TL: FoodieMonster007

    By the time the delinquents finally finished debating their plan to turn the tables and change the game, several hours had slipped by.

    Yeo Min smiled in satisfaction. "Perfect. Let''s go over the plan one last time. With this, we''ll be able to get our revenge on those damned hyenas."

    The four students split the roles among themselves, each taking on the task that best suited their skills.

    "Since time is short, let''s get started immediately," Hyonwon Kang said.

    Everyone nodded in agreement, their sparkling eyes and broad grins revealing just how much they were enjoying themselves.

    "We''ll meet back here tonight."

    "If this place becomes compromised, head to the second safe house."

    "Emergency contact will be via furball."

    "Remember, only death awaits traitors."

    The four exchanged solemn glances, then sped off in different directions.

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    SWOOSH!

    When the larder was empty once again, Baek Suryong emerged from the shadows.

    "...Are these damn punks planning to turn the entire academy upside down?" he grumbled. He had secretly eavesdropped on the students'' scheme and knew that if they succeeded, the school would become even more chaotic.

    Should I intervene? Even I think this is too extreme... Nah, I''ll just wait and see for now.

    The envy and harassment aimed at his five White Dragon Manor had grown excessive. His interference would only leave both sides feeling dissatisfied, like crudely stitching up a wound only for it to burst open again later.

    There was only one viable long-term solution.

    Baek Suryong stared blankly in the directions where his students had vanished. "If you guys want others to acknowledge you, then you''re just going to have to prove yourselves to them."

    Deep down, he also wanted to watch until the end to see if his students could really turn things around. After all, the enemies targeting them—especially Tang Soso, Dokgo Jun, and Bang Baekhyun—were no pushovers.

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    "No matter what the outcome, it''ll be fun to watch," he chuckled softly. It would be rewarding to see how well the students applied what they had learned in class.

    "...And someone please stop Tang Soso," he added quietly as he slipped back into the shadows.

    The heartfelt plea echoed through the empty warehouse.

    In a cramped, dark room, a single dim lantern lit up two figures seated across from each other.

    "So, you want me to forge that person''s handwriting?"

    Hyonwon Kang nodded. The man he was meeting was the former leader of Nanchang''s back alley thugs.

    "With your connections, Cheoldu-hyung, this shouldn''t be too difficult, right?" he asked.

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    "That''s true, but..." Cheoldu, the Sect Leader of the Rehabilitation Sect, examined the documents Hyonwon Kang had brought and regarded him seriously.

    Hyonwon Kang flinched. Man, his face is really scary.

    He didn''t exactly have a pretty face himself, but compared to Cheoldu, who was covered in scars from head to toe, he felt that he looked far less intimidating.

    Cheoldu raised an eyebrow. "This won''t cause any problems later, will it?"

    "Not at all. We''re not forging classified documents, just copying a certain person''s handwriting to make a few posters. There won''t be any legal issues."

    "What are you planning to write on those posters?"

    "This." Hyonwon Kang took a sheet of paper from his pocket and handed it to Cheoldu.

    After reading the contents on the paper, Cheoldu nodded and laughed, "Interesting. Fine, I''ll get you what you need within an hour."

    "How much?" Hyonwon Kang asked, pulling out his wallet. He had no intention of making Cheoldu work for free just because they were on good terms. Besides, to maintain a friendship, it was important not to owe each other anything, especially money.

    However, Cheoldu shook his head. "You don''t need to pay me."

    "But..."

    "If any news of us helping you gets out and causes trouble, my men will pay you a little visit," Cheoldu warned, licking the blade of his hatchet and grinning wickedly.

    Hyonwon Kang winced. "...Aren''t you an orthodox sect leader right now, Hyung-nim?"

    "Hehe, I just said that for the fun of it. After all, it''s been a while since we''ve received such an interesting commission."

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    Cheoldu called his underling and passed on the instructions along with the paper Hyonwon Kang had given him. There was no need for a long explanation since the Rehabilitation Sect already knew what was going on at the Azure Dragon Academy.

    "Will this even help with your situation? It doesn''t seem much different from before."

    Hyonwon Kang smirked. "This is just the beginning. Trust me, we''re going to turn the entire school upside down and inside out before you know it."

    He immediately tightened his grip on his sword while preparing for the enemy''s next strike, but the swordsman disappeared into the crowd without hesitation.

    "Watch out! There''s someone tough out there!" Bang Baekhyun shouted.

    Unfortunately, the assassin remained hidden in the crowd and struck only at vital points opportunistically amid the chaos.

    "It''s not just one. There are at least two!"

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    Distracted by the masters hidden in the crowd, Dokgo Jun and his group failed to break through the encirclement and ended up trapped.

    To make matters worse, the number of people chasing the scented pouches grew over time, as if someone had spread a rumor to attract bored flies.

    "Over there! I saw someone with a scented pouch!"

    "Dokgo Jun has several pouches!"

    "Give it to me!"

    Before long, the scuffle escalated into a massive brawl involving over a hundred people.

    CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

    Dokgo Jun and friends were flabbergasted. After swinging their swords frantically to fend off the attacks coming from every direction, they were completely spent.

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    In the end, even Dokgo Jun''s patience wore thin.

    "Arrgh! You goddamn motherfuckers!!" he cussed in a rare burst of profanity.

    Regrettably, he never suspected that the new poster could be a fake.

    While a massive brawl raged outside, a ferocious beast stealthily infiltrated the basement of the Student Council building, heading for the most secure area. Although its footsteps were completely silent, deceiving martial artists with exceptional senses and instincts was no easy feat.

    "Huh? Is that a cat?"

    "When did it come in?"

    Two students guarding the door spotted the Silver Tiger cub.

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    "Meow..." the beast purred sweetly. It had no choice but to use its last resort. It did not enjoy acting this way, but humans seemed to love it.

    The Silver Tiger dramatically splooted in front of the humans and began acting cute, begging for a belly rub. "Meow?"

    As expected, its deadly cuteness left the students dumbfounded.

    "Gasp...!"

    "Oh my god, so cute..."

    Enchanted by the tiny, snow-white Silver Tiger, the two students squatted before it and eagerly began to scratch its belly. The soft, velvety feel made their previously stern expressions melt into happy bliss.

    "Aww! Aww!"

    They were so mesmerized by the Silver Tiger that they did not notice another beast approaching from behind.

    "This is the room used for seclusion training, right?"

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    "Intru-!"

    The two student guards tried to shout, but it was too late. Ya Suhyeok grabbed their heads with his huge hands and slammed them together.

    BAM!

    The two students passed out, concussed.

    "I was sure I asked that question politely? Why did they shout and cause a commotion?" Ya Suhyeok complained as he skillfully rifled through the students'' pockets to find their keys.

    "Well done, furball," he said, giving the Silver Tiger a treat.

    "Meeeow!" The Silver Tiger munched on the jerky Ya Suhyeok had given as a reward. After finishing its meal, it hopped up and landed on Ya Suhyeok''s shoulder.

    Ya Suhyeok then flung open the heavy door of the seclusion training room. "Senior! I''ve come to rescue you!" he yelled.

    "...Suhyeok? Is that really you?" Geo Sangwoong asked weakly.

    Finally, after three days without sunlight, he slowly emerged from the darkness.

    Ya Suhyeok greeted, "You must have had a rough time... WHO ARE YOU?"

    Startled, Ya Suhyeok stepped back.

    Is this hairless creature really Senior Geo Sangwoong? He looks like a completely different person!

    Translator''s Note: That''s all for this week!