"The Director, after verifying the explosion in the ruined district yesterday, has reached a conclusion..." the policeman in the white tunic paused, casting a displeased look at Director Ling.

"Just say it! What are the results? Speak up! If you don't say it now, get out of here immediately..." Director Ling roared.

"Yes, yes!" The policeman in the white tunic took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, and said, "Verification shows that DNA from one person was left at the site of yesterday's explosion. And that person is... is Ling Bin, Young Master Ling."

"What..." Director Ling staggered, sinking heavily into his chair, his eyes filled with bewilderment. This news struck him like a bolt from the blue.

Madam Ling, who had been weeping softly nearby, heard this and her eyes rolled back; she promptly fainted dead away.

The policeman in the white tunic cried out in alarm, "Director's wife! Director's wife!"

Director Ling seemed to snap back to reality at that moment, his voice trembling. Completely disregarding his wife, he took a quick step toward the policeman in the white tunic, gripping his collar and demanding, "Tell me, tell me this isn't true. It can't be true."

Faced with Director Ling's ferocious snarl, the policeman felt a flicker of fear but firmly told him, "Di-Director, it is true. Only Young Master Ling's DNA remains at the explosion site; even his remains were completely incinerated to nothing."

"Stop talking, just stop talking," Director Ling shoved the policeman away like a maddened tiger, shouting fiercely, "Get out! Get out of my sight!"

"Yes, yes, Director. But Director’s wife..." The policeman, being a verification specialist, knew he couldn't just leave Madam Ling, or she truly might sleep forever.

"Wife! Wife!" Hearing the policeman, Director Ling rushed to hold his wife, calling out, "Get her to the hospital immediately! Quick, quick!"

"Yes, yes!" The policeman in the white tunic promptly agreed.

Madam Ling usually suffered from anemia, and this shock was likely too much for her constitution; blood began to stream from her nose. Director Ling, acting as if he were going insane, snatched up his wife and rushed toward the exit.

Indeed, he was pitiable now. Having just lost his son, he could not afford to lose his wife too. If this was retribution, no one could blame anyone else. A person like Ling Bin, even if Yang Yi hadn't killed him, would eventually have been killed by someone else; after all, he who sows iniquity shall reap disaster.

Meanwhile, Yang Yi and the other three were eating in the mess hall. But today, one person was missing. Usually, at least Li Qian would join them, but today was strange; Li Qian was hiding in her dormitory instead of eating with them.

"Boss, did you two have a fight?" Ye Xiaohou asked in confusion.

"Oh? What do you mean, 'have a fight'?" Yang Yi replied curtly.

"Well, uh... never mind," Ye Xiaohou choked on his words as if he’d swallowed something sour.

Fatty Lin glanced at Yang Yi and asked, "Brother Yi, did something happen yesterday?"

"Yeah, yeah! Boss, did a super beautiful girl really come looking for you yesterday?" Ye Xiaohou seized the opportunity and pressed eagerly.

Mentioning the super beauty, even Xu Ming felt he had forgotten to ask, and quickly chimed in, "That's right, that's right, Boss, tell us."

"This one!" Yang Yi hesitated slightly, but then thought that they would find out eventually anyway, so it was better to just tell them. "En, that was Xia Shiyun yesterday. She came to see me about something."

"Damn—!" The three exclaimed in unison, throwing their heads back, staring at Yang Yi with disbelief.

Yang Yi looked at their strange expressions curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Boss, you truly are my idol!" Ye Xiaohou declared.

"No, he should be the spiritual leader of our Rogue Quartet," Xu Ming corrected him.

"Uh, what's this Rogue Quartet thing?" Fatty Lin asked, confused.

"Yeah, I don't remember us having the title 'Rogue Quartet'," Yang Yi also asked with a trace of curiosity.

Xu Ming glanced at the other three, then looked at them with a hint of disdain before speaking, "Boss, don't you know you're already famous in the school?"

"Me, famous?" Yang Yi felt a wry smile creeping up. He finally understood a bit now. After being branded with the title 'Rogue School Hunk,' he had indeed become famous. And considering the bloody fights he had engaged in right here in the mess hall, if he was famous for that, he was perfectly aware of it.

"Boss, ever since you were given the title of Rogue School Hunk, a ranking list has been established in the school. You didn't know?" Xu Ming asked.

"Uh! I know that part," Ye Xiaohou quickly interjected, "The distribution network for the Rogue School Hunk and School Belle rankings—your clicks are super high there!"

"Oh? Is that really a thing?" Yang Yi asked with feigned surprise.

"Yes, it's real. I even checked it last night," Ye Xiaohou said seriously.

"Exactly. That's why I came up with a title for our dorm—Heh heh—we'll call ourselves the Rogue Quartet," Xu Ming said with a self-satisfied grin.

Fatty Lin was sharper; noticing Yang Yi’s surprise over the ranking list, he was certain something else must have happened. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yi, did something else happen yesterday?"

When Fatty Lin emphasized the word ‘else,’ Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming both looked at Yang Yi suspiciously, as if they now fully trusted Fatty Lin’s intuition that Yang Yi was holding something back.

"En, there was one more thing!" Yang Yi inwardly smiled bitterly. He couldn't hide it from the brothers who cared about him. Seeing their tense expressions, he smiled calmly and said, "Alright, don't be so nervous. As of yesterday, I’ve attracted the attention of an assassin."

"An assassin?" The three gasped.

"Yes, and a professional one at that!"

[I am a rogue, so I collect; I am wanton, so I am wild. Rise up! I look forward to more brothers joining the rogue clan.]