Chapter 10

Senior Year 1, Ye Yu once again stepped into this familiar yet foreign classroom.

What was familiar was that Ye Yu had studied here for nearly three years, and what was strange was that in these three years, he did not have much more, nor did he have less.

"Ah!" "Handsome!" A girl's scream broke the silence.

"This is the Senior Year 1! Who are you! What are you doing here! " Ouyang Yu's ice-cold voice made the students fall silent.

Ye Yu looked at Ouyang Yu who was standing in front of him, the legendary male Divine Academy grass, the one who once treated him like an ant, and started laughing lightly.

"You don't recognize him just like that? My name is Ye Yu, I am a student of Senior Year 1. "Also, you're blocking my way!"

Ye Yu? From the Senior Year 1? Ouyang Yu almost broke into a smile, and looked at Ye Yu provocatively, "If you want to replace him, you have to find someone with a name, Ye Yu? I still don't know what kind of B's he! "

"Oh? Then tell me, what does Ye Yu look like? "

Ye Yu took a step forward, and stared fixedly at Ouyang Yu, like a pool of deep water. As a Spirit Sword Body, an imposing aura that was unique to his rose from Ye Yu's body, and was sharp like a sword, piercing towards Ouyang Yu.

"He, he …" Ouyang Yu's eyes were wide open, her mouth agape and unable to speak. Her legs trembled, and beads of cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

At that moment, it was as though Ouyang Yu's chest was stabbed by a sharp sword.

"Can't you say it?" Then please leave! Don't lie in the middle of the road like a toad, you're annoying! " Ye Yu took another step forward with an even more imposing manner. The oppressive force caused Ouyang Yu's face to turn deathly pale, as if he was a little white rabbit who was inside the mouth of a tiger.

"Okay." Ouyang Yu's face was pale and his body was trembling. He moved mechanically, making way for them.

After Ye Yu left, only then did Ouyang Yu realize that he had subconsciously dodged, and following that, his pale white face became as gloomy as water.

Ouyang Yu did not dare to look at Ye Yu's back, and instead shouted angrily at the silent students in his class, "He is not Ye Yu, what are you all doing! Hurry and chase him out, he can't possibly be Ye Yu! "

The students looked at Ouyang Yu who had turned angry from embarrassment, then turned their heads to look at the seated Ye Yu who had turned cool from the wind, and were at a loss of what to do.

"He is Ye Yu!" Unknowingly, Han Xue's silhouette had appeared at the doorway of the classroom. Looking at Ye Yu's silhouette, the expression in his eyes was somewhat complicated.

"Han, Han Xue, how could he possibly be Ye Yu! Don't be fooled by him! " Seeing that Han Xue's gaze towards Ye Yu was strange, Ouyang Yu hurried to stop him and said.

"Ye Yu is my tablemate, I know better than you what he is like! Please get out of the way! " Han Xue frowned, went around Ouyang Yu and towards his seat.

Ouyang Yu stood behind Han Xue. Facing Ye Yu's smiling yet not smiling expression, the anger in his heart almost drove him crazy.

However, he was scared of Ye Yu just now and was even a little afraid of him, so he could only return back to his seat in anger.