110: Chapter 110 The Goddess of the Sports Academy

Just then, Liu Kun's gaze swept inadvertently over the railing on the upper deck of the cruise ship. A few people were standing there, seemingly enjoying the sea breeze in a leisurely manner.

One toned figure with neat, short hair instantly captured his full attention.

"Th-that is..." Liu Kun rubbed his eyes violently and stared fixedly.

Zhang Meng blurted out, "Chen Xiaolin?! It's Chen Xiaolin! Chen Xiaolin from the Sports Academy! She's on that ship?!"

Indeed, that tall figure leaning against the railing, talking to someone and occasionally flashing a bright smile, was none other than the once-acknowledged goddess of their Sports Academy, the national-level athlete, Chen Xiaolin!

Although she was the goddess of their Sports Academy, she wasn't actually in any of the Sports Academy's classes.

Because as a national-level athlete, she had her own private team and didn't need to train with their group at all. Furthermore, Chen Xiaolin didn't want to be with the people from the Sports Academy, so she had transferred to Qi Yun's relatively relaxed class from the very beginning.

"She actually got on such an awesome ship!" Liu Kun's face flushed with excitement, and he instantly felt his back straighten quite a bit.

He immediately turned to his companions on the boat, who were equally dumbfounded, puffed out his chest, and boasted,

"See that? I know the people on that cruise ship! That tall beauty with short hair is our Sports Academy's goddess, Chen Xiaolin! She's very close to me!"

Zhang Meng also reacted, hurriedly chiming in with a smug look on his face,

"That's right! Xiao Lin and us were very close before! We often trained together! Now we're saved!"

Upon hearing this, the looks from the others on the boat toward Liu Kun and Zhang Meng changed instantly, filled with hope and sycophancy.

"Kunzi—no, Brother Kun! Brother Meng! So you guys know such big shots!"

"Great! Hurry, hurry and call her! Ask her to take us with her!"

"Brother Kun and Brother Meng are awesome!"

Amidst the expectant and flattering gazes of their companions, Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's vanity was greatly satisfied.

The two squeezed to the side of the boat and, facing the approaching luxury cruise ship, waved their arms vigorously and shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Xiao Lin! Chen Xiaolin! Look here! It's me, Liu Kun!"

"Xiao Lin! I'm Zhang Meng! Do you still remember me? Help a brother out!"

Their shouts were not particularly prominent amidst the sea breeze and the noisy cries for help from others, but when Chen Xiaolin heard the familiar voices, her gaze swept in their direction.

Seeing this, Liu Kun and Zhang Meng tried even harder, shouting until they were hoarse.

On the deck, Chen Xiaolin did indeed see them.

When she clearly saw those two annoying faces, her heroic brows immediately furrowed, and a look of undisguised disgust flashed across her face.

Liu Kun and Zhang Meng were the type among her many suitors who were the most difficult to deal with, the most narcissistic, and the ones she found most repulsive.

Their speech was frivolous, their behavior rash, and despite having been clearly rejected by her multiple times, they still pestered her relentlessly.

She immediately looked away, pretending not to see them, as she did not want to have anything to do with these two.

Seeing Chen Xiaolin look away without any response, the smiles on Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's faces froze. The gazes from the surrounding companions also shifted from expectation to suspicion.

"Brother Kun... Brother Meng... She, she doesn't seem to want to acknowledge you?"

"Is it because we're too far away, and she didn't recognize you?"

Liu Kun felt a bit embarrassed and forced himself to say, "She definitely didn't notice! There are so many people shouting, the noise is too chaotic."

Zhang Meng felt his ego was damaged even more. Holding back a fit of anger, he raised his voice and shouted a few more times, even jumping up and waving his hands.

However, Chen Xiaolin still did not look at them.

Just as the two were embarrassed and annoyed, and the atmosphere on the boat became delicate.

Qi Yun walked over to Chen Xiaolin's side.

He naturally reached out his arm and wrapped it around Chen Xiaolin's toned, slender, yet powerful waist, even stroking it continuously. The intimate and natural movement was to the extreme.

When Chen Xiaolin saw Qi Yun come over, a very happy smile bloomed on her face, and she even gave Qi Yun's buttocks a squeeze.

The intimacy and familiarity between the two deeply stung Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's eyes.

What made Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's eyes bloodshot and burned with jealousy even more was

that Chen Xiaolin, having been treated like that, showed that man a bright smile they had never seen before!

"Fuck your mother!!!" Zhang Meng was the first to explode, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He pointed at Qi Yun on the cruise ship's deck and cursed, "That pretty boy! Take your fucking hands off Xiao Lin! Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Liu Kun also had a livid face: "Bastard! What did you do to Xiao Lin?! Let her go immediately! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

On the cruise ship's deck, Qi Yun, holding Chen Xiaolin, naturally heard the shouts coming from below, mixed in with the sea breeze, unclear but full of malice. He raised an eyebrow, looked down at Chen Xiaolin in his arms, and asked in a calm tone:

"Xiao Lin, those two noisy people down there... do you know them?"

The smile on Chen Xiaolin's face faded a little. She glanced at the two figures below, whose faces were almost twisted, and replied:

"Oh, you mean them."

"They're from the Sports Academy; one is named Zhang Meng, and the other is Liu Kun."

"They used to pursue me; they are very annoying."

Her tone was as flat as if she were introducing two insignificant flies.

"Zhang Meng? Liu Kun?"

Upon hearing these two names, Qi Yun's brows lifted slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

Aren't these the two "Sports Academy studs" who were clamoring in the [World Channel] yesterday about "beating the shit out of him"?

What a coincidence.

A cold arc curled at the corners of Qi Yun's mouth.

He tightened his arm around Chen Xiaolin slightly, pulling her closer to himself, and looked down from a high position at the two figures below whose faces were distorted by jealousy and anger.

He raised his voice and shouted:

"Hey, you two down there."

Liu Kun and Zhang Meng were cursing vigorously, glaring fiercely at Qi Yun.

Qi Yun held up two fingers and shook them.

"I'll give you two minutes."

"Kneel down, kowtow twice, and say 'Master Qi, I was wrong'."

"Otherwise," his smile deepened, but his eyes turned cold, "I won't be polite."

"..."

The expressions on Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's faces instantly turned from anger to astonishment, followed by an even more intense and humiliating rage!

It was bad enough that he touched their goddess in front of them! Now, in front of so many people and the goddess herself, he was actually making them kneel and kowtow?! And "Master Qi"?!

What the fuck does he take them for?! Dogs?

Don't they have any dignity?

"Fuck your ancestors!!!" Zhang Meng's eyes were splitting with rage—filthy language spewed out like a machine gun, ten times worse than before.

Liu Kun was also trembling with anger: "Pretty boy! Who the fuck do you think you are?! Make me kneel? You're not even fit to lick my shoes! If you've got guts, come down here! See if I don't kill you!"

The companions on their boat, who had originally held some hope and had even been fawning over Liu Kun and Zhang Meng because they "knew" Chen Xiaolin, now had their expressions change.

"Are you two actually capable or not?"

"Mengzi, Kunzi, say less! We can't afford to offend the people on that ship! Don't make things worse!"

"Yeah, what if they really get angry..."

"Angry my ass!" Zhang Meng was in a fit of rage and couldn't listen to reason at all.

"Does that pretty boy look like someone with real power? He's probably just up there clinging to someone else's coattails."

Liu Kun also stiffened his neck and assured his companions, "Don't worry! Xiao Lin definitely saw us just now! She will go talk to the owner of that ship very soon!"

Watching the two's performance from below, Qi Yun lazily reminded them:

"Thirty seconds left."

"Thirty seconds your mother!" Zhang Meng continued to curse angrily, "Kid! What the fuck is your name? Which class are you in?"

Liu Kun also roared, "Right! Do you dare to say what your name is?!"

Qi Yun laughed, this time a laugh that was genuinely amused.

"Me? Qi Yun."

"..."

"Qi... Qi Yun?"

The rage on Liu Kun and Zhang Meng's faces hesitated for a moment.

The person they were cursing in the chat channel yesterday was also named Qi Yun, it seemed.

And he also had the Clan Leader badge; could this ship be his?