As Yang Yi and his companions watched the shameless and contemptuous discrimination from Nakamura Jino, Dongfang Shiling stared at the wailing Japanese bodyguards with murderous intent and coldly ordered, "Get out of here, now!"

"..." Hearing the sound, the group of Japanese bodyguards immediately endured the unbearable pain in their stomachs, stood up, and helped the already fallen Nakamura Jino, who was clutching his ** and hopping wildly on the ground, to leave.

Dongfang Mei'er glanced disdainfully at the defeated Japanese men. It seemed the gloom that had weighed heavily on her heart suddenly dispersed, replaced by a wave of relief.

And those beasts who had been watching from the sidelines, even enjoying the sight of beautiful women fighting, had their eyes glued to Dongfang Mei'er. Some found her cute, some found her spoiled, and some even found her exciting, seductive, and full of character. But some others were not so charitable; their gazes were fixed solely on Dongfang Mei'er, making no attempt to hide the intent in their eyes.

"Alright, Mei'er, we’ve managed to offend the son of the man who commands half of Shanghai’s economy today. I believe it won't be long before he seeks revenge. You need to be careful!" Dongfang Shiling proved himself to be a more composed young man, one who considered things thoroughly.

When Dongfang Mei'er heard her older brother say this, she couldn't help but pout her lips and retort, "Hmph, if he dares, I’ll beat him until he’s searching for his teeth on the ground!"

"........." Dongfang Shiling was momentarily speechless. His gaze inadvertently fell upon a young man, and his brow suddenly furrowed for an instant before smoothing over. "What a dangerous feeling."

Yang Yi, who wasn't intentionally revealing anything, had allowed Dongfang Shiling to see him, and the first impression he gave was one of danger. This affirmed that Yang Yi truly was worth Dongfang Shiling's attention. However, the timing was terrible. Dongfang Mei'er noticed her brother frowning and followed his line of sight to Yang Yi. Her eyes darted around; the cheerfulness she had felt from the whole farce immediately soured upon seeing Yang Yi.

"Damn, stinking hooligan!" Dongfang Mei'er muttered under her breath.

"Mei'er, you know him?" Dongfang Shiling asked, surprised.

"Isn't that the stinking hooligan who was harassing me in the classroom earlier!" Dongfang Mei'er seemed to say this not just for Dongfang Shiling, but for the entire throng of infatuated admirers who had gathered since her second day at school, a playful smirk lingering on her lips.

"Damn, harassing?" Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming, unaware of the history, exclaimed in disbelief, looking at Yang Yi beside them.

Yang Yi merely offered a wry smile, ignoring their perplexed expressions. He glanced coolly at the people surrounding Dongfang Mei'er, then at those behind him who were staring at him unblinkingly, thinking, 'Is this damn university going to be just like high school? If so, life is going to be truly difficult!'

"Brother Yi, that girl..." Fatty Lin called out to Yang Yi, momentarily stunned by the atmosphere surrounding them.

Yang Yi didn't respond. He simply smiled faintly, stood up, and asked, "Have the three of you eaten enough?"

"Uh!" Fatty Lin and the other two looked startled. They quickly took a few bites of the food on the table, patted their stomachs, and declared, "We're full." The entire incident had unfolded in a flash.

"Good, then settle the bill! Let's go!" Yang Yi never spared a glance for Dongfang Mei'er; he only spoke once his brothers were satisfied.

Meanwhile, the more Dongfang Shiling looked at Yang Yi, the more danger he sensed—not a tangible feeling, but an intuitive one. To others, Yang Yi might seem ordinary, even easy to bully, but not to Dongfang Shiling. If he mistakenly thought Yang Yi was weak and easily provoked, a sharp alarm sounded in his mind. "It seems Mei'er started it. Ugh... she's such a troublemaker!"

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a group of students inexplicably surrounded Yang Yi and his companions as they were about to leave—about ten of them. Although they didn't know where they found the courage to confront Yang Yi for harassing the beauty, their feet involuntarily stepped forward, showing how strong their subconscious impulse was.

As the saying goes: To die beneath a peony is romantic in death; to win a beauty’s smile, even surpassing Mo Chou, one dares to face the odds alone! Such is the simple, swift mindset of these passionate young men, purely pursuing what they desire. However, seeing this, Dongfang Shiling frowned, secretly wondering, 'Has Mei'er used her charm again?'

Although the students who stepped forward looked like ordinary people, their inner focus and eyes were nearly devoid of direction, as if their very souls were being controlled. Dongfang Mei'er chuckled inwardly but dared not show it too overtly when she caught her brother's sharp look. Dongfang Shiling shook his head with a bitter smile but also seemed eager to test something. "Let's see what strength he has. I am genuinely curious about the identity of the first person who has made me feel this uneasy."

Dongfang Shiling didn't realize that Yang Yi registered as immediately dangerous primarily because of the peculiar Zhenqi within him, combined with an innate aura of arrogance. This combination created the feeling that caused apprehension in some. If one were to pinpoint what flowed from Yang Yi that gave Dongfang Shiling that sense of danger, it was actually a chilling, icy aura. This aura was amplified because Yang Yi was naturally delicate in appearance, and coupled with his roguish demeanor, it led to such misinterpretations.

"Brother Yi, these people..."

Ignoring Fatty Lin's question, Yang Yi merely glanced coolly at Dongfang Mei'er, sneering inwardly. His attention shifted to Dongfang Shiling, his mind brewing some unknown scheme. It could be said that the entire event that would later shock Shanghai was set in motion by this very opportunity today.

"Damn it... what the hell do these guys mean, surrounding us?" Xu Ming cursed loudly in dissatisfaction, then walked forward and shoved the surrounding students, attempting to make them move aside. But... things weren't that simple. The students seemed completely controlled; after Xu Ming pushed them, they simply returned to their spots, their eyes suddenly losing all focus.

"Dammit..." Ye Xiaohou saw how unreasonable these people were, entirely ignorant of what the Xuanmen was.

The Xuanmen, the art of the Five Elements, ancient martial arts techniques are found everywhere. While they may not possess the myriad legends of a thousand years, nor talk of ghosts and gods, the profound principles of their martial arts are numerous. However, if Ye Xiaohou had heard of the Art of Enchantment (Gu Huo), he might have recognized it, as Tibet is famous for such eerie techniques. What Dongfang Mei'er was employing was actually a charm technique that enhanced her innate alluring constitution, suppressing and mesmerizing the minds of these young men.

Yang Yi’s gaze turned cold. For some inexplicable reason, he found this university laughable. He had already been tested at his previous high school; a series of troubles were invariably instigated by petty men and women. While he couldn't replicate the success he had there in stopping all of this, who was Yang Yi to let himself be bullied? Especially when the instigator was a woman, and, frankly, someone belonging to the Dongfang family, which was affiliated with him, the Sect Master of the Xuanmen?

"Hmph!" A cold snort echoed, and the surrounding air instantly chilled. The might of a Green-level Grandmaster was not to be trifled with. Although it lacked the deceptive allure of the noxious, shameless 'Kingly Aura,' it was enough to oppress anyone who understood martial arts.

"So strong!" Dongfang Shiling shivered, staring intently at Yang Yi.

"Hey! If you don't withdraw your charm technique now and shatter these students' minds, do you have any idea how severe the crime is—both in the martial arts world and even within your Dongfang family—for randomly releasing power to oppress ordinary people in the Xuanmen?" His voice, utterly frigid, carried with it an aura as cold as bone marrow, entering the ears of Dongfang Mei'er and Dongfang Shiling, causing them both to suck in a sharp breath.

'How does he know about the Xuanmen?' Dongfang Shiling thought rapidly.

Seeing Yang Yi's icy glare, Dongfang Mei'er felt a sharp spasm in her heart. The inexplicable pressure made her uncomfortable, and her face gradually paled. Seeing this, Dongfang Shiling exclaimed, "Mei'er, stop channeling your technique quickly!"

"Ah!" Dongfang Mei'er responded, snapping back to reality. She hastily withdrew the charm technique emanating from her body and looked at Yang Yi, utterly stunned.

Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming, though unaware of what exactly had transpired, sensed from Yang Yi's chilling expression that their boss was about to erupt. However, because the situation at Shanghai Fudan University was too complicated, they decided it was best not to cause any more trouble until they understood the school’s dynamics, lest one problem lead to another. Therefore, Xu Ming shouted loudly, "Damn it, are you going to get out of our way or not!"

"Ugh!" The students who had surrounded Yang Yi and his group suddenly seemed to regain their senses. Hearing Xu Ming's shout and his domineering tone, they paused briefly, then stepped aside.