"Alright, stop asking about him."
"Focus on controlling your Fire Element Star Particles. There isn't much time left this semester."
"If your final exam results are mediocre, you'll be assigned to a regular class."
"And then the resources of the advanced class won't have anything to do with you."
Tang Yue cut off his curiosity and reminded him to put in the effort. At this point, she still didn't know that Mo Fan could already release Lightning Element magic.
"Alright…"
Mo Fan scratched his head.
He knew Tang Yue meant well—otherwise, she wouldn't keep reminding him like this.
But he couldn't reveal his Lightning Element.
Much less admit that he had already mastered Lightning magic.
That would make him stand out too much.
He might even be suspected of having ties to the Black Vatican.
But it didn't matter.
His Fire Element Star Particles were almost under control anyway.
If he pushed hard until the finals, he still had a very good chance of releasing magic.
Still, being in an environment where he couldn't freely display his magic was truly frustrating.
Before he could fully snap out of it, that familiar, irritating voice drilled straight into his ears.
"Mo Fan, even if you pretend to work hard, it's useless."
"Face reality—going back to driving is your true destiny."
Zhao Kunsan's eyes were filled with mockery.
He wished Mo Fan would just drop out and go home.
Seeing that face every day made him feel uncomfortable.
If it weren't for this guy messing around and having warped ideas, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
Their family wouldn't have been dragged down.
He wouldn't have ended up so miserable.
So whenever he got the chance, he never held back.
He mocked Mo Fan viciously, hoping he'd break and drop out on his own.
That was the outcome Zhao Kunsan most wanted to see.
Mo Fan flared up with anger—but quickly suppressed it.
Arguing with him was pointless.
It was always like this.
He was almost used to it by now.
Speaking of which, this guy was pitiful too.
He'd been affected just because Mo Fan had contact with the Mu Clan's "little princess."
But what did that have to do with him?
Yet Zhao Kunsan barked at him every single day.
"Seeing you so happy being a dog really puts me at ease."
Mo Fan grinned openly, his gaze full of contempt for someone who knelt and couldn't stand back up.
"Heh, sure, I'm happy."
"But what about you?"
"You're worse than a dog!"
"Your family is nothing but a stray dog kicked out by the Mu Clan!"
"And you still come back wagging your tail, begging for scraps!"
"It makes me sick just watching!"
"As a stray dog, you don't even know who you are."
"Always dreaming of chasing a swan, dragging us into your mess."
"Tell me—why are you even alive?"
"Why don't you just go die already?"
Zhao Kunsan grew increasingly agitated, his words vicious.
He didn't even bother hiding the fact that he was a dog raised by the Mu Clan.
He wanted to pour out all the resentment bottled up inside him.
Mo Fan was so angry he laughed.
He knew his own family's situation.
Being able to enter a magic high school really was thanks to the Mu Clan—after his father begged endlessly.
His fists clenched.
He hated it.
But he also understood reality.
Without the Mu Clan's help, he really would've had nothing to do with magic.
That only deepened his hatred toward the Mu Clan.
But whatever his former self did with the Mu Clan's little princess wasn't his doing.
And the more it was like this, the more determined he was to snatch that "little cabbage" away.
As someone from another world, his dignity didn't allow him to retreat like this.
Kneeling and calling others "master" was worse than killing him.
He wasn't the same as people in this world.
In his previous life, he had no choices—but he could lie flat.
In this world, he couldn't lie flat.
And he wasn't allowed to.
"What you don't dare do, I dare."
"What you can't do, I'll do."
"You just stay kneeling and watch how I turn things around."
After spitting those words out, Mo Fan stopped paying attention to that servant who only knew how to mock him.
He'd rather spend the time controlling Star Particles.
"Hahahaha…"
"You?"
"Trying to die faster, are you? Good, good…"
Zhao Kunsan felt a surge of pleasure.
He was afraid this guy wouldn't court death.
Now that things wouldn't implicate them anymore, just imagining what was coming made him happy.
The argument naturally drew attention from nearby students.
But once they saw it was these two again, no one found it strange.
Since enrollment, this had happened countless times.
Unless they actually fought, it wasn't anything new.
Not far away, Mu Bai also felt a surge of satisfaction.
As long as that annoying person was unhappy, he was happy.
Having Zhao Kunsan constantly mess with Mo Fan's mindset would naturally interfere with his cultivation speed.
When the one-year period ended, Mo Fan would be kicked out of school.
A perfect script.
Just like history repeating itself—how their family had been expelled from the Mu Clan's manor.
He truly didn't want to see this person anymore.
Especially that unbearable expectation in his heart—
The Mu Clan's little princess was only worthy of them.
Mo Fan's existence was an eyesore.
If this guy didn't live on campus long-term, Mu Bai would've already hired someone to beat him up.
Unfortunately, there had never been a chance.
Nearby, Monkey saw his big brother Mo Fan being mocked again by Mu Bai's lapdog.
Anger rose in his chest, but there was nothing he could do.
From a distance, Tang Yue watched the scene and couldn't help but sigh.
Wang Teng's intelligence had allowed him to avoid most troubles and devote himself fully to cultivation.
Mo Fan, on the other hand, was trapped in constant conflict.
She'd heard the cause was that he had eloped with the Mu Clan's little princess—triggering a cascade of trouble.
As the eye of the storm, that Mu Clan girl was a magnet for chaos.
Wherever she went, messy affairs followed.
She herself wasn't the problem.
The people around her were.
If Mo Fan didn't have a cheat-like advantage, the outcome was already predictable.
"Similar backgrounds, yet completely different paths…"
"One plans before acting, one is flamboyant."
"One's wings are beginning to grow, the other is still lying low."
"Fate really is fascinating…"
Tang Yue was filled with emotion.
She had only been in this remote city for a short time, yet she'd already encountered two such interesting lives.
"Compared to Mo Fan's straightforward purity, Wang Teng's depth is far more unsettling."
A trace of unease surfaced deep in Tang Yue's eyes.
Even now, she didn't know whether helping Wang Teng was the right choice.
She had chased the Black Vatican for a long time and understood their methods well—
Hiding behind the scenes, stirring chaos, leaving others helpless.
Wang Teng, through his own wisdom, had achieved something humanity had long pursued—
Possessing the power of demon beasts.
This achievement was truly shocking.
Though it hadn't yet displayed its brilliance, everyone knew that once revealed, it would shake the world.
If Wang Teng were to fall into darkness, he might be even more terrifying than the Black Vatican itself.
Tang Yue hurriedly shook her head.
She couldn't think about it anymore.
This matter had to be buried deep in her heart—it was already decided.
If it was wrong…
Then she would continue being wrong.
As someone who had helped Wang Teng take flight, perhaps in the future she would need to act as the balancing force in between.
Of course, she also hoped everything would move in a positive direction.
That way, life would be easier for everyone.