Chapter 42
Some rich kids still clung to their airs of nobility, planning to leisurely take their seats with their friends. But seeing the people around them rushing inside like scalpers grabbing tickets, they panicked and joined the fray.
Within five minutes, the entire high-end banquet hall was packed to the gills.
A student couldn’t help but marvel, “Even the graduation ceremony doesn’t get this many people, does it?”
This sentiment resonated with many. Was this the drawing power of the academy’s top star?
Busy scrambling for seats, no one had time to distinguish between rich kids and specially-enrolled students. Once seated, they discovered their neighbors were from a different social class.
“Yo, you came to eat the banquet, did you bring a gift for Young Master Yan?” a rich kid raised his water glass, sipping strategically to start trouble.
Immediately, another rich kid chimed in sarcastically, “Yeah, when I came in, I saw Senior Pan Ze and his lackeys registering gifts at the door. Did you give anything?”
Eating for free—no one could bring themselves to do that.
The rich kids were generous with their gifts; Yan He’s hands would be sore just from collecting them tonight.
The two specially-enrolled students at the table cursed their bad luck. They hadn’t seen clearly and sat at a table full of rich kids, and now it was too awkward to move.
“We didn’t give much money, but I gave my handwritten study notes to Yan He,” a tall, thin specially-enrolled student wearing glasses said, neither humble nor arrogant.
Everyone squinted and realized this student was no ordinary person. He frequently competed with Bai Yuzhou for the top spot in their major—a true academic tyrant. His notes were sought after by many in the academy, and some rich kids were even willing to pay a high price for them.
And he gave them to Yan He as a gift?
With this guy speaking up, the other specially-enrolled students also boldly stated what they had given.
They couldn’t compete financially, but they weren’t useless. They possessed many things the rich kids didn’t, things the rich kids couldn’t give Yan He.
As the conversation went on, many rich kids felt that while money was important, Yan He probably had plenty of it already. On the contrary, the gifts from the specially-enrolled students might actually catch Yan He’s eye.
Treacherous specially-enrolled students!
While some rich kids grumbled internally, their keen noses caught the aroma of many dishes.
Staff from Restaurant No. 10 pushed carts, beginning to serve dishes to each table.
Exquisite and delicious food was placed in the center of understatedly luxurious plates, the presentation exceptionally high-end.
With every dish served, the staff detailed what Yan He had done with the ingredients—washing vegetables, slicing meat, hand-picking the best tenderloin, and so on.
The celebrity effect reached its peak at this moment.
Everyone had come on an empty stomach, so they didn’t stand on ceremony. Chopsticks immediately reached out.
The taste was still the handiwork of Restaurant No. 10’s top chefs, but strangely enough, it really did seem to taste better?
But after all, this was a high-end restaurant, and Restaurant No. 10 never knew the concept of large portions. So—
“One piece per person, understand? Why are you grabbing? That’s my Wagyu slice! Spit it out, spit it out!”
A chubby male student next to him immediately covered his mouth, chewing and mumbling indistinctly, “No! You… aren’t you a cow? You eat your own kind?!”
“I’ll eat whatever I want!”
As dishes were served one by one, the battle intensified.
Even the rich kids who usually maintained their noble demeanor dropped their pretense and snatched food with their chopsticks.
Ling Ye, who had been arranged at a separate table for the F4, felt a slight sense of comfort. If not for the special treatment, he, whose family lived abroad, would definitely not be as skilled with chopsticks as them.
“Eh? Where’s Young Master Xu?”
As the protagonist of this banquet, Yan He was making his rounds and noticed someone missing from the F4 table in the second-floor private room.
Xu Xingchuan hadn’t taken his seat, even though Yan He had seen him heading that way just a moment ago.
Seeing that his anorexic bro Ling Ye was getting impatient, Yan He immediately went to find Xu Xingchuan.
“Holy crap, what’s going on down there?” Yun Xiao leaned against the second-floor windowsill, looking down in disbelief.
Everyone was fighting for food!
Some even transformed directly, using their massive beast forms to snatch food.
“Are you crazy? Transforming rashly for a bite of Yan He’s food? Your transformation rate is already over 80%, aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to turn back?” a friend exclaimed, seeing his buddy turn into a wild boar to grab food.
Someone at the same table cursed, “Transforming to snatch food is cheating! Don’t force me to transform too!”
The wild boar ignored them, throwing himself onto the table and gorging, his tusks long enough to pierce the table, making pig noises.
Yun Xiao frowned and cursed, “Are these people starving ghosts reincarnated? Ruining my Yan He’s first banquet? I’ll kill these morons.”
Yun Xiao’s temper flared, and he instantly transformed into a giant golden eagle, circling in the high ceiling space of Restaurant No. 10, pecking anyone who dared to cause trouble.
The power of a large raptor was self-evident. The banquet hall, which had been in a frenzy of food snatching, finally began to restore order.
Fighting violence with violence was still very effective for Yun Xiao.
The wild boar was scared witless by Yun Xiao’s golden eagle and instantly turned back into human form. His friend quickly covered his key parts with a jacket.
“Hey, he turned back so quickly? Holy crap, the rumors on the forum are true?!”
Now the food snatching became even more intense.
“I’m such a hillbilly. This kind of banquet where you can’t even get full is so expensive. I just don’t understand the elegance of high society.” Xiao Tu, a lop-eared rabbit with zero combat power, was teary-eyed because he couldn’t compete with those starving ghosts, whispering complaints in his seat.
You could only get a few bites from a plate, and for some dishes, only one bite. Of course people would fight!
Another specially-enrolled student snatched a piece of crispy lotus root and joined in the complaints: “Exactly! It’s not even as good as the ‘Ba Ba Yan’ (open-air banquet) in my village. At least every dish is filling and there’s leftovers. High-end restaurants are just an IQ tax.”
“What is this ‘Ba Ba Yan’ you’re talking about?” a rich kid at the table couldn’t help asking.
What fresh term was this? They had never even heard of it.
Seeing the rich kids at the table had no ill intentions, Xiao Tu and the others introduced the Ba Ba Yan from their village.
The rich kids were hearing about this for the first time and listened with fascination.
When Pan Ze brought his junior lackeys to maintain order, the Wild Boar Bro grabbed Pan Ze’s wrist, looking at him with longing. “Young Master Pan, can you tell Yan He to hold a Ba Ba Yan next time?”
“Yeah, what kind of crappy restaurant is this? Flashy but useless!”
“I also support holding a Ba Ba Yan! We don’t need class, just large portions!”
“…”
Quite a few people around them agreed. The manager of Restaurant No. 10 turned green.
Holy crap, what kind of plot twist is this?
Ba Ba Yan?
Is a Ba Ba Yan worthy of being on the same level as a top luxury restaurant?
Outside was noisy, but the end of the corridor was much quieter. A sliver of moonlight fell through the window, carrying a hint of chill.
Wu Saiqi stood there respectfully. “Young Master Xu.”
Xu Xingchuan looked out the window with a smile, too lazy to turn his head. “President Wu, you’ve collected quite a bit in dues recently. Living the good life for a while now?”
Wu Saiqi’s face was full of embarrassment. “No, no.”
Xu Xingchuan asked with a smile, “Is that so? Then why did I hear you bought a sports car worth tens of millions, to be shipped into the academy tomorrow?”
A specially-enrolled student wanting to drive a multi-million dollar sports car—one can imagine what he did. Not everyone is Yan He.
Wu Saiqi stammered, not knowing how to answer. This Young Master Xu was not only the leader of the Beast God Cult but also the Student Council President. His information was exceptionally current.
“Don’t be so nervous, I can understand you.” Xu Xingchuan turned his head and smiled, his slender fingertips tapping lightly on Wu Saiqi’s shoulder in the moonlight.
“It’s hard for anyone to resist the temptation of money.”
Wasn’t Yan He the same?
Hearing this, Wu Saiqi finally relaxed a bit. Right, he wasn’t wrong. He had climbed to the peak of the specially-enrolled students; wasn’t he allowed to enjoy it?
“But what about after you graduate?”
This question instantly stumped Wu Saiqi. As the president of the Specially-Enrolled Student Association at Bestia, he enjoyed too many privileges. Unless he stayed at the academy forever.
But human stamina is always limited. Eventually, a new Wolf King would replace the old one, and everything he had now would be gone.
The thought made Wu Saiqi feel cold all over.
From frugality to luxury is easy; from luxury to frugality is hard. He never wanted to go back to the days when everyone looked down on him, bullied him, and he was stumped by a single penny.
Xu Xingchuan’s voice was soft, naturally seductive: “Do something for me, and whether you graduate or stay at Bestia, the Xu family will protect you.”
This undoubtedly hit Wu Saiqi’s weak spot, his deepest desire.
Wu Saiqi felt nervous. “Young Master Xu, what do you want me to do?”
“I recall the previous Specially-Enrolled Student Association president left the association’s Beast God Ring in the academy’s Discipline Room. Use your status as the current president to retrieve that ring and give it to me. I want to offer it to Lord Beast God on his birthday.”
Xu Xingchuan’s tone remained gentle, but carried an unquestionable command.
Upon hearing this request, Wu Saiqi’s face instantly turned deathly pale.
He never expected this request. He couldn’t do it.
Legend had it that when Bestia was founded, the ethereal Beast God had a statue for the Beast God Cult and a ring, as if the two classes each held a precious item to maintain balance.
But to get that ring representing status, one not only had to be the president of the Specially-Enrolled Student Association but also have the ability to enter the Discipline Room.
Wu Saiqi had always been criticized for not having that ring, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned and didn’t care.
The Discipline Room was a place where even He Ting of the F4 would lose a layer of skin. Him? He didn’t want to, and he didn’t dare.
As the money in his hands and the status under his feet grew more and more solid, it made him fearful of moving forward.
Just then, following the dramatic plot development, a slight noise came from the corner of the corridor where the two were chatting, startling them both.
Wu Saiqi instantly straightened up, shouting sternly, “Who is it?!”
Before Xu Xingchuan could speak, Wu Saiqi lunged toward the source of the sound, grabbing the intruder by the collar and dragging him to the end of the corridor.
Yan He looked at the smiling Xu Xingchuan in the moonlight with a bitter expression. “If I said the noise just now wasn’t me, would you believe it?”
Wu Saiqi had anger with nowhere to vent and immediately roared, “I believe you my ass! You kid are up to no good!”
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