80: Chapter 80 Why Not Eat If You're Free?

Master, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly moved.

He adjusted his glasses, stepped forward as if by accident, and happened to block Mo Wu's path.

"Move!" Mo Wu pushed him impatiently.

The push wasn't very forceful.

But the next second, a scene that left everyone stunned unfolded.

"Ah—!!!"

Master suddenly let out a piercing scream, his entire body flying as if hit by a high-speed train, spinning 360 degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"My hand! My kneecap! My meniscus!!!"

Master clutched his elbow and knee, rolling frantically on the floor, crying and wailing, "It's broken! It's a comminuted fracture! Murder! Xuanwu Holy Academy is committing murder!!!"

"What the hell?!"

Mo Wu was dumbfounded, looking at his own hand, completely confused, "I... I didn't use any force?"

"Fine! You dare to commit violence in public!"

Wu Cang reacted extremely quickly, instantly possessed by his inner actor, pouncing over to hold Master and wailing loudly, "Master! You died so miserably! Is there no justice? Is there no law?"

Li Lingyun also had a look of grief and indignation, his finger trembling as he pointed at Mo Wu: "Too brutal! Just because we wanted an explanation, you committed such a vicious act! Is this the style of the Xuanwu Holy Academy?!"

Even Mu Xiaoqian covered her mouth, looking like a frightened little rabbit: "It's too scary... I want to go home..."

This slick combo completely threw Mo Wu for a loop.

The surrounding waiters and diners gathered around, pointing fingers at Mo Wu.

"Why are these people from Xuanwu Holy Academy like this?"

"Bullying outsiders?"

"Too overbearing!"

"You... you all..." Mo Wu was so angry his face turned green, "You're staging a scam!!!"

Just as the scene was in chaos.

"What happened?"

A voice as gentle as jade rang out.

The crowd parted automatically, and the silver-haired youth who had appeared in the information photos—Li Hanlei—walked over slowly with a group of people.

He was wearing a well-tailored white casual suit, smiling, with a refined temperament that made people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze.

"Young Master Lei!"

Mo Wu looked as if he had seen a savior and quickly ran over, "These bumpkins occupied our private room and are even staging a scam!"

Li Hanlei finished listening to the explanation, his gaze landing on Lin Fan and the others, his eyes flickering slightly.

Then, he actually bowed slightly to Lin Fan with an apologetic face.

"Apologies, everyone."

Li Hanlei's voice was sincere, "It was my junior who was ignorant, got the wrong room, and offended you all. I apologize to everyone on their behalf."

As he spoke, he looked at Master, who was still rolling on the ground, "I will cover all the medical expenses for this classmate. To show my apology, I will pay for today's dinner. Let's make friends, how about that?"

He just apologized?

The onlookers nodded one after another; worthy of being a "National Philanthropist," this demeanor is truly different.

However.

Lin Fan smiled.

In his eyes, golden runes flashed and disappeared.

【Bright Heart Dharma Eye, activate!】

In his vision, beneath Li Hanlei's gentle and refined exterior was a coiled venomous snake. Deep within those seemingly sincere eyes lay a trace of thick, unmelting malice and murderous intent.

A hypocrite.

A complete hypocrite.

"Make friends?"

Lin Fan stood up, clapped his hands, and signaled for Master on the ground to stop acting.

He walked up to Li Hanlei, the distance between them less than ten centimeters.

The smile on Lin Fan's face vanished, his expression cold.

"Are you worthy?"

Lin Fan stared into Li Hanlei's eyes, his voice low, "Stop acting, there's no director here. You want to kill me, and I want to kill you. We both know it."

The smile on Li Hanlei's face stiffened slightly, but quickly returned to normal, "Student Lin Fan, you're joking. Is there some misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstanding?"

Lin Fan suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and whispered:

"Taking your life, is this also a misunderstanding?"

Li Hanlei's eyes narrowed.

"Hahahaha!"

Before Li Hanlei could react, Lin Fan suddenly burst into laughter and patted Li Hanlei's shoulder hard, "Just a joke! Don't be so nervous!"

"Since Young Master Li is so polite, we'll graciously accept this private room. As for paying, there's no need; I'm afraid of indigestion."

After speaking, Lin Fan waved his hand and shouted at Mo Wu and the others, "Still not leaving? Waiting to collect red envelopes for the New Year?"

Mo Wu and the others were so angry they were about to attack, but were stopped by Li Hanlei.

Li Hanlei took a deep look at Lin Fan, the smile on his face still gentle, but his eyes were icy.

"Since that's the case, we won't disturb you."

"We'll see each other on the tournament field."

After speaking, Li Hanlei turned and left with his people.

As Li Hanlei left with the Xuanwu Holy Academy people, the moment the private room door closed, Master, who had been rolling on the ground in pain and looking like he needed an amputation, instantly acted like nothing happened, "whoosh," and sprang up from the ground.

"Ouch, this floor is really hard, it nearly killed me."

Master brushed the dust off his butt, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and there was no trace of pain on his face, replaced by a cheeky grin, "Brother Fan, how was my acting just now? Can I get an Oscar?"

"Best Actor level."

Lin Fan gave a thumbs up, praising him without reservation, "Especially that last scream, full of emotion, strong penetrating power, perfectly portraying the despair of a 'comminuted fracture.' That idiot Mo Wu probably still hasn't realized how he 'committed violence.'"

"Hahaha! That's a given!"

Wu Cang also put away his mournful face, sat down on a chair, grabbed the menu, and started ordering, "Those bastards usually rely on their family background to throw their weight around; today we finally made them suffer a setback! But Brother Fan, if we do this, will that Li Hanlei retaliate?"

"Retaliation is certain."

Lin Fan poured himself a cup of tea, his expression calm, "From the moment I stepped into White Tiger City, the grudge was already formed. Since we are destined to be enemies, why be polite? Let's make them uncomfortable first."

"Exactly!"

Mu Xiaoqian waved her little fist, looking at Lin Fan with adoration, "Brother Fan was so cool just now! Directly hit them with your ultimate at point-blank range, leaving that hypocrite speechless! It seems our Hundred Schools Tournament this time is destined to make big news!"

Just as they were chatting and laughing, the private room door was pushed open again.

"Are the dishes ordered? Why hasn't the food been served yet?"

Wu Jianba walked in with the accompanying instructor. This one-eyed principal clearly hadn't figured out what had happened just now, and as soon as he entered, he sat down carelessly, "I just went to the bathroom, why does the atmosphere outside feel weird? The way those waiters look at us is like they're looking at hooligans?"

"It's nothing, Principal."

Lin Fan smiled and handed over the menu, "Just met a few acquaintances and had a friendly exchange. Take a look and see what other substantial dishes you want to add? Someone is paying anyway."

"Someone is paying?" Wu Jianba's eyes lit up, "Then we must add more! Come, add this Supreme Seafood Platter, and this Ten Thousand Year Ginseng Soup! Might as well eat it!"

The group enjoyed the meal to the fullest.

However, what they didn't know was that a storm of public opinion targeting the Iron Blood Military Academy was quietly brewing on the internet.