"Uh, yes!" Yang Yi responded.

"And you are Fatty Lin?" the old headmaster continued to ask.

"Yes!" Fatty Lin answered as well.

"How have your grandfathers been recently?" The old headmaster's expression shifted abruptly as he inquired.

"Fine. Not dying anytime soon," Yang Yi and Fatty Lin said in unison.

"Hmm? Hahaha, interesting. Old Yang’s two grandsons, quite interesting," the old headmaster remarked, sounding as if he were well acquainted with Old Yang. After a brief pause, he continued, "Well, since that’s settled, you two can stay here with peace of mind. However, I must warn you beforehand: no matter what you plan to do, you absolutely cannot cause any major disturbances in my school. Otherwise, forget you are Old Yang’s grandsons; even if you were my own grandsons, I would punish you according to school rules."

"Heh, don't worry. We won't be your grandsons. You can rest assured on that point," Yang Yi looked at the old headmaster, feeling that this man possessed the same mischievous personality as his grandfather, so he saw no need to be overly polite.

"You little brat, you think you have the qualifications to be my grandson?" The old headmaster was smiling, but who knew what he was thinking in his heart; "Perhaps these two rascals are slightly better than that little girl."

It was as if the old saying had come true: 'Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.' Now it seemed to be: 'Think of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears.'

Just then....

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm here!" A sweet voice drifted in from outside the door.

Yang Yi and Fatty Lin jumped as if struck by lightning, their bodies shaking, and they couldn't help but turn around; "Thud—!" Their minds went blank.

"Oh! Qian'er, you're here. I was just about to..." The old headmaster hadn't finished before he realized something was terribly wrong. His granddaughter's face was flushed crimson, and her eyes seemed ready to spew fire. He gasped inwardly, thinking, Who on earth angered this young tyrant? Oh my god, please don't let the calamity fall upon Yuangyu!

The newcomer was the old headmaster's granddaughter, named Li Qian. She was known as the demoness of No. 1 Middle School; anyone who crossed her seemed doomed to a miserable time. However, Headmaster Li, being her grandfather, felt a deep sense of dread toward her. Not only was she extremely mischievous as a child, but as she grew older, her cunning schemes multiplied. Yet, deep down, she was still a kind girl, which was why Headmaster Li had always spoiled her rotten.

Li Qian took a deep breath, seemingly calming herself down for the moment. Her face was covered in a smile, but it was a smile that struck a chilling terror into those who saw it—and at that moment, those people were Yang Yi.

"Grandpa, why are these two here?"

"Ah... um, they are today's new students. They were just about to..."

"Oh? New students..." Li Qian deliberately dragged out her words with a saccharine smile, her eyes darting around, before saying, "Grandpa, which class are you planning to assign them to, hmm???"

"Uh, this..." Headmaster Li saw the girl staring intently at Yang Yi, who had lowered his head, and it seemed he understood something. He managed a wry smile, thinking, You little brat, may fortune favor you. You actually managed to provoke this girl.

"Grandpa, I'm asking you. Hmm, since you haven't decided yet, allow me to save you some trouble. Hand them over to me, and I'll make the arrangements!" Li Qian arched a delicate eyebrow, staring straight at Headmaster Li.

"Ah—" Yang Yi and Fatty Lin cried out immediately when they heard her say that.

Fatty Lin’s face turned pale. From what he had seen and heard just now, this girl was a genuine fiend; even her own grandfather seemed fearful of her. He couldn't help but wonder if his future life would be paved with bloody trails.

Although Yang Yi was slightly surprised that the girl seemed to be targeting him, he admitted he was in the wrong for having touched where he shouldn't have, so he could understand her attitude. Surprisingly, he felt no resentment toward her; in fact, he found her rather amusing. He smiled, a smile that could almost be called 'idiotic,' though to Headmaster Li, it only looked a bit baffling.

"Grandpa... Grandpa!" Li Qian called out to Headmaster Li without frowning.

Headmaster Li snapped back to attention and laughed good-naturedly, "Yes, since that's the case, we'll assign them to your class. But, I must make one thing clear beforehand, you are not allowed to..."

"Yes, yes, alright!" Before Headmaster Li could finish, Li Qian stepped in front of Yang Yi and the other, wearing a triumphant, scheming smile. "You two follow me."

"Uh, this..." Fatty Lin hesitated slightly.

"Go on, go on, it’s fine," Headmaster Li said with a sly grin before turning back to his seat and mumbling under his breath, "May the Lord bless you all, Amen..."

"Let's go!" Li Qian didn't allow them any room for objection, speaking quickly before heading out.

"Brother Yi, we’re done for. This girl is simply..." Fatty Lin was genuinely worried about his future life.

"Simply what???" Yang Yi asked, puzzled.

"Unreasonable and overbearing... Don't you think so?" Fatty Lin looked at him quizzically.

"Not necessarily. I actually find her quite interesting," a mischievous smirk played on Yang Yi's lips.

Fatty Lin shook his head wordlessly, perhaps silently crying out in his mind, My Heavenly Gods, my Lord, my life.

Before long, since the class bell had rung much earlier, most students were already in session. At this moment, Li Qian was leading Yang Yi and Fatty Lin to her classroom. Throughout the walk, Li Qian's mind was clearly preoccupied, perhaps plotting how to exact revenge for the insult to her ** body.

"Heh heh, I will torment you properly," Li Qian suddenly muttered darkly.

Fatty Lin felt a chill run down his spine and shivered. He glanced at Li Qian walking ahead. Even though she hadn't done anything yet, for some reason, Fatty Lin felt a sense of genuine fear toward her.

Senior High Division; Class 3-1. This was Li Qian's class, and starting today, it would also be Yang Yi’s class.

"Report!" Li Qian suddenly stood straight and shouted loudly.

Fatty Lin and Yang Yi, following behind her, were both startled, thinking she might have lost her mind. But the moment they thought this....

It was over....

What were those eyes? What was this scene? What was this.....

....P: [Brothers, it's question time: Is this book a combination of the Rogue style and the Warlord style, or is it purely the Rogue style, or the Warlord style? There's a prize for the correct answer—and what kind of prize, hehe... a whole basket of beauties! We are about to enter the ** section. I hope my brothers will give massive support! There’s another update this afternoon, let’s go strong!]