*P.S. The previous foreign challenger's name wasn't ideal, so it has been changed to Lucas.*

...

"Asking me to secure the situation?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Li Hecai with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Young Master Qin, I deserve ten thousand deaths!" Li Hecai THUDDED to his knees, kowtowing several times with resounding thumps. "It was my reckless folly that caused me to lose my manners. I should be begging you to take a look! If it comes to you needing to step in and teach Lucas a lesson, I'm willing to offer one million US dollars as an appearance fee!"

"A high school principal who can casually produce one million US dollars, tsk tsk." Qin Heng glanced coldly at Li Hecai and said, "Don't do anything heinous, or I'll make you regret it!"

"Yes, yes, absolutely!" Li Hecai hurriedly nodded, terrified that Qin Heng, if displeased, would dismiss him from his position as principal.

Seeing Qin Heng was about to leave the VIP room, Li Hecai rose, intending to open the door for him.

"Kneel! Did I say you could get up?" Qin Heng snorted coldly, opened the door himself, and walked out.

SLAM!

Li Hecai knelt on the ground again, drenched in cold sweat, feeling as if he were about to collapse.

However, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. My heavens, that formidable young master has finally left; I must be extra careful in the future!

With that thought, Li Hecai looked at Chen Feng, who lay unconscious on the ground. His anger flared anew. He ran over, kicked Chen Feng twice, and cursed, "Damn it! It's all your fault, you idiot! You nearly made me offend Young Master Qin! Just wait for death! You beast!!"

...

The sun hung high at midday, shining brilliantly.

When Qin Heng left the VIP room, it was the lunch break.

At this time, most students would be in their classrooms for self-study, reviewing lessons or working on practice problems in preparation for next year's college entrance examination.

Chu Yun, however, stood under a large tree below the teaching building, looking around as if waiting for someone.

She brushed her bangs to the sides. Her forehead was beaded with fine sweat, her expression anxious, as she murmured softly, Why hasn't Qin Heng come back yet? Could something really have happened to him? Could the principal be giving him trouble? Should I call my family? Perhaps they could help...

"Ah! My beautiful miss, are you waiting for your Prince Charming?" Suddenly, a voice with a strange accent called out, its tone exceedingly frivolous.

A tall young man, over 1.8 meters and well-proportioned, approached. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a handsome, sharply defined face. A slight smile played on his lips, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at Chu Yun, like a predator eying its prey.

Behind him followed two burly men in black suits and sunglasses, their expressions stern—clearly, they were his bodyguards.

This was a school, yet this foreign student had actually brought bodyguards!

When Chu Yun saw the three approaching, she felt as if the sunlight before her was suddenly obscured. Her breath caught, her body tensed, and she instinctively took a step back. "Who... who are you?"

She had never been good at interacting with strangers. In Year Three, Class 2, Qin Heng was the only person she was familiar with.

Now, suddenly faced with three strangers—foreigners, at that—her heart inexplicably panicked. If not for the fear of appearing rude, she would have turned and fled immediately.

"My name is Lucas," the young man said, his smile as dazzling as sunlight. He produced a beautifully crafted gold bracelet. "I am Apollo, come to the Mortal World in search of my beloved Daphne. Beautiful miss, this is an A-rank piece, 'Daphne's Golden Bracelet,' from my family's jewelry store. It's valued at five hundred and twenty thousand US dollars. Please, accept it."

In Greek mythology, stemming from tales of the Roman era, the Sun God Apollo, struck by Cupid's arrow, fell madly in love with a mortal princess named Daphne.

"What are you doing?" Chu Yun retreated another step, shaking her head repeatedly. "Please take it back. I don't know you, and I can't accept your gift."

With that, she turned to leave.

This foreigner is truly too strange, offering such an expensive gift upon first meeting—he must have ulterior motives!

However, just as Chu Yun turned, she felt the sunlight before her blocked again. The two bodyguards in black, who had been standing behind Lucas, had, without her noticing, moved to stand right in front of her, blocking her path.

"Beautiful Miss, why do you refuse?" Lucas asked, a faint smile on his handsome face as he drew close to Chu Yun. "No one has ever refused me."

"This is a school! What do you think you're doing?" Chu Yun was somewhat panicked. She desperately wanted to run, to call for help, but at this time, there wasn't a single other person around!

"Indeed, this is a school, but it's a Chinese school," Lucas said faintly, tilting his head back slightly, his face full of arrogance.

"If you come any closer, I'll call the police!" Chu Yun clutched her collar, continuing to back away. She was at a loss, her heart crying out: Qin Heng, where are you? Why haven't you returned yet?

"Hahaha!" Lucas laughed.

"Is that so?" a cool, indifferent voice sounded.

"Qin Heng!" Chu Yun recognized the newcomer's voice and turned her head, overjoyed.

"It's alright now." Qin Heng walked to Chu Yun's side, gently patted her shoulder, then glanced at Lucas and said coolly, "Colored eyes and foreign hair—such uncivilized barbarians. Why have you come here?"

"To defeat you trash who fancy yourselves a 'Celestial Empire'," Lucas retorted, looking at Qin Heng with contempt. He then threw the gold bracelet on the ground and sneered, "Chinaman, kneel and pick it up. This bracelet is worth five hundred and twenty thousand US dollars. Pick it up, and it's yours."

"Chu Yun, don't bother with these uncivilized barbarians. They're ignorant. Perhaps seeing such a beautiful girl like you has driven them mad," Qin Heng said, comforting Chu Yun with a smile, pointedly ignoring Lucas.

However, while comforting Chu Yun, his hand, hidden in his trouser pocket, stealthily produced a gleaming silver pocket watch. He gave it a slight flick, and it reflected the sunlight onto Lucas's face.

This caused Lucas's pupils to contract sharply. He glanced at the pocket watch, his expression darkening. After shooting Qin Heng a fierce look, he ordered his two bodyguards, "Let's go!"

Then he turned and left.

"Yes, Young Master!" The two bodyguards nodded, one of them bending down to retrieve the gold bracelet.

Lucas's face turned green with rage as he watched this.

After they had walked some distance, one bodyguard, still resentful, muttered, "Young Master, why did we leave? Why not continue humiliating that Chinaman?"

"Do you know what that pocket watch he pulled from his pocket was?" Lucas glared at the bodyguard. "That's a supreme pocket watch of the British royal family, from two hundred years ago. It was auctioned in London a week ago. The buyer was a mysterious Chinese man."

"A supreme pocket watch of the British royal family!?" The bodyguard gasped, exclaiming in shock, "How much must that be worth?"

"The final auction price was six million US dollars!" Lucas gritted his teeth. "That's about forty million in Chinese Yuan!"

Compared to that, the golden bracelet he'd used to show off his wealth—worth a mere five hundred and twenty thousand US dollars—was utter trash! And he'd been so smug about it just moments ago! Looking back now, it was absolutely laughable!!

Damn those Chinamen!

Lucas roared internally, This afternoon, I'll beat you worthless dogs until you squeal like pigs!!