Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

By the time Zhou Yuwen dropped Li Shiqi off at the dormitory, it was already 7:40, and he had an appointment with Zhao Hao, the distributor from Jin Ken College, at 8:00. Given the time, Zhou Yuwen didn't wait for Liu Shuo and the others and simply went over by himself.

After all, Zhou Yuwen was already thirty years old, and his thoughts were fundamentally different from those of the younger crowd. Honestly, Zhou Yuwen had never thought there would be any physical altercation, let alone a fight. To Zhou Yuwen, it seemed like just another business conflict; clearing things up would suffice.

He hadn't expected these youngsters to be so reckless.

When Zhao Hao saw Zhou Yuwen arriving alone, he was stunned for a moment, thinking, "Is this kid really that bold?"

Zhou Yuwen himself was stunned when he saw two tables of people gathered around the entrance of the barbecue stall, thinking, "No way, there are tattoos? Is this really a university town?"

Parked at the entrance of the stall was a row of motorbikes, and there were about seventeen or eighteen kids at the two tables, riding them. Most of them had black hair, but a few had weird hairstyles, and one or two had tattoos on their arms.

There were both men and women, indulging in gluttonous eating and drinking, downing beers and boasting loudly.

From a distance, he could hear someone shouting, "Who the hell is tired of living! Daring to steal from Brother Hao's business!"

In that moment, Zhou Yuwen suddenly realized that he wasn't thirty years old; he felt as if he was just eighteen again. Damn, were these gang types actually going to start a fight?

But Zhou Yuwen was still composed.

He had already come all this way.

He found a small table at the corner to sit down. The waitress at the barbecue stall, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old and very plain-looking, probably brought out to earn business by her elder brother from the village, sported a ponytail. She approached with a notebook and asked Zhou Yuwen what he wanted to eat.

Zhou Yuwen said, "Start with a plate of peanuts, and bring me a bottle of beer."

"Is that all?"

"Mhm."

"Oh." The young girl remained very modest, and she didn't show any displeasure despite the small order from Zhou Yuwen. It's hard making money out there. Seeing that Zhou Yuwen was not much older, she even grabbed an extra handful of peanuts for him and got him a chilled beer.

So, Zhou Yuwen slowly poured himself a beer and methodically ate the peanuts.

By then, Zhao Hao and Zhou Yuwen had locked eyes, but looking at Zhou Yuwen's demeanor, Zhao Hao couldn't quite get a handle on him yet.

And the group of brothers he had brought along continued to drink and boast.

Their brags were all about how everyone in Xianlin would recognize them by the name—everyone knows who I am, they claimed.

"Damn, if we really can't come to an agreement later, I'll just go up and kick him!" The one with medium-length hair was the most arrogant, a real ruffian.

Right then, someone beside him pointed out, "Isn't that the guy who is stealing from Brother Hao?"

"?" The guy with yellow hair was stunned for a moment, then started to walk toward Zhou Yuwen.

But Zhao Hao stopped him, suggesting not to be impulsive.

"What do you mean not to be impulsive, Brother Hao, leave it to me!"

The yellow-haired guy shrugged off his hand and strutted over. As he did, the people at his table all followed, a dozen of them moving together which imposed a great pressure. Zhou Yuwen might not even feel nervous if he hadn't known about their background, but he couldn't show any timidity now.

The yellow-haired guy slammed the table, "Are you the one stealing my Brother Hao's business?"

What happened that night is hard to describe in words. Zhou Yuwen had really not wanted to fight, but the guy with yellow hair seemed like his brain was filled with water, persistently causing a fuss in front of him—damn, his brain seemed off.

He even held a beer bottle while pointing at Zhou Yuwen and said the matter couldn't be settled without two thousand yuan.

Zhou Yuwen really hadn't wanted to fight, but the yellow-haired guy's demeanor was seriously annoying.

Zhou Yuwen even said, "Don't point the beer bottle at me."

The yellow-haired guy retorted, "I'll point the beer bottle at you, so what?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yuwen had kicked out.

It was said that even Zhou Yuwen, who hadn't been reborn, was always into sports at the age of eighteen. Zhou Yuwen's academic performance wasn't great, but he had a natural talent for athletics and kept up with basketball and swimming.

As previously mentioned, at eighteen, Zhou Yuwen felt he could break through the heavens.

He had boundless energy all over his body, and after being reborn, this unreleased energy was even more pent up inside him, like an energy about to explode, and the look of the blond punk really bothered Zhou Yuwen.

So with that kick, the blond guy was completely knocked down, and he was stunned.

The people nearby were also stunned.

Zhao Hao just wanted to bring people over to boost the morale; he hadn't planned on starting a fight.

But now...

"Damn it!" someone couldn't sit still anymore, feeling that his brother had been hit, they had to regain face.

"You motherfucker! Who dares to touch my Brother Zhou!"

At that moment, a loud shout came from Liu Shuo in the distance.

Then everyone saw, one by one, figures walking over from afar.

The scene was truly shocking.

The little girl hiding at the distant barbecue restaurant would never forget this moment. At first, she just thought those delinquents were bullying a college student, but the scene that followed, every time the little girl talked about it with someone, she would think back to this night with great admiration.

One after another, burly and sturdy young men stood behind Zhou Yuwen.

The very first chubby one was incredibly fierce: "Damn it! What's this? Bringing so many people means looking for a fight!?"

"Fighting is something I've never been afraid of!" Liu Shuo said with an annoyed look, and after speaking, he fiercely spat on the ground.

And the people around Zhao Hao were actually a bit panicked when they saw others gathering around. In total, there were only about a dozen of them, both men and women, that Zhao Hao somehow gathered.

After all, they were all in college, who actually mixes with the society?

But looking at Zhou Yuwen's side, damn, it was really frightening, at least seventy people, and those walking in the front were all broad-shouldered, burly men.

What background does Zhou Yuwen have?!

Damn! Isn't he a college student, how come he's so involved with the underworld.

Liu Shuo hadn't actually planned to bring so many people; he thought thirty would be enough, considering not all college classmates knew each other well, but when he went from one dormitory to another rallying them, saying, "Let's go, I'm treating you to a barbecue."

Liu Shuo hadn't really thought about fighting either, as everyone had experienced the scenario of just making up the numbers back in high school, basically, just tag along and blend in, so he got the whole class of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering mobilized.

At that moment, the next-door dormitory class of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering Two became curious, "Bro, what are you guys up to?"

Seeing the class president from Class Two across from him, Liu Shuo's eyes lit up: "Hey, bro, do you want to come to a barbecue? It's on me!"

Liu Shuo made it very clear, it wasn't about fighting. They were all adults, what was there to fight about; it was just about making up the numbers.

"Let's go, let's go! Time for barbecue!"

"Brother Fat is treating, it's foolish not to eat. Let's go, let's go!" The class president from next door was a straightforward guy, damn, it's just making up the numbers. Eating a free meal of barbecue, benefitting the classmates.

And just like that, one after another.

Together, the two classes gathered over seventy people.

Now, Liu Shuo walked in front, definitely feeling triumphant!

He had never organized such a massive show of force in all his years.