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"Oh, Xiao Shen, just a moment..." After a few seconds, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was surprised when she saw Shen Xingkong. "Xiao Shen... are you alright? You look pale!"

"I'm fine, Aunt Wang. I wanted to ask if anyone was home yesterday afternoon?"

"Yesterday afternoon?" Aunt Wang thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something. "Oh yes, Xiao Shen, I wanted to talk to you about that! Yesterday afternoon, my husband and I were busy with work, so we locked Nannan in the house by herself. When I came home in the evening, Nannan said there were bad people in your house, making loud noises. What happened?"

Shen Xingkong didn’t have much hope when he came to ask Aunt Wang about what happened yesterday afternoon, since it was during working hours and most people wouldn’t be home.

But when he heard that Aunt Wang’s little daughter, Nannan, was home yesterday afternoon and heard the noises of his house being trashed, Shen Xingkong eagerly continued to ask, "Did Nannan see anything?"

"No, she didn’t. We had locked her in the room; what could she possibly see?" Aunt Wang shook her head.

"No, Mom, I did see..." At that moment, little Nannan appeared behind Aunt Wang, clutching her mother’s clothes with both hands, speaking timidly.

"Don't talk nonsense, little girl. How could you see what was happening next door?" Aunt Wang scolded her daughter.

"I'm not lying... I... I moved a chair... there’s a little mirror on the door..." Nannan insisted, though she didn’t dare to argue too much with her mother.

"Good girl, Nannan!" Shen Xingkong suddenly squatted down and rummaged in his pocket, eventually finding two pieces of chewing gum. "Here’s some candy for you. Now, tell your big brother what you saw yesterday."

Nannan was a very well-behaved and sensible little girl, chubby and adorable. Shen Xingkong often played with her whenever he saw her.

"Thank you, big brother!" Nannan was familiar with Shen Xingkong, so she didn’t stand on ceremony. She took the chewing gum he offered. "I saw many big brothers come out of your house. They were bad people, and they were swearing."

"What did those bad brothers look like?"

"I don’t know..." Nannan was too young to describe people’s appearances, but then her eyes lit up. "Oh, one of the big brothers had pink hair here. It was so pretty." Nannan gestured to her bangs with her small hands.

Shen Xingkong stopped asking questions. He slowly stood up, his face expressionless. Without even saying goodbye, he turned and walked downstairs. The "bad brother" Nannan mentioned was someone Shen Xingkong knew—Xu Jianhui. That bastard had intentionally grown his bangs long, making him look like a hanged ghost, and had dyed them bright pink to look flashy. He followed Wang Lei around every day.

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Thinking back, it seemed that Xu Jianhui indeed hadn’t attended class yesterday afternoon. Now it was clear that he had led the group that trashed Shen Xingkong’s home.

Suppressing the fury burning in his heart, Shen Xingkong walked out of the building’s entrance and saw Chang Le driving his Audi A6 from a distance. Without waiting for Chang Le to greet him, Shen Xingkong opened the car door and got in as soon as it stopped beside him.

"Old Shen, today you... huh? What’s wrong?" Chang Le noticed something was off with Shen Xingkong through the car’s rearview mirror.

"Yesterday afternoon, Wang Lei sent Xu Jianhui to break into my house and trash it." Shen Xingkong didn’t need to hide anything, so he spoke slowly and clearly.

"What?"

Chang Le was so shocked that he slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden stop. He turned to stare at Shen Xingkong, unable to believe Wang Lei would be so sneaky, attacking in the dark rather than facing him openly.

"Damn that bastard Wang Lei! This is too much!" Realizing Shen Xingkong wasn’t joking, Chang Le erupted in fury, cursing loudly. He was never one to hold back when angry.

"Drive," Shen Xingkong said, surprisingly calm. His face remained expressionless, like he was wearing a mask.

On the way to school, Chang Le didn’t stop cursing Wang Lei, using every foul word he could think of to curse Wang Lei and his ancestors. Meanwhile, Shen Xingkong remained silent, his eyes flickering as if deep in thought.

When they arrived at school, Chang Le and Shen Xingkong walked into the classroom to see Wang Lei sitting confidently in the center, surrounded by his cronies. They were laughing and joking loudly, seemingly without a care in the world.

However, Xu Jianhui wasn’t in the classroom. No one knew where he had gone.

Before Shen Xingkong could react, Chang Le moved like a flash of lightning, rushing up to Wang Lei, startling him and his cronies.

"Wang Lei, did you send Xu Jianhui to trash Old Shen’s house?" Chang Le shouted angrily at Wang Lei.

To be honest, Chang Le usually had some reservations about Wang Lei, but he wasn’t afraid of him. Chang Le’s family had plenty of money, and he led a carefree, almost godlike life, with girls and friends aplenty. Why would he cause trouble for no reason? That was one of Chang Le’s smarter qualities—he considered those who constantly talked about fighting and tried to be heroes as fools.

In a society governed by law, whether you hit someone or get hit, it never ends well.

But this time, Wang Lei had crossed a line with Chang Le. Chang Le had had enough. Shen Xingkong was his best friend, and Wang Lei had trashed his house. If Chang Le didn’t step up now, how could he hold his head high later? How could he continue to call himself the suave "Young Master"?

Wang Lei’s smile vanished as he stared at Chang Le with a reckless gaze. His cronies, unsure of what was going on, chose to stay quiet.

"Chang Le, what do you mean by this?" Wang Lei knew Chang Le’s background well. They usually stayed out of each other’s way.

"What do I mean? I already covered Old Shen’s share for your birthday gift, so what more do you want? Let me tell you, Old Shen is my brother, and anyone who messes with him won’t get away with it." This was the first time in a year and a half of university that Chang Le had been this furious.

"Hmph!" Wang Lei sneered, rubbing his nose as he casually rolled a big ball of snot between his fingers. "Chang Le, stop acting like a mad dog, biting everyone you see. You say I messed with Shen Xingkong? Where’s your proof?"

"I..." Chang Le, caught up in his rage, found himself at a loss for words. The truth was, he and Shen Xingkong had no solid evidence.

"Heh," Wang Lei chuckled, seeing Chang Le seething with anger but unable to respond, making him feel even more triumphant. "I lost fifty thousand yuan yesterday by accident. Should I say you stole it, Chang Le? How about you stop spouting nonsense here and go back to playing with your girls? I’m not looking for trouble with you, so don’t come looking for trouble with me."

"What did you just say?" Chang Le, completely furious, was ready to fight Wang Lei.

"Old Chang..." Shen Xingkong suddenly grabbed Chang Le’s arm from the side. If a fight broke out, they were outnumbered and would only end up losing.

"Don’t hold me back..."

"Calm down and come with me!" Shen Xingkong didn’t waste time reasoning. He just grabbed Chang Le’s arm and pulled him out of the classroom.