My Years as the Pure Love Interest at the Noble Academy

When Quan Le heard this, he became very nervous. He couldn't even focus on eating his flatbread wrap, and forgot to ask Shen Yujing why he was here. Instead, he anxiously asked, "What should we do?"

Shen Yujing replied, "What else can we do? Run, of course."

"Huh?" Quan Le didn't quite understand. "Run away? But we've had so many fights with Saint Yu Academy and never ran before. Wouldn't running now mean we're afraid of them?"

As a man of principle, Shen Yujing knew when to stand firm and when to yield. "Previous fights were fair competitions, so we had nothing to fear. But now we're in enemy territory - if a fight breaks out, it'll be us against a mob. We'd be at a disadvantage."

Song Yi nodded in agreement with Shen Yujing's point. "He's right."

Although everything was happening suddenly and inexplicably, given Quan Le and Shen Yujing's status, it would be better to avoid any unnecessary conflicts.

Murong Huan also said, "You should hide for now."

The three successfully convinced Quan Le, so he stood up to leave.

Suddenly, shouts erupted from the doorway—

"Hurry! Get in there! Quan Le is inside!"

Quan Le: "!!!"

Shen Yujing: "..."

Quan Le swallowed nervously and asked, "Brother Yu, they seem to be here already. What do we do now?"

After saying this, Quan Le realized no one was responding to him, so he turned around confused.

In those few short seconds, Shen Yujing had already put on a hat and face mask, covering himself completely except for his eyes.

Then, to Quan Le's bewilderment, Shen Yujing sat down in the chair behind them with his back turned, acting as if he didn't know them at all.

Quan Le: "?"

Murong Huan: "..."

Song Yi: "..."

But Song Yi translated Shen Yujing's thoughts, "These people are here for you anyway."

Quan Le: "!!!"

And so, Quan Le stood there helplessly holding his flatbread wrap, watching as a group of Saint Yu boys rushed in and surrounded him.

Song Yi and Murong Huan exchanged glances, and both took several steps back, pretending not to know Quan Le.

The leader looked familiar - Song Yi had seen him before, seemingly one of Xu Che's followers. Others called him Brother Wang.

Brother Wang rolled up his sleeves and glared at Quan Le menacingly. "How's the flatbread wrap?"

Quan Le: "Delicious."

Brother Wang snatched the wrap from Quan Le's hand, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it hard. Then he said, "Who gave you permission to eat Saint Yu's food?"

Quan Le: "I'm sorry, I won't eat it again. I'll leave now."

After saying this, Quan Le turned to leave.

"Leave? Not so fast!" Brother Wang waved his hand. "Grab him! Take him to Brother Che!"

Just as they were about to grab him, Song Yi couldn't stand by anymore and said, "Wait."

Murong Huan also spoke up, "Don't you dare touch him!"

Brother Wang frowned, clearly having forgotten that he'd seen Song Yi before. "And who are you people?"

Song Yi said, "We're from Saint Slee."

"How interesting. Since when do Saint Slee people get a say here?"

Brother Wang smirked, then instantly switched to a blank expression. "Take all three of them!"

Song Yi spoke up calmly, "No need to grab us. We won't run - we're actually here to find you."

"Oh?"

This finally caught Brother Wang's interest. He gestured for his followers to stop and looked at Shen Yujing, asking, "What business do Saint Slee people have with us?"

Song Yi pointed at Quan Le, "Look at his face - it's all Shen Yujing's doing!"

Quan Le: "?"

Shen Yujing, sitting with his back turned: "??"

Song Yi walked over and pointed at Quan Le's dark circles, putting on a deeply pained expression. "Look at the bruises under his eyes. These are from Shen Yujing's beating. They might not look severe now, but this was from a month ago, and they still haven't healed! You can imagine how brutal it was!"

Brother Wang was completely confused. "Shen Yujing is this cruel even to his own friends? He's not human!"

Shen Yujing: "..."

Song Yi nodded vigorously, "Exactly! If he can be this brutal to his friend, imagine how he treats us underlings. We have absolutely no human rights!"

Song Yi started rolling up her pants leg. "Shen Yujing is a psychopath! He loves beating people up. Look at my leg..."

"Stop, stop." Brother Wang immediately halted her, his expression growing complex. "I believe you. No need to show us."

Song Yi wiped nonexistent tears from her eyes and continued her litany of completely fabricated crimes against Shen Yujing. She concluded, "He's just not a good person. We've all seen through him now, so we decided to leave the darkness behind and come to Saint Yu to find you!"

Murong Huan chimed in, "We've heard so much about Xu Che. They say he's the complete opposite of Shen Yujing. You're so lucky to have such a great leader!"

"That's right." Brother Wang immediately picked up on Murong Huan's words. "Our Brother Che is a good person. He never retaliates even when that bastard Shen Yujing keeps picking fights with him. We've had enough of it and said we should teach Shen Yujing a lesson one of these days, but..."

"BANG—"

A loud noise interrupted Brother Wang's insults as Shen Yujing slammed his hand on the table.

Brother Wang frowned, finally noticing the outsider sitting there, and asked, "Who are you?"

The Saint Yu students had instinctively kept their distance. With all the commotion earlier, this person had remained calmly seated, unless...

Shen Yujing stood up and turned around, about to speak, but Song Yi jumped in first—

"He's also a student from our school! If we're talking about Shen Yujing's victims, he's suffered the worst - he can't even speak anymore!"

Shen Yujing: "...???"

What kind of strange role had they assigned him?

"No way? Shen Yujing even commits crimes? What a beast!" Brother Wang said, pointing at Shen Yujing. "This guy really can't speak?"

"That's right." Song Yi nodded sorrowfully, her face full of condemnation for Shen Yujing as she continued her accusations. "At Saint Slee, with that tyrant Shen Yujing around, our lives are worse than ancient slaves! That's why we came to find you, hoping you could help bring justice!"

"This is too much, absolutely too much." Brother Wang couldn't contain himself anymore. "Don't worry, now that we know about this, we won't stand idly by. I'll report this to Brother Che right away, and on Monday we'll go to Saint Slee to teach Shen Yujing a good lesson!"

"Thank you, thank you!" Song Yi appeared deeply moved, bowing and grabbing Brother Wang's hand. "We really appreciate your help!"

Brother Wang: "It's our duty to educate such beasts."

Song Yi continued flattering Brother Wang until he was practically floating on air, then said, "We should head back now. If someone sees us and reports to Shen Yujing, we'll be in big trouble when he finds out we came to tell on him!"

Brother Wang nodded understandingly and waved them off. "Go quickly."

He looked at Quan Le and ordered one of his followers, "Go buy them each a flatbread wrap!"

Follower: "Yes!"

Quan Le, holding the new flatbread wrap: "..."

Perhaps because accepting food made him feel indebted, despite having fought with Brother Wang so many times before, this was the first time he felt guilty.

Brother Wang added, "You should leave quickly and be careful not to be seen. If you're unlucky and Shen Yujing gives you trouble, come find us."

Song Yi nodded frantically, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Brother Wang!"

Murong Huan: "Thank you, Brother Wang."

Quan Le: "...Thanks."

Even Shen Yujing, as he passed by with his flatbread wrap, hesitated and, despite his extreme reluctance but out of basic courtesy, muttered a thanks.

Just as they reached the cafeteria entrance, Brother Wang's furious roar suddenly erupted behind them—

"Damn it! How did that mute person suddenly start talking? It's a trap!"

"Quick! After them! Capture them all!!!"