Despite Cheng Zhenjie disapproving of everyone bullying Jiang Feng, he didn't dare to stand up for him alone. After all, Jiang Feng had just offended the homeroom teacher, so he was partly at fault.
Jiang Feng understood Cheng Zhenjie's temperament and didn't blame him. He even agreed with his decision. Even if Cheng Zhenjie had spoken up for him, it would have been useless and only invited more ridicule and mockery.
At this moment, Zhu Bajie had recovered and stood up abruptly. Blood was streaming from his mouth and nose, covering his face in a ghastly sight.
"Jiang Feng, I'm going to kill you today," Zhu Bajie threatened, ready to strike again.
Of course, he wanted revenge. If he didn't get back at Jiang Feng, his authority as class monitor would be completely undermined.
Slap!
Before Zhu Bajie could make a move, Jiang Feng stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face.
The sound of the slap was like thunder, echoing loudly.
Jiang Feng had wanted to do this to Zhu Bajie in his previous life.
Back then, he had dreamed of beating Zhu Bajie up, and now his dream had come true, fulfilling his past life's wish.
The weakness and incompetence of his past life were gone. Now, he was ruthless and domineering. Anyone who dared to mess with him would be beaten mercilessly.
With that slap, Zhu Bajie was stunned, the entire class was stunned, and everyone was enveloped in a stunned atmosphere.
Ding ling ling...
At that moment, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day.
Jiang Feng glanced disdainfully at Zhu Bajie and Xiao Wanjun, grabbed his backpack, and walked out of the classroom, leaving everyone with a mysterious silhouette.
Xiao Wanjun stared blankly at Jiang Feng's departing figure. She suddenly felt that this was no longer the Jiang Feng she knew; he seemed like a completely different person.
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She felt a twinge of regret, regretting their breakup.
But it was too late to change anything now.
***
Jiang Feng walked along the familiar tree-lined path, soaking in the atmosphere of high school life.
His mindset had undergone a complete transformation compared to his past life. In his previous life, everything seemed bleak and hostile.
But now, everything seemed bright and hopeful because he believed the future was promising.
With over five hundred years of experience, he no longer needed to take detours and could even reach the pinnacle of life on Earth.
"Jiang Feng, wait for me."
Someone called out from behind.
Jiang Feng turned around to see Cheng Zhenjie catching up.
"Hey, Jiang Feng, you walk so fast, I can barely keep up," Cheng Zhenjie panted.
"Hehe, you need to exercise more," Jiang Feng laughed.
Cheng Zhenjie wiped his sweat and said, "Jiang Feng, I didn't stand up for you earlier. You're not mad at me, are you?"
Jiang Feng was taken aback, then smiled, "Of course not. I could handle the situation myself. It's just a class bully; I didn't take him seriously."
Cheng Zhenjie was astonished and after a long pause said, "Jiang Feng, I feel like you've changed."
"Really?" Jiang Feng replied, "I think so too. Maybe it's because the college entrance exam is coming up."
Speaking of the exam, Cheng Zhenjie couldn't help but feel down. "Jiang Feng, don't be discouraged. Even if you don't get into college, there are many other paths. There's no need to be fixated on this one."
Cheng Zhenjie knew Jiang Feng's grades well, which were even worse than his own. He often comforted Jiang Feng, fearing he might take it too hard.
"It's okay, I don't care much about it," Jiang Feng said. "Everything has its own course. We'll know the results after the exam."
"That's true," Cheng Zhenjie nodded. "No matter what, you'll always be my good buddy."
Jiang Feng was deeply moved and patted his shoulder. "I'll remember that."
"Hehe!" Cheng Zhenjie grinned.
With such a friend, there's nothing to regret!
Jiang Feng also knew Cheng Zhenjie well, knowing that his words were sincere and not just to placate him.
The two chatted casually until it was time to part ways, as Jiang Feng had reached his home.
***
No, this wasn't home, just a temporary place to stay.
Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that this was his aunt's house. His aunt was kind, but his uncle and cousin were not fond of him and often made sarcastic remarks and gave him the cold shoulder.
Aunt Jiang Aiqin was a housewife with no say in the household. Uncle Chen Shaojun was a company CEO, very wealthy.
His cousin Chen Xin'ai was spoiled and willful, living a pampered life. She was very unhappy about Jiang Feng suddenly staying at their house and often caused trouble for him, trying to drive him away.
Previously, he ignored it, but now if she tried to make things difficult for him again, he wouldn't be so tolerant.
At worst, he could move out.
Even if they didn't make things difficult for him, he would still move out soon. After all, he needed to cultivate and couldn't be disturbed. Staying here would be very inconvenient.
***
"Jiang Feng, I'm heading off," Cheng Zhenjie said.
"Alright, go on. Come visit me when you have time," Jiang Feng replied.
"Jiang Feng, sometimes it's better to endure a moment of calm than to fight back," Cheng Zhenjie said out of the blue.
But Jiang Feng understood his meaning. He was advising him not to mind his uncle and cousin's words, to just ignore them and endure it.
"Got it, I'll keep that in mind. Be careful on your way," Jiang Feng nodded, accepting his concern.
***
"Okay," Cheng Zhenjie turned and left.
Jiang Feng also turned and went back inside.
As soon as he entered, he ran into his aunt Jiang Aiqin.
Jiang Aiqin seemed busy preparing dinner. Seeing Jiang Feng return, she smiled warmly, "Little Feng, you're back."
"Yes, Aunt," Jiang Feng replied.
"Go rest for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon," Jiang Aiqin said.
"Let me help you with something, Aunt," Jiang Feng offered.
Jiang Feng didn't have any ill feelings toward his aunt, so he spoke politely.
"No need, I can handle it. You go rest," Jiang Aiqin said.
"Alright then," Jiang Feng said and went to his room.
His room was on the first floor. It used to be a storage room but was cleaned out for him to stay in.
For Jiang Feng, who came from the countryside, this was already a good place. At least it provided shelter from the elements, better than sleeping on the streets.
"Mom, I'm back," a voice as sweet as a nightingale called out.
Jiang Feng knew it was his cousin Chen Xin'ai.
"Xin'ai, help me carry the dishes to the table and call your cousin for dinner," Jiang Aiqin said.
"Hmph, I'm not calling him. He can eat if he wants," Chen Xin'ai snorted.
"Xin'ai, how can you talk like that? Jiang Feng is still your cousin," Jiang Aiqin lightly scolded.
"He's not my cousin, just a country bumpkin. I have nothing to do with him," Chen Xin'ai said disdainfully.
"Xin'ai, do you want me to hit you?" Jiang Aiqin said angrily.
"Just try."
At that moment, a cold voice rang out. A middle-aged man in a suit with a stern expression walked in, glaring at Jiang Aiqin. "Xin'ai is right, he's just a country bumpkin. There's no need to care about his life or death."