Far away at the academy, Huang Ye couldn't help but sneeze. Damn it, those guys at the City Lord's mansion must be thinking about me.

Come on, you can't see the rainbow without experiencing the storm. You all are just targets for my training.

He continued his practice, throwing a punch at a large tree, which remained unmoved.

The tree was deep within a dense forest at the academy, a spot he had carefully chosen for body training.

Looking at his slightly bruised fist, he thought he had practiced enough, having punched over a hundred times, his fingers were no longer nimble.

Time to train the body, he thought, and charged at the tree.

He used every part of his body that could attack, crashing into the tree one by one.

Huang Ye only used ten percent of his strength in this method, all focused on moving his body.

When he hit the tree, the force was dispersed, leaving only the impact of his flesh.

He kept crashing into it until the pain was unbearable.

Damn, it really hurt. If only there were herbs to nourish the body, but unfortunately, he was too poor to afford them.

Should he steal some? He was torn over this issue.

Even though he planned to repay in the future, stealing was akin to gambling; once started, the feeling of getting something for nothing could lead one astray.

Developing a business in the short term was impossible; he had neither the time nor energy to handle such matters.

Dragging his exhausted body, Huang Ye returned to the dormitory.

The three roommates were dumbfounded seeing Huang Ye with two large bumps on his forehead and covered in blood.

"Class, class monitor, who hit you so hard?" Feng Yun asked.

Huang Ye didn't speak, just took off his clothes.

The three looked at Huang Ye's bruised body in silence, thinking how miserable he was, beaten black and blue.

Many places on his skin were broken, oozing blood.

It must have been Jiang Yun, and it wasn't just one person who did this.

They wanted to shout slogans and avenge the class monitor, but seeing Huang Ye like this, they all remained silent.

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Jiang Yun and his group were truly not to be messed with.

Their strongest, Yu Jianlin, was only at the sixth level of the Martial Apprentice realm, and even the three of them together couldn't beat Jiang Yun.

Huang Ye took out a basin, threw his clothes in, sprinkled some healing powder on his wounds, changed into new clothes, and was about to take the basin out.

He thought the quality of this coarse cloth clothing was excellent, the fabric was thick.

Despite his rough training, the clothes only had a few small tears. If it were silk, it would have been in tatters.

After finishing his practice, he decided he would wear this brand of clothing from now on.

The three then realized Huang Ye was going out to wash clothes.

He was beaten like this, and some parts of his clothes were torn, yet he couldn't bear to throw them away, truly showing how poor he was.

"Class monitor, wait a moment." Feng Yun rushed over and grabbed the basin.

"You're so injured, go rest, I'll wash them for you."

"Class monitor, a gentleman's revenge can wait ten years, don't worry too much," Feng Yun comforted him before leaving.

Feng Huateng and Yu Jianlin also came over, each taking an arm, helping him to bed.

Huang Ye didn't want too much interaction with the three, fearing his troubles might implicate them, but they were genuinely kind to him.

"Class monitor, rest well, my father brought me plenty of anti-swelling and pain-relief medicine, I'll get some for you."

Yu Jianlin said, patting Huang Ye's arm sympathetically, making Huang Ye's skin crawl.

He looked at him oddly, and Yu Jianlin blushed.

"Class monitor, I'm just curious, I've never seen anyone so badly injured."

With that, he returned to his bed, rummaging through his belongings.

Soon, he took out a pile of small porcelain bottles, examining them one by one, finally selecting two.

"Class monitor, here, one is for stopping bleeding, the other for reducing swelling and pain."

"Hehe, no need, don't worry about me, I wasn't beaten, this is from my own training."

"Ah! You weren't beaten by Jiang Yun?" They exclaimed in surprise.

"Jiang Yun, that scum wouldn't dare."

They didn't expect the class monitor to be self-harming. The class monitor was so harsh on himself, what kind of training resolve was this, the gap was too vast.

"Class monitor, you're not lying to us."

"Haha, I'm not bragging, but no one at the academy can beat me like this."

"Then we're relieved, class monitor, your learning attitude is admirable."

"I advise you, don't get too close to me, it's dangerous."

"Class monitor, you're being too distant, we're in the same dormitory, it's impossible not to get close."

"Though we're not very capable, we're not cowards either, a scar on the head is just a bowl-sized mark."

"Don't worry, we might not be able to help much, but we can run errands."

"For small things like washing clothes, you don't need to do it yourself. Even if you want new ones, we can buy you ten sets of silk clothes."

The two poured out their heartfelt words, although the class monitor was poor, his determination and character earned their respect.

"Alright, some things can't be avoided, even if I try to evade, others won't see it that way."

"Just keep your distance from me outside, there are more than one person plotting against me."

"Class monitor, really? You just arrived at the academy, the only enemy you have is Jiang Yun, without his backing, he wouldn't dare trouble you."

"Jiang Yun is just a small fry, his backers are just slightly bigger fish."

"Telling you more is useless, I came to the academy to avoid disaster, those against me can definitely infiltrate the academy."

"That's why I've been cold to you."

Hearing Huang Ye's words, the two felt a chill in their hearts.

What kind of place was the academy, that the class monitor's enemies could infiltrate, and not just one enemy.

From the class monitor's words, these enemies were powerful, Jiang Yun was nothing compared to them, such people were indeed untouchable.

But what did these enemies want with a poor student, relentlessly pursuing him?

"Class monitor, we understand your meaning, I'll talk to Feng Yun later, we know what to do."

"That's good, I'll rest first, thanks for the medicine, but I won't use it for now, I want to see how long it takes to recover on my own."

"Alright, I'll leave it on the table, use it whenever you want. My family is in the herbal business, we have plenty of this stuff."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took note, not expecting Yu Jianlin's family to be in the herbal business.

If his recovery was slow, he might indeed need some herbs, and could buy some from him then.

The herbs wouldn't be cheap, and he was still very poor, truly couldn't afford them.

He was again pondering the complex issue of whether to steal or not.

Soon, Feng Yun returned, looking upset.

"Damn it, I got laughed at while washing clothes."

"Haha, it's normal, you're a young master from a logistics family, washing clothes, they probably laughed their teeth off."

"Hmph, let them laugh, this time I won't buy new clothes, not only will I wash for the boss, I'll wash my own clothes too, let them see what frugality is."

"Good, you have backbone, if your father hears about this, he might come and beat you."

"Not necessarily, my father is very stingy, only gives me a hundred taels of silver a month."

Huang Ye almost choked, what the hell, a hundred taels a month, is there no humanity?

Truly, comparing oneself to others is infuriating.

He practiced, out of sight, out of mind.

For some reason, while practicing, he fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes, it was already bright.

Three pairs of eyes were scanning his body, as if looking at some rare animal.

Huang Ye's eyes widened, and the three immediately scattered in fear.