All the students of Senior Class 1, along with their homeroom teacher, witnessed the Little Master's legendary overbearing arrogance within just ten minutes of him transferring to their class.

"Teacher, please call an ambulance for them, and then let's continue with the class. I hate school bullying, and I don't want this kind of thing to happen again in the future, okay?"

A gentle smile lingered at the corner of the youth's mouth as he stood beside the several people lying sprawled on the ground wailing. His tone was light yet left no room for refusal, looking like a completely different person from just a moment ago.

The homeroom teacher's handkerchief was already completely soaked with sweat. He nodded repeatedly and hurriedly called for an ambulance.

The wailing sirens of the ambulance attracted the attention of all the students in the school. Coupled with the fact that the few people carried out were wealthy kids notorious in the school for bullying others using their power, the incident quickly spread like wildfire among the students.

Some said it was because they had bullied the Little Master at school, which was why he ordered the dog he kept around him to make a move. However, the students of Senior Class 1 knew that all of this was simply because Lin Sui was protecting Yan Qin.

Chu Feng and Tao Ting looked at each other in dismay, suddenly feeling that things didn't seem so bad after all. Tao Ting even felt that things might be heading in a good direction.

Perhaps it was so.

She had never seen anyone who could be so arrogant that it felt completely justified, as if he was born this way, standing at the very top and looking down upon the masses.

After a period of chaos, the classroom was briefly tidied up. The physics teacher returned to continue the lesson, but most people's minds were no longer on the teacher. They secretly peeked at the little young master sitting at the very back.

He wasn't wearing a school uniform. As if feeling hot, the top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his beautiful collarbones. He leaned askew against his chair, his expression calm and unruffled.

Lin Sui grew somewhat impatient from being peeked at. He kicked his desk, the harsh sound exceptionally loud in the classroom, causing everyone to turn their heads to look back.

"If you don't want to study, then don't."

Everyone immediately settled down and honestly continued taking notes amidst the teacher's lecture.

As soon as Lin Sui heard the problems the teacher was discussing, he recalled them. Therefore, he didn't look at his book; instead, he closed his eyes and reviewed high school knowledge as if listening to a storyteller in a teahouse.

The original owner's grades were terrible, but the Lin Family had ways to get him into a university. However, Lin Sui didn't need that; the college entrance examination didn't pose much difficulty for him.

Yan Qin looked at the young master feigning sleep beside him, pursed his lips, and listened to the class somewhat absentmindedly.

His mind unconsciously recalled the earlier scene. Every frame made his heart flutter strangely, his blood surge and flow, and his fingertips tingle.

It was only much later that Yan Qin found the appropriate adjectives for his youthful palpitations. It was an urge to push Lin Sui onto an altar to worship him, yet simultaneously wanting to grab his ankles, drag him down into the abyss, and tear him apart to devour him. It was an intersection of humiliation and joy, an entanglement of love, loathing, and desire, a greedy lust for his arrogant flamboyance, a delusion of embracing him and claiming him as his own.

That night, the stars were dim.

The servants seemed to have sensed that their master was in a bad mood, so the villa was extremely quiet, as if devoid of human presence.

Lin Sui's mood was indeed terrible. He appeared very calm at school, but the residual anger in his heart had not yet dissipated.

He was waiting for Yan Qin to take the initiative to admit his mistake, but Yan Qin was just like a block of wood, not saying a single word.

Inside the tightly shut room, Lin Sui unfastened the thin chain on his wrist and threw it at Yan Qin.

"I don't want to see what happened today ever again. I don't like useless trash."

Lin Sui hated nothing more than situations where one didn't resist or couldn't resist, such as his current situation.

Not letting him peacefully let his soul dissipate, but instead forcing him to atone for his sins and bow down in submission to others. What Lin Sui despised was not Yan Qin, but the System. Perhaps this was the price of being a villain.

Any random Tom, Dick, or Harry dared to come and bully his person, without even weighing if they were worthy.

What Lin Sui wanted wasn't an obedient little dog. There were plenty of such people in the world; Yan Qin, of all people, couldn't be one.

"I understand."

Yan Qin replied. His post-puberty voice carried a slightly youthful deepness, and his eyes were profound and cold under the light.

"Bring the stuff over here. I'll help you apply the medicine."

Although he said he was applying medicine, it was merely because Lin Sui found the bruise an eyesore and wanted to torment him a bit.

What Yan Qin was holding was an ice ball wrapped in gauze, which the servant had just prepared.

Lin Sui's rolling motions were by no means gentle. Seeing Yan Qin's eyebrows twitching unnaturally from the pain, his mood finally improved a little.

However, as he rubbed, his gaze shifted elsewhere. Due to the coverage area of the ice ball, a portion of the youth's thin lips inevitably ended up being pressed down upon as well.

The water from the ice ball soaked through the gauze, leaving faint water stains on it.

Lin Sui remembered the way Yan Qin used to kiss him, his eye color darkening slightly.

The ice ball rolled onto the floor with a clatter. Lin Sui felt the coldness left on Yan Qin's bruised cheek from the ice compress, and, as if chilled by the ice, turned toward the other side.

The bruise being brushed by something soft made Yan Qin freeze, while Lin Sui began making mischief elsewhere.

The lower lip was moistened by the water. Lin Sui's tongue tip was like a swimming fish; just as Yan Qin, as if possessed, opened his lips wanting to capture it, it had already vanished without a trace.

Lin Sui's voice was so light it sounded like the intimate murmurs of lovers rubbing cheeks together: "You went too easy on them earlier."

The injuries on those few people were merely flesh wounds. Let alone a broken arm, they were at the level of lying in the hospital for a few days and coming out fine.

Yan Qin's mind was numb as he said somewhat mechanically: "What they did to me, I returned exactly that much, and that's enough."

Yan Qin's blood rushed up, his mind blanked, and his heart was a tangled mess. He didn't know whether to blame his own attempt to capture it, or the frustration of failing to catch it.

"So kind-hearted. Those who try to insult me never meet a very good end."

The hot breath exhaled by Lin Sui landed on Yan Qin's lips, causing that unscratchable itch to surface in Yan Qin's heart once more. It was a palpitation like his heart being gnawed and nibbled at, a maddening frustration screaming out with nowhere to vent.

In the Cultivation World, Lin Sui's reputation was not small, because he was a ruthless and merciless Human Cauldron who refused to be harvested.

Lin Sui had escaped from the sect that attempted to keep him in captivity. In order to hide his tracks and shake off the people targeting him, he exhausted every means possible.

Because he couldn't cultivate, he invented other methods to channel the spiritual energy in his body, specializing in Array Formations and Talismans.

A sect disciple once saw through his identity, took a fancy to his face, and wanted to capture him for cultivation. However, because the disciple looked down on him for being a Human Cauldron, he ended up being counter-schemed by Lin Sui.

He trapped that person in an Array Formation and watched as his spirit root was crippled, rendering him no different from a mortal. Lin Sui searched his soul and found that this man had also relied on his cultivation to rape other female cultivators. Lin Sui detested this kind of trash. After the man tearfully confessed his crimes, Lin Sui controlled him to slice off his own appendage, and then made him slowly slice that thing into thin pieces bit by bit.

He didn't force him to eat it, but instead left him to fend for himself. Mortals couldn't fast; after starving for a few days, that person lost his sanity and wolfed it down himself. At that moment, Lin Sui felt as if he were watching an extremely interesting play. He then recorded these scenes into a Shadow-Recording Pearl and scattered them in front of various sects.

Everyone in the Cultivation World knew that Lin Sui was extremely cunning and ruthless. As a result, the number of people scheming against him drastically decreased. After all, after seeing that kind of footage, it was very difficult for anyone to have a reaction to Lin Sui; they only felt their scalps tingle with dread.

The System also felt a bit terrified because of his memories and stopped electrocuting him.

"Carry me to the bathroom."

Due to Lin Sui's command, Yan Qin finally noticed that his face was frighteningly pale. It seemed he had just endured something extremely agonizing; even his back was covered in cold sweat.

He frowned internally, wondering if Young Master Lin had some hidden illness. Previously, he had also seen him suddenly reveal an expression of enduring pain, yet he had never seen Lin Sui take any medicine.

The youth's figure was slender. Yan Qin steadily carried him and walked to the bathroom.

"More useful than raising Wu Yun."

Lin Sui said in a lazy tone, closing his eyes with a hint of fatigue.

The System had said it would electrocute him if he kissed Yan Qin, and it truly didn't hold back at all.

Unfortunately, he was naturally rebellious and did as he pleased.

The servants had already drawn water in the bathtub in advance. Lin Sui stepped onto the floor and signaled Yan Qin with his eyes.

Yan Qin didn't react, his left eye spelling confusion and his right eye spelling bewilderment.

"Do you need to go to a training class to learn how to serve people?"

Lin Sui was like a young master from the feudal era, asking his personal attendant a question full of impatience.

Yan Qin was a bit stiff, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, as he slowly walked in front of Lin Sui.

The shirt slipped to the floor. The youth was like the spirit of the moon or the frost and snow. Yan Qin stared at the floor, not raising his eyes.

"By the time you finish, it'll probably be tomorrow morning."

Lin Sui was annoyed by Yan Qin's dawdling actions. Having recovered a bit of strength, he simply waved Yan Qin away.

When Yan Qin raised his eyes, what he saw was the youth's half-bent waist and back. The line of his spine protruded along with his movements, like a crescent moon, raw and beautiful.

That swimming fish that had escaped from between his lips and tongue seemed to have swam from his eyes straight into his heart. Yan Qin hastily shifted his gaze and left the room.

The sound of the door closing made Lin Sui pause, his expression quite bewildered. This time he didn't have any ulterior motives; they had long been electrocuted away.

The System was so exhausted. It asked: [Why did you take off your clothes in front of him?]

Lin Sui: [Do you bathe with your clothes on? Do you have no common sense?]

The System was shocked: [You can even say such words that twist black into white?]

Lin Sui: [I can even act it out. Do you want to watch?]

With just one sentence from Lin Sui, could the System really make Yan Qin perform sudden blindness on the spot?

The System knew deeply that Lin Sui did what he said he would, and firmly shook its head: [No.]

Lin Sui comfortably soaked in a bath, so relaxed that he didn't even want to lift his hands.

He stepped barefoot onto the floor, leaving wet footprints behind.

Water trails meandered behind him, the light elongating his silhouette.

"If you don't want to take the college entrance examination and prefer to go to a training class, then feel free to keep standing there."

Even Wu Yun knew to fetch clothes and shoes for the original owner, but Yan Qin only knew how to stand there foolishly.

Yan Qin recovered from his stiffness. He took a bath towel from the towel section in the cloakroom and wrapped Lin Sui up, moving awkwardly and stiffly.

Lin Sui was rolled up by extremely rough methods and placed on the bed. Yan Qin squatted down and used a towel to help wipe Lin Sui's feet.

The young master's feet were delicate and tender, with light-colored blood vessels meandering upwards. With his movements, his toes curled slightly.

Lin Sui finally managed to struggle free from the rolled-up bath towel. He was so angry that he wasn't sleepy anymore. Stepping on Yan Qin's chest, he sneered, "Those who know would understand that you're my dog, but those who don't would think you're a bandit trying to rob me."

The bath towel slipped down with Lin Sui's movements, revealing his smooth, light pink shoulders.

"It's still more worry-free to raise Wu Yun."

It was blatant sarcasm. Yan Qin lowered his head, but he couldn't even care about any humiliation.

He seemed to be getting increasingly strange.