Ouyang Ming was no fool. To survive in the foster home that disliked him for so long, he relied on being a mix of craftiness and shamelessness and, most importantly, having keen observation skills.

The other party could shave all their heads with a carving knife quickly and close to their scalps without injuring them at all, even amidst their fierce resistance. Such precise spiritual power control was definitely no lower than Grade A.

Ouyang Ming’s "decisiveness" stunned his little companions. The remaining three, with messy heads, mocked their leader’s shamelessness while their expressions quickly changed, competing to imitate him.

When it came to shamelessness, they never lost.

Su Li casually placed the carving knife against her body, and with just a flick of her skirt, Ouyang Ming and the others felt a chill run through them, grateful for their decision.

Fortunate indeed that lucky kids always have good fortunes.

To speak of fear so fresh and unconventional, they surely stood apart.

Look at what they’ve witnessed!

A frail and elegant girl stealthily had so many dangerous items hidden on her. Fortunately, they were useless in everything and were number one in admitting defeat.

The carving knife that had instantly shaved off all their hair was tied to the opponent’s calf.

At the moment she lifted her skirt, Ouyang Ming swore: he’d dig out his eyes before he dared say it—he saw a sharper, pointed knife strapped to her thigh.

Moreover, just during that action, a metallic gleam also flashed from the opponent’s sleeves and between her silky hair.

This was a damn walking arsenal, a human weapon.

Oh, mother! Indeed the world is vast; you never know how formidable little girls are until you venture outside.

Ouyang Ming and his pals exchanged a sheepish glance, and Junjie said: Facing the unpredictability of destiny head-on is what’s worthy of a fine lad.

So, you’re the boss now.

Four crisp kneeling sounds, a thud that caught Su Li off guard, startled her too.

Su Li considered herself worldly; although her experiences were all imagined in illusions, she couldn’t quite comprehend the mindset of these few little punks in front of her.

How could they just kneel so abruptly?

"I, Ouyang Lie, greetings, boss."

"I, Nangong Ming, greetings, boss."

"I, Shui Wuyu, greetings, boss."

"I, Dao Mingyi, greetings, boss."

Su Li stared dumbfoundedly at the four little punks with bright, admiring eyes surrounding her.

She felt a bit offended.

Blockheads relish dragging the enemy’s intelligence down to their level and defeating you with their rich experience.

The malign intent was evident.

Su Li felt she saw through these little punks’ malicious nature. Disdainfully, she slowly settled back into her seat.

Ouyang Lie felt a bit aggrieved by not receiving a response to his declaration, but unabashedly leaned closer, "Boss, I’m, Ouyang Lie."

His tone was as enthusiastic as if meeting a long-lost sibling.

Su Li’s expression flared briefly with realization; she finally understood where the discordant feeling came from.

Ouyang, Nangong, Shui Wu, Xuan Yuan...

These surnames really exuded overwhelming dominance.

"Your names..."

"Boss, you also think our names sound great, don’t you? They have a profoundly vintage and elegant vibe, which we painstakingly chose for ourselves."

Su Li: "Oh, you picked them yourselves, huh."

Ouyang Lie, cheery like a husky, whimsically said, "Yeah, it perfectly matches our style, doesn’t it?"

Nangong Ming regretfully stroked his shallow layer of orange hair, "We saw it in an ancient book that several millennia ago during the Original Star Calendar, these surnames and hairstyles symbolized the Nobles. They were special preparations for enrolling, like they astonished the fellow students."

Su Li: "..." You succeeded, certainly astounding both my dog and beauty eye.

Shui Wuyu: "It’s said that such retro styling led an era of trends back then; it was very cool."

With that said, Shui Wuyu secretly glared at Su Li with misty puppy eyes.

Growing long hair took quite a bit of effort for them. And all those colorful dyes, black lipsticks—they took great labor to obtain.

For these guys not favored by foster families, gathering enough money for equipment proved quite challenging.

Su Li felt speechless; perhaps she conjured up emptiness in the illusion?

In reality, was truth contrary to her memories?

How did she remember such Noble fashion being non-mainstream?

Su Li seriously examined the four little punks, observing their particularly earnest expressions, confirming they genuinely believed what they said and thought.

They truly felt their messy heads and studded clothes were retro Noble style.

Su Li: "No, you mustn’t do that style for me ever again."

Ouyang Lie exclaimed: "Boss, your taste isn’t great, huh? This nice dressing style, you think it’s not good?"

With earnest eyes, Ouyang Lie confirmed he wasn’t fooling.

Su Li oddly asked: "You really consider yourself the brightest star on the planet?"

Ouyang Lie: "Yeah, so flamboyant, right?"

A boy with a head of green hair, Shui Wuyu, echoed: "As we walked along, we garnered many admiring and amazed looks; nearly everyone’s eyes paused on us."

"We’ve never been this noticed; those people must be marvelling at our Noble temperament and brilliant attire." Xuanyuan Yi added to Shui Wuyu’s words.

Conclusion reached, these were four brain-challenged aesthetic delinquents.

Su Li found a rare glimpse of concern for her upcoming situation.

If the junkyard was full of such types, surrounded by these dignified delinquents, just imagining made one crumble.

Little did they know, thinking others had flawed wisdom, in Ouyang Lie, Nangong Ming, Shui Wuyu, Xuanyuan Yi’s eyes, Su Li was also an astoundingly speechless existence.

They too worried: was Yu Guangzhong Academy filled with these new leader type characters, boundless in future potential?

A girl with hidden weapons all over her body surely couldn’t have a normal mind.

Five mutually perceiving each other as brain abnormal fell into a bizarre period of peace, both sides temporarily living in harmony.

After entering Yunzhou territory, the suspension train suddenly accelerated a bit more.

Passing cracked earth, sparse forests, Su Li and the group finally reached the destination: Academy Station.

Once off the platform, they saw endless charred land stretching seemingly endlessly. The dim, murky sky felt like overbearing clouds pressing down hard enough to suffocate, creating a deeply oppressive and irritable sentiment.