20demayo Chapter 11: Huang Heyun, who was humiliated and sown discord, and the scapegoat sycophant.
Chapter 11: Huang Heyun, who was humiliated and sown discord, and the scapegoat sycophant.
At this moment, Huang Heyun finally noticed Dai Youheng. Even if Youheng's presence was very low, if he still couldn't see her at this point, he would truly be blind.
"Dai Youheng? You damned simp!" Huang Heyun's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his rage completely overwhelming reason and thought. "You dare to ambush me? You're asking for death!"
Clearly, Huang Heyun sees Youheng as a sycophant.
After all, apart from their martial spirits and temperament, they are indistinguishable in appearance.
He had no time to ponder why the opponent's attack possessed such a strange, icy quality, nor to consider how the opponent had approached so silently. Anger and humiliation had clouded his judgment.
Dai Youheng's face revealed a smug, malicious, and arrogant smile befitting a sycophant. He slammed Huang Heyun to the ground, then stepped forward, raised his foot, and stomped hard on the other's face, the sole of his shoe grinding against the face contorted with anger and humiliation, pressing it into the cold earth!
"Hmph! I'm going back to Shrek Academy tomorrow." He said, mimicking that nauseating, self-important tone. "I'm here today to give you one last warning! Stay away from Princess Jiu Jiu from now on. She belongs to me! She's not someone like you can covet!"
I pressed down with my feet, feeling the indistinct roars and struggles coming from the other side.
"If you don't heed my advice, and if I find out again that you harbor improper thoughts towards Princess Jiu Jiu..." He leaned down, his voice as cold as ice, "I will make you regret ever being born!"
After delivering these carefully crafted, hate-inducing lines, Dai Youheng snorted coldly, withdrew his foot, and didn't give Huang Heyun, who was lying on the ground in a sorry state and consumed by rage, another glance. He turned and walked away slowly, his figure quickly disappearing into the thick darkness as if he had never been there.
"Dai! You! Heng!"
A full quarter of an hour passed before Huang Heyun managed to shake off some of the chill in his body and struggle to get up.
His face was covered in mud, shoe prints, and bloodstains, making him look utterly wretched. He stared intently in the direction where Dai Youheng had disappeared, his chest heaving violently, his eyes blazing with a murderous intent that was almost overflowing!
What a shame! What a shame!
He was ambushed and humiliated by a sycophant he had always looked down upon! How could he possibly swallow this insult!
"Aaaaaah!!!" He let out a beast-like growl, smashing a nearby boulder to pieces with his fist. "You damn simp! You just wait! Once you leave Star Luo City... I'll make you pay! No one can protect you!"
He had completely forgotten about the illogical attack he had just witnessed, and all his anger and killing intent were now fixed on Dai Youheng, who was going to return to Shrek Academy the next day!
Meanwhile, the true mastermind behind it all, Dai Youheng, had already returned to the inn. He dispelled his soul skill, washed his hands, and acted as if he had just gone for a walk.
"The bait has been laid, and the knife has been sharpened." He chuckled to the Snow Emperor in his mind. "Now, all we need to do is wait until tomorrow and see how that enraged Dark Tiger tears apart that clueless sycophant."
He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and a slight smile played on his lips.
We're setting off tomorrow, so the journey won't be lonely anymore.
In her mind, Xue Di's cold voice rang out with a strange tone, "The methods are somewhat despicable, but... just right."
Dai Youheng raised an eyebrow, silently replying, "Oh? Doesn't Sister Xue Di think my tactic of using someone else to do my dirty work is a bit underhanded?"
"Standing on the same level?" The Snow Empress's voice carried a hint of disdain, as if she had heard something laughable. "What is standing on the same level? The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is the most fundamental law of the world. In the far north, surviving and becoming stronger is the only standing on the same level."
Her tone became distant, as if recalling an extremely long past, "Do you think I was born to be the ruler of the far north for seven hundred thousand years? I was once weak, struggling to survive under the claws of countless soul beasts stronger than myself. Without cunning, without knowing how to utilize the environment, the weaknesses of my opponents, or even the contradictions between them, I would have long since become nourishment for other soul beasts to advance, and would never have been able to grow step by step and eventually become the king who rules the far north."
"Survive and reach the peak; the process is never important." The Snow Empress's voice was resolute, carrying the coldness and pragmatism of an ice and snow overlord. "Your method is efficient, effortless, and allows you to conceal yourself to the greatest extent and avoid risks. That's good. The world of soul beasts is like this, and it seems the human world is the same. Even more hypocritical and complex."
She paused, then concluded, "Therefore, I don't think there's anything wrong with your approach. On the contrary, you're very clever, knowing how to utilize all available resources, including the anger of your opponent. That's the mindset of a strong person. As for that cowardly groveling trash, he doesn't even deserve to be a stepping stone."
Upon hearing this, Dai Youheng's smile deepened. It seemed that this ice and snow emperor of the far north shared a philosophy of survival that resonated quite with him.
"In that case, let's get some rest." Dai Youheng relaxed. "Tomorrow, the show begins."
The hotel room fell silent, with only the cool moonlight filtering through the window and falling on the boy's calm yet sharp face.
A silent hunt for his other self has begun. And his ally is an ice queen who also believes in the law of the jungle.
The next morning, in a relatively secluded courtyard of the White Tiger Duke's mansion.
The simp Youheng finally finished packing his bags after much dawdling. His mother, a beautiful woman with a lingering sadness and humility in her eyes, was carefully straightening his collar, constantly giving him instructions.
"Heng'er, once you arrive at the academy, you must calm your mind and cultivate diligently." The woman's voice was gentle, yet tinged with a barely perceptible sob. "Shrek Academy is the premier academy on the continent; this is a rare opportunity. Although your father is usually strict with you and your brothers, he sent you there hoping you would achieve something."
She sighed softly, her gaze falling on Dai Luoli, who stood quietly to the side, his eyes filled with dependence and envy for his brother. "I'm just a concubine, and Luoli's talent... Alas, the future hope of our lineage rests entirely on you. Only when you become strong can the three of us in this mansion have an easier time. Do you understand?"
Dai Luoli's talent was the worst among the Dai brothers, so she could only place her hopes on Dai Youheng.
Looking at his mother's earnest and worried eyes, Dai Youheng felt a rare pang of guilt.
Although he was a sycophant, he still respected his mother.