“Damn it!” Xu Ming only reacted in the latter half of the period, realizing those two were clearly implying he was peeping at beauties, but... his expression suddenly grew a little sheepish as he remembered certain things.

“Third Brother is truly shameless,” Fatty Lin said dismissively, pausing for a beat. “But speaking of which, could that Dongfang Mei’er really have attached herself to Brother Yi?”

“Uh! How would I know?” Yang Yi seemed completely unconcerned, glancing at Li Qian, who was pouting beside him, and said, “Alright, alright, enough talk! Let’s eat!”

Indeed, dwelling on it further would only drag the already gloomy atmosphere down even more. And it wasn't just that; whenever Yang Yi thought of Dongfang Mei’er, it made him think of the Dongfang Family, one of the Eight Great Families of Huaxia. Thinking of the Dongfang Family led him to the Xuanmen, one of the Four Great Sects of Huaxia. As the current Sect Master of Xuanmen, thinking of all this caused a sudden, inexplicable twitch in his heart. He secretly wondered, Shouldn't that girl Lian Xue be fine?

Li Qian noticed Yang Yi’s expression suddenly change and felt a pang of inexplicable disappointment. She wasn't truly jealous of Yang Yi’s roving eye, nor was it because of Dongfang Mei’er’s naturally alluring charm—it was purely the worry of a young woman. She feared that if more women surrounded Yang Yi, her own standing in his heart might diminish or something similar. Thinking this, she looked at Yang Yi and seemed to make a sudden resolution. She turned to him and said, “Yi, I plan to switch majors.”

“Switch majors?” Yang Yi blinked in surprise, looking at her with utter confusion.

“En!” Seeing his bewildered look, Li Qian put down her chopsticks, but before she could speak, Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou quickly chimed in, “Boss, actually, we want to switch majors too!”

“What?” Yang Yi’s heart sank. What was wrong with this group? He scanned them and suddenly seemed to grasp something. “Give me a convincing reason!”

“I’ll go first!” Li Qian murmured thoughtfully. “Actually, I want to become a concert violinist, so I plan to transfer to Sister Shiyun’s school!”

“You’re transferring schools?” Yang Yi’s mind raced, trying to figure out why Li Qian would suddenly transfer. If it were purely because of his flirtatious nature, he would be underestimating her; thus, Yang Yi was genuinely perplexed. “Tell me the reason.”

“It’s fine!” Li Qian seemed to understand exactly what Yang Yi was thinking; she wasn't an idiot when it came to love. “Actually, I have two reasons for transferring. One is that I genuinely love the violin, and seeing how Sister Shiyun constantly strives for her dream has inspired me. And the second reason, honestly, is to help protect Sister Shiyun for you, you bad guy. Sister Shiyun doesn’t have any martial arts background, you know!”

“Uh!” Yang Yi was stunned, secretly blaming himself. It seems I really am incompetent!

Although Li Qian explained her reason for transferring clearly, and Yang Yi didn’t oppose it—in fact, he preferred her not constantly trailing him—it wasn't because he disliked her. It was entirely because Shanghai was a place riddled with trouble. Yang Yi was currently an extremely dangerous individual; danger could strike him at any moment, at any time. Never mind the mysterious Xu Bin, just consider the Qing Gang, and even this Fudan University—though superficially calm, the hidden murderous intent within was indescribable.

“En, transferring is fine, but…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Don’t forget I’m Li Yang’s granddaughter. I promise to visit and spend two days with Sister Shiyun every week,” Li Qian said, her face faintly flushed. Anyone could tell there was an undertone of ambiguity in those words.

“Then, fine,” Yang Yi said with a faint smile. He understood Li Qian’s intentions, but those two shameless guys? He still couldn't fathom them. “Why do you two want to switch majors?”

“Uh!” Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming were taken aback, exchanging a look. It seemed more appropriate for Ye Xiaohou to speak. “Boss, actually, when we were filling out our major choices this morning, we just couldn’t bring ourselves to decide.”

“What?”

“We’re switching majors entirely because of the future development of the Black God Gang. Didn't you say the Black Society needs to develop along a commercial path in the future?”

“Right? Isn't Business Management a great choice?” Yang Yi asked, confused.

“Commercialization includes the entertainment industry, the manufacturing industry, the technical industry, and so on…” Ye Xiaohou paused after saying this, then continued, “Although Business Management will certainly help the future development of the Black God Gang, we want to broaden our horizons to implement it. Thus, immersing ourselves in the entertainment sector and the film industry—these things are indispensable.”

“You mean, the entertainment sector? The film industry? Becoming directors?” Yang Yi felt a slight surprise. He hadn’t even considered developing down that path. The film industry and general entertainment are similar, yet their essence differs greatly, though both fall under the umbrella of the entertainment world.

“En!” Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou nodded in unison.

Yang Yi was speechless regarding these two. If they had told him earlier, it would have been fine. Now it felt like the entire group was leaving him behind. He sighed softly and said, “Indeed, entering the entertainment sector would greatly assist the Black God Gang’s future growth. I’m very moved that you have this ambition. But can you handle it?”

“Boss, you don’t need to worry about that. Third Brother and I aren't pushovers either!” Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming both grinned confidently, as if they had truly made a firm resolution this time.

“En, fine then, do as you wish. But I'm warning you now: if you two scoundrels start filming any R-rated movies or photo collections, don't blame me if I beat you to death!” Yang Yi said with a humorous smile.

“Haha, haha, no way, no way!” Everyone present was amused by Yang Yi’s timely, lighthearted humor.

In truth, Yang Yi had no idea that what was happening now would lead to achievements for Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou beyond his wildest imagination. If they could control the entertainment industry of one nation, or even the entire world, they would become legends of that industry. Yet, the founders of this legend would be these two shameless fellows, Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou. Furthermore, due to certain events in the future, when Yang Yi fell out with a high-ranking official in Huaxia, Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou released a single message within the entertainment industry—a single message potent enough to shake the global entertainment sector and its people. But that is a story for later, best left untold.

The next day, Li Qian had successfully transferred to the Shanghai Women's Music Academy to study. Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou had also changed their majors and were attending classes in a different building at Fudan University. The Business Management major was now left with only Yang Yi and Fatty Lin.

Sitting at his desk, Yang Yi stared blankly, his mind wandering. Suddenly, the class bell rang. Fatty Lin stood up and called out to him, “Brother Yi, class is over, let’s go eat!”

“Uh! En!” Yang Yi stood up and nodded.

Yang Yi had been sitting on the inner side of the desk. Because of Li Qian’s situation, he had been sitting even further inside. To get out, he had to pass by Dongfang Mei’er. When he approached her side, he saw she had no intention of standing up to make space, and Yang Yi couldn't help but frown, a roguish smile playing on his lips. “Might I request fellow student Dongfang to make way?”

“Hmm?” Dongfang Mei’er pouted, furrowing her delicate brows as she glanced at Yang Yi. It was just a faint look before she turned her head away, seemingly ignoring him completely.

“Uh?” Yang Yi paused. He had no idea what game Dongfang Mei’er was playing. Had he offended her? Seemingly not. So what did this behavior mean? “May I ask fellow student Dongfang to clear a path?”

“Path for what?” A soft, melodious sound followed, rare in its purity, yet laced with a subtle bewitchment. Hearing this voice, Yang Yi’s heart involuntarily trembled. For some inexplicable reason, a thought suddenly sprang to mind: If I heard a voice like this in… that kind of bed… wait! Yang Yi quickly suppressed that vulgar and sinful thought, his brow furrowing slightly as he stared intently at Dongfang Mei’er.

“There’s so much space; must you pass right by me?” Dongfang Mei’er said, appearing utterly spoiled and annoyed. In reality, her heart was quite delighted. She was naturally a willful girl, and she found Yang Yi quite amusing, which is why she decided to tease him intentionally.

“Has this rogue offended you?”

“Rogue?” Dongfang Mei’er’s delicate eyebrows twitched slightly. She muttered inwardly but couldn't help but smile faintly. “No! We don’t know each other!”

“Then why are you making things difficult for me?”

“Am I making things difficult? I’m just sitting here, not moving.”

“Uh!” Yang Yi was already speechless by this reply, but what came next was even more bewildering. A group of students suddenly appeared at the doorway, their eyes shining with a verdant light, fixed intently on Yang Yi and the area around him. However, there was no doubt about their target; it certainly wasn't Yang Yi...