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"Stop!" At this moment, a furious roar echoed. This roar was filled with incomparable majesty.

An old man walked out from the crowd.

It was the Uncle Zheng.

Hearing this voice, Yan Kun, who didn't even want his life, actually also stopped.

"Uncle Zheng." Sister Qin walked up and greeted him.

Uncle Zheng nodded, looked at Yan Kun who had a face full of resentment, and Ma Lian who had crawled up from the ground: "Hurry up and scram!"

Yan Kun clenched his teeth and quickly left with Horse-Face.

The corner of Lu Fei's mouth curved into a smile. Actually, he had already understood the meaning of Sister Qin's words to ensure that she wouldn't die.

Last night, the moment and the Sister Qin came out of the Yun Family, they had sensed that someone had been following them from afar.

Realizing that the person before him did not have any malicious intent, but seemed to be protecting him and the Sister Qin instead, Lu Fei knew that it should be the Uncle Zheng's arrangement.

It must be because Sister Qin told Uncle Zheng about Yan Kun.

And this morning, there were also people following from afar.

Lu Fei just pretended that he did not know.

He was even clear about when the Uncle Zheng came.

Uncle Zheng, just a single sentence from this Yun Family butler was enough to make Yan Kun, who had completely lost his mind, retreat.

Because Yan Kun knew that there were some things that were even scarier than life.

That was not force, but power.

As expected, it was the power of the number one clan in Ningzhou City.

Not only did Lu Fei need to maintain power like Yun Family, he also needed to make his Yun Family even stronger.

Uncle Zheng looked at Sister Qin and said, "I rushed over as soon as I received the news from Little Wang. Young Man brought me so many surprises yesterday, I didn't expect his skills to be so good."

Hearing that Uncle Zheng had praised Lu Fei again, Sister Qin was very happy, even more so than if she had praised herself.

"Since you told me to show up at such a crucial moment, I can't wait any longer." The Uncle Zheng laughed.

Sister Qin said: "Thank you Uncle Zheng, because I offended someone, I did not expect him to bring so many accidents today."

"That's right. To be honest, I almost showed up a few times already, especially when the baldy attacked. But the next second, he brought a pleasant surprise. He didn't even give me the chance to appear." Uncle Zheng laughed again.

"Young Man, what are you waiting for, come over!" Sister Qin pulled Lu Fei over.

"Good morning, Uncle Zheng."

The Uncle Zheng asked: "Lu Fei, with your skills, who did you learn it from?"

Lu Fei scratched his head and said: "I learned it from my grandfather since I was young. Grandfather told me to keep a low profile during the day, and only act when I encounter special circumstances."

"He's really low-key. I don't even know about it." Sister Qin's words carried a tinge of complaint.

Uncle Zheng laughed, "It seems that your grandfather is quite an impressive person."

Lu Fei said: "This is just a little hoodlum, to be able to beat these people is nothing."

"That's right. Then I'll teach you what your grandpa taught you. Who knows, maybe you might be able to use it in the future." Uncle Zheng patted Lu Fei's shoulder.

"Alright Uncle Zheng."

Sister Qin said: "Alright, I will go to work with Uncle Zheng. You should head back first and register at the school tomorrow. Prepare yourself."

Lu Fei watched the two of them leave.

"This kid, I can't even see through him." The Uncle Zheng sighed.

"Uncle Zheng, don't worry. I will tell you in time what he did not do properly."

The Sister Qin understood the worry behind the Uncle Zheng's praise towards Lu Fei, but she didn't know why, but compared to those decent looking people, she was more willing to believe this Young Man who had his mouth full of flowery flowers that stood up for her.

In this Young Man, there were times when those words were unbearable.

"..."

Ningjiang University, the number one academy in Jiangnan, was established in 1905 by two missionaries from the Mi Nation. Thus, the school gate still had a Chinese and Western style and even a few old teaching buildings on the campus were still classics in the field of architectural design.

After going through a hundred years of vicissitudes of life, having a deep foundation in Ningjiang University, and raising so many students to become pillars and elites of society, their returns and rewards had made this campus even more charming and powerful.

Those students who had relied on their own abilities to get here were not trash. It was just that there were some rich second generation officials who did not rely on their high marks but on their family's strong background.

This was because studying in the Ningjiang University was something that could be bought with gold. There were also some rich and powerful officials that took it for granted that if they let their disappointing children in, they would be influenced by some outstanding students and walk on the right path.

It was just that some of them had already been realized, some of them hadn't.

"The things in the school store are way too expensive! A washbasin costs over 20 yuan!"

"Yea, a thermos bottle can actually cost fifty yuan. It's way too dark."

Just as he entered the school gates, Lu Fei heard two students muttering.

In this school, there were many rich and powerful students, as well as many children from ordinary families.

This price was indeed black.

"Buddy, help me hold the clothes rack." As Lu Fei was walking, a few students suddenly came over, holding water bottles, washbasins and other daily necessities, even carrying bags of food and toilet paper. One of the boys stuffed a stack of iron clothes rack that was wrapped in plastic into Lu Fei's hands.

The group gathered around a guy with a comb on his head. A thin guy respectfully said, "Brother Huan, sister-in-law will be here soon."

The boy called Gao Huan raised his hand, "Skinny Monkey, make everyone stand still."

The boys were soon divided into two rows.

Lu Fei did not know what these people were doing. Looking at the clothes rack in his hands, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.