare continue.

His gaze shifted to Su Qianqian. Zhang Xiaofan immediately had Su Qianqian sit closer, and she appeared weak, her small hand clutching his tightly.

Noticing Zhu Kai’s covetous look, Zhang Xiaofan stared back coldly. Zhu Kai didn’t care, merely sneered and began whispering with Song Feng, the two of them gesturing toward Zhang Xiaofan as if plotting something.

“Xiaofan, what really happened yesterday? After Lin Rou had me climb the tree, I saw you all rush out. I know you lured them away on purpose, but I don’t remember anything after that, only that I woke up in the dormitory.” Su Qianqian shook her head, looking troubled.

Zhang Xiaofan knew that the Demon Mara had possessed Su Qianqian at the time, causing everything that had happened. He sighed and comforted her, “Don’t think too much about it. It was all the ghosts’ doing last night.”

“Still, Zhu Kai is terrifying. He’s leading the whole class now. What should we do?” Su Qianqian said nervously—even she had felt Zhu Kai’s sinister gaze.

Zhang Xiaofan understood that Zhu Kai hadn’t acted against him and Su Qianqian yet only because Zhu Kai was still consolidating his position. Too much violence would provoke backlash from the class, so he had dealt with Wang Hu first. Once he had the class under his control, he would likely come after Zhang Xiaofan.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan’s heart grew heavy. Zhu Kai was even more troublesome than Wang Hu.

Wang Hu had always been arrogant, but he was just a brute with no brains.

Zhu Kai, on the other hand, was smarter than Song Feng, and more importantly, he was much stronger. He probably came from a martial arts family like Zhou Jian, but his skills were even more formidable.

After talking with Song Feng for a while, Zhu Kai stood on the podium. “Is there anyone else who has a problem with me? Speak up now.”

No one dared utter a word.

Zhu Kai grew even more pleased. He smiled and said, “Good. From now on, I hope everyone listens to me. Understood?”

“Boss Zhu Kai, you have our support!”

“That’s right. With Boss Zhu Kai, we’ll be able to survive.”

A few sycophants immediately started flattering him.

Zhang Xiaofan’s heart sank. As expected, Zhu Kai was already consolidating his influence. This was troublesome—if the class wasn’t divided anymore, things would get much harder.

He glanced at Murong Feng, who was still calmly reading “Live from the Underworld.” Zhang Xiaofan thought bitterly, “Is that book really that good? Even now he’s still reading? Maybe I should check it out sometime.”

Zhu Kai seemed to know Murong Feng was not someone to mess with, so he didn’t pay him much attention. Instead, his sights landed on Chen Jing.

“Hmm, that girl’s nice. Whose is she?” Zhu Kai asked.

Song Feng frowned. “She’s with me.”

“Oh, I see…”

“But if you want to have some fun, go ahead. She’s quite a treat,” Song Feng said with a sly grin.

“That… wouldn’t be right…”

“Oh, come on, we’re friends.”

“Haha, then I won’t be polite…”

Zhu Kai patted Song Feng’s shoulder, and the two walked toward Chen Jing. After a brief exchange between Song Feng and Chen Jing, her face changed dramatically.

From a distance, Zhang Xiaofan watched as Chen Jing and Zhu Kai left the classroom. Song Feng’s expression was ugly, and those around him whispered among themselves, casting furtive glances.

“Damn, Song Feng really is scum. Even if Chen Jing was just a fling, she was still his girlfriend in name. He actually handed her over to Zhu Kai.” Zhou Jian sat beside Zhang Xiaofan and spoke softly.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked. He hadn’t expected Song Feng to stoop so low just to please Zhu Kai.

No wonder Song Feng looked so sour. Anyone would, being cuckolded—especially when you’d done it to yourself.

That afternoon, Zhu Kai returned with Chen Jing. Zhu Kai looked smug, but Chen Jing’s steps were unsteady—she’d clearly suffered.

Her face was bruised, with purple marks and patches of red on her arms and exposed thighs. She had been tormented badly.

“Zhang Xiaofan, I hate him.” To his surprise, Chen Jing sent him a message as soon as she sat down.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and replied, “Wasn’t it your choice to go?”

Chen Jing answered: Song Feng threatened me—said if I didn’t accompany Zhu Kai, he’d make my parents pay. I had no choice.

Zhang Xiaofan: Didn’t you think of attacking him?

Given the recent events, Chen Jing should have traded for some valuable things. Zhang Xiaofan wondered why she hadn’t used them.

Chen Jing replied: I can’t. He’s too strong. I’m no match for him.

Zhang Xiaofan: So why are you telling me this?

Chen Jing: Because now you’re the only one in class who can deal with him. If you do, I’ll be yours.

Zhang Xiaofan: Hmph, I’m not interested.

Chen Jing: I know you’re afraid Su Qianqian will find out. I promise, I’ll be obedient and your secret lover. As long as you protect me—protect me like you do Su Qianqian. Please.