Yang Yi seemed to sense something, turning his head to glance over, and saw a handsome youth smiling at him, a fleeting, strange light flashing in his eyes. "Flippant?" The four words inexplicably surfaced in his mind; that youth gave Yang Yi his first impression—exactly that.

"Boss... what's wrong?" Ye Xiaohou, standing nearby, also seemed to detect something and asked Yang Yi.

"N-nothing!" Yang Yi turned back, replied to Ye Xiaohou, and proceeded to find his seat according to the student number on his card.

It was quite a coincidence that the group of five ended up situated as they were. Yang Yi and Li Qian were seated in the back section. Lin Fatty and the other two were in the row directly ahead of Yang Yi. While this arrangement was already somewhat coincidental, the arrival of two more people entering seemed to excite them—or more accurately, it caused Lin Fatty and Ye Xiaohou to become extremely animated, an irrepressible thrill surging through them.

"Damn it! Second Brother..." Xu Ming was inwardly stunned, grumbling to himself, "Why doesn't the goddess of luck bless me for once? Heavens, this is unjust!"

"Hee-hee, what beauties!" Lin Fatty mumbled something under his breath, watching the beautiful women slowly approach his area.

"College really is great; there are so many beautiful women..." Ye Xiaohou swallowed, washing a mouthful of saliva down, his gaze locked onto the incoming beauties.

It had to be admitted that the women entering were indeed beautiful. But to describe them merely as 'beautiful' was entirely insufficient. If 'cold elegance' was a posture, then 'bewitching charm' was a form. The girl appeared to be barely nineteen or twenty, a faint smile gracing her features. Her eyebrows, like a parrot's, were delicately touched up by just a fraction, and her thin, sharp lips were as crisp as a falcon's beak; the two elements combined seamlessly, imbuing her otherwise ordinary gaze with an air of pure seduction.

"Innate Enchanting Bone!" A jolt ran through Yang Yi, and those four words suddenly popped out. The Physique of Innate Enchanting Bone was a rare quality of the Wang family. Those possessing this trait were unequivocally extraordinary.

In ancient times, Wu Zetian disrupted and then corrected the imperial court, using her Innate Enchanting Bone physique to utterly captivate the masses, becoming the first and only empress in history—one could only imagine. And this girl happened to possess this trait, coupled with her outstanding appearance. "It seems this university truly has everyone; dragons hide among the common people," Yang Yi mused internally, observing the girl with the Innate Enchanting Bone.

"Damn it, stop, stop! I have space right here! Cursed heavens, make her stop right here!" Lin Fatty and Ye Xiaohou screamed inwardly, their wolfish natures undeniably clear.

However, the girl did not stop in their row; she paused at Yang Yi’s row. With a frown that carried a potent allure, she glanced at Yang Yi before sitting down right beside him. This instantly caused Lin Fatty and Ye Xiaohou a moment of soul-crushing agony. "Curse your ancestors for eighteen generations, you blind god! Waaah, waah, it’s over, it’s absolutely over."

Yang Yi subconsciously quirked his lip, casting a sidelong glance at the girl. She, in turn, met his gaze. This look alone made Yang Yi’s throat dry with sudden thirst. A person with the Innate Enchanting Bone was no joke; every movement exuded a restricted but profound magnetism.

Li Qian, beside him, seemingly moved her jade hand invisibly toward Yang Yi's waist. "Hiss!" Yang Yi’s lips twitched, a hint of green spreading across his pale complexion. He glanced back at Li Qian, knowing she was jealous, yet feeling grateful to her nonetheless. "Good heavens, I almost fell captive just now."

"Hmph!" Li Qian was displeased with the seemingly unfaithful smile Yang Yi wore. She snorted and turned her head away, pointedly ignoring him. The girl beside him merely looked at Yang Yi with surprise, and an inexplicable hint of amusement suddenly surfaced on her crimson lips.

"Haha, that kid is truly blessed. On his first day, he managed to snag the Enchanting Maiden from the Dongfang family. It seems the game about to unfold here will indeed be interesting," murmured the youth who had first smiled at Yang Yi. He was seated on the row parallel to Yang Yi, separated by one vertical row, wearing that same air of cynical nonchalance. Though his words suggested interest, any keen observer could see a distinct air of anticipating a good show in his eyes.

Yang Yi looked at Li Qian’s small mouth, pursed into a pout deep enough to hang several oil jars on. A familiar rogue's smile reappeared on his lips. He wrapped a large hand around her willow-like waist, paying no heed to the shocked expression on the face of the girl with the Innate Enchanting Bone, and blew a warm breath into Li Qian's ear!

"Mmm!" Li Qian shivered violently, her face instantly flushing crimson.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Jealous?" Yang Yi asked with a wicked grin.

"Who would be jealous of a flirtatious scoundrel like you!" Li Qian spoke contrary to her feelings. Though she was jealous, for a girl, flat-out denial serves as a warning to the boy: it means she is indeed jealous.

"Heh heh, alright, darling, don't be upset..."

Just as Yang Yi was employing every trick in the book to coax Li Qian, the classroom, which had previously held only a few people, suddenly began filling up rapidly, showing that time waits for no one. Once the students were in place, the arrival of the teacher was imminent.

He often heard people say that universities had many beauties, many mature women, and even more beautiful teachers—and it seemed that statement was entirely true. A stunning woman, likely around thirty, walked in through the door. Dressed professionally, a hint of a smile on her face, she approached the podium and set down the materials she was holding.

"Stand up!" Someone unexpectedly called out.

Immediately, all the students, including Yang Yi and his group, rose and shouted, "Good morning, Teacher!"

"Heh heh, good morning, class!" The beautiful teacher pursed her lips and smiled, then continued, "Welcome to all the students who have graduated from various high schools and have been admitted to our Shanghai Fudan University. Today is just a formality class, and then we will proceed with roll call."

Hearing this, the students gradually sat down. Although the beautiful teacher possessed a degree of allure, Yang Yi felt there was a distinct gap between her and Li Qian, so he did not focus much attention on her.

However, while Yang Yi felt this way, other students clearly did not. Their gazes were fiercely fixed on the teacher’s chest, which rose and fell as she raised her hand to address the class. The professional short skirt revealed legs that were quite alluring—it was clear that in this vast world, perverts were found everywhere.

After the beautiful teacher completed the roll call, Yang Yi noted down two names: the first was the youth named Xu Bin, and the second was the girl beside him named Dongfang Mei'er. Upon hearing her name, a flicker of meaningful amusement crossed Yang Yi’s mind. He quietly thought, "Could she possibly be from the Dongfang family? If so, this world is truly too small."

######################## Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Qing Gang in the southern region.

Qing Long stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, drawing on a fiercely spicy cigar with one hand and holding a file in the other, staring grimly outside. He appeared to be deep in thought, yet the shadow flickering in his eyes made him look profoundly sinister.

"Gang Leader!" A middle-aged man—no, more accurately, the second-in-command of the Qing Gang. This man, Liu Xibei, held the highest authority in the Qing Gang besides Qing Long and was his sole strategist.

"What is it? Any movement from the Black God Gang?" Qing Long seemed to intensely desire any action from the Black God Gang, immediately turning to Liu Xibei.

"None, they haven't made a peep. Since settling things in Country R, they’ve been completely quiet!" Liu Xibei frowned slightly. He honestly had no idea what the Black God Gang was planning. He couldn't deduce it no matter how he speculated, leaving him feeling somewhat discouraged. Simultaneously, he was eager to see what kind of person the Dragon Lord of the Black God Gang was, to execute every move so smoothly while concealing such intense, naked killing intent.

"The Black God Gang is certainly troublesome," Qing Long sighed deeply. After breaking off their cooperation concerning the Yamaguchi-gumi matter, it had caused a massive loss for the Qing Gang, as the Yamaguchi-gumi were incredibly wealthy. More importantly, they had initially been willing to pay the price to establish a foothold in Huaxia and expand their influence, but now... all those dreams had dissolved like smoke.

"However, Gang Leader, my intelligence network reports that the Black God Gang's Dragon Lord, Yang Yi, has taken a group of men to Shanghai."

"Shanghai?" Qing Long flinched inexplicably at the word. "You mean the Black God Gang’s Dragon Lord has gone to Shanghai?"

"Yes!" Liu Xibei’s expression also turned grave; he was clearly just as puzzled as to why the Black God Gang would choose Shanghai.

"Can you find out what exactly he is going there to do?"

"Uh, your subordinate has already investigated that. It appears he intends to enroll in school there."

"School?" Qing Long frowned. He didn't know much about the Dragon Lord of the Black God Gang, only that they were led by a leader around twenty years old, called the Dragon Lord by his own people, and that this Dragon Lord was named Yang Yi, whose rise in power followed his enrollment at No. 1 Middle School in A City, Jiangsu. Thinking of this, Qing Long grew more bewildered. What strange scheme was this Yang Yi playing?

"Actually, your subordinate has also been suspicious. The presence of Black God Gang members in Shanghai is clearly a challenge directed at us and the powers backing the Dragon Gang. But upon deeper consideration, it doesn't quite fit that profile, as with the current strength of the Black God Gang, he wouldn't dare provoke the two major underworld factions in our southern territory simultaneously," Liu Xibei analyzed step-by-step.

"Indeed. But if that isn't his objective, then what could it be? This Dragon Lord Yang Yi of the Black God Gang is becoming increasingly interesting to me!" Qing Long closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and spoke with a smile playing on his lips.

"..." Liu Xibei remained silent. His current feeling mirrored Qing Long's—a genuine desire to witness firsthand the person who orchestrated such an utterly bizarre situation.