Chapter 67: Volume 1 Chapter 67 Violent Alpha x Soft Omega (7) Major Revision

"I don't blame you." Jing Cang, who had never comforted anyone before, was somewhat anxious, his low, hoarse voice cold and tense.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi suddenly lifted her eyes, seeing no trace of self-reproach or distress, she smiled and asked: "Really?"

Jing Cang paused slightly: ". Really."

Jiang Zhi hastily wiped the tears from her eyes, glanced down at the time, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly grabbed the bag on the chair and walked out.

"It's so late, I still have to go back and hand in my report; let's go back." She walked to the door, seeing the youth not moving, she asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

Jing Cang's unfathomable dark eyes fell on the girl's face, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if smiling: "Not crying anymore?"

He seemed to have been deceived by her. Up to now, no one had ever dared to fool him.

The girl smiled softly and genuinely, with a touch of coyness: "I'm not crying."

Hehe, she was pretending.

Jing Cang watched her smile, strode forward, stopped in front of her, his long fingers involuntarily pinched her jade-like chin, his deep black eyes as dark as a swamp.

"Smile again."

Jiang Zhi blinked blankly, the pain in her jaw made her eyes redden; in her blurry vision, the youth's expression was terrifying, as if he wanted to break her apart and devour her.

"It hurts…"

The girl's skin was naturally delicate; even a slight force would leave a clear, visible mark.

Jing Cang's expression withdrew, as usual aloof, he moved his fingers away and said lightly: "Go back."

Jiang Zhi: Truly a villain, acting up anytime, anywhere.

——

They arrived at the dormitory building entrance.

The youth's tall, pine-like slender figure drew many glances; this area was all freshmen housing, and few people knew Jing Cang.

Alphas are ranked; an SSS-rank Alpha like the villain Jing Cang is extremely rare at the school. He is practically a walking perfect male god.

But few dared to stop and ask for contact; this Alpha's aura was terrifying like a silent tide, and even his unreleased pheromones carried immense pressure and suppression.

Jing Cang's narrow eyes glinted with a faint scorching light, he spoke concisely: "Two meals."

Jiang Zhi pointed her jade-like fingertip at herself and said helplessly: "Do I look like someone who would weasel out?"

Jing Cang: "Yes."

Having blocked him so easily, what else couldn't she do?

Jiang Zhi: "……" A grudge-holding man.

It's just two meals.

She sighed, acquiescing: "Okay, rest assured, I won't renege; tomorrow I'll treat you to both meals."

After speaking, she suddenly thought of something and quickly added: "However, this time I'll choose the place."

Otherwise it would be like today, where the cost of a meal could buy a spaceship—ridiculously expensive.

Most importantly, each dish had just a few morsels, not enough to stuff between her teeth.

Jing Cang lazily raised an eyebrow, leisurely gave an "uh" and left.

——

The team formation issue was urgent.

Early the next morning, Rong Qingzhou approached her to discuss team formation.

Rong Qingzhou is an Alpha, his rank reaching S; someone like him had no need to come looking for a mere B+ Beta like her.

Not only did she think so, but everyone else did as well.

Among the freshmen, Rong Qingzhou, whether by rank or his Alpha status, could join a better team.

Jiang Zhi wanted to be a salted fish and politely declined Rong Qingzhou's invitation.

Rong Qingzhou didn't give up: "What makes you not want to be on the same team as me?"

Jiang Zhi thought for a moment, smiled apologetically: "My rank isn't high; being on the same team as you would hold you back."

If they teamed up, to earn more points they would naturally take on dangerous missions.

But Jiang Zhi's abilities were weak, and she was an Omega pretending to be a Beta; teaming with him would just be delivering dishes, wouldn't it?

Rong Qingzhou chuckled lightly, his blue eyes warm and elegant: "Your rank isn't low; if we team up, the missions we take would be medium-plus, I've done those before and have some experience, so you wouldn't drag me down. It would also let me hone my abilities."

Jiang Zhi was somewhat swayed by his words, lightly biting her lip as she hesitated, when a figure appeared before her.

"Let's eat."

The youth's tall, stalwart figure blocked all the sunlight, leaving only a shadow that enveloped her.

Only then did Jiang Zhi realize it was already noon, and she needed to invite Jing Cang to eat.

"Jing Cang, wait a moment." After speaking, she pointed to Rong Qingzhou behind her and said: "I still have something to say to him."

Jing Cang's long fingertips curled around a strand of her black hair at her shoulder, his low voice devoid of emotion: "Your team registration, I've submitted it."

Jiang Zhi gasped before she could speak, then heard the youth continue: "Be on my team."

Her head was pounding; she had been torn about whether to team with the S-rank Rong Qingzhou, but now she had no choice at all.

It had already been submitted and couldn't be withdrawn; she could only team with Jing Cang.

Standing aside, Rong Qingzhou's usually gentle eyes suddenly sank, his peripheral vision catching the sudden arrival of Jing Cang, he spoke with a tone that sounded somewhat downcast:

"Student Jiang, I didn't know you had already teamed up with someone; I'm sorry for abruptly disturbing you.

I've always wanted to team with you; last night I was so anxious I barely slept, afraid you'd refuse, I hesitated for a long time before coming to you, hoping you could forgive me."

A sentence tinged with two parts grievance, three parts desolation, five parts sorrow fell into her ears.

Jiang Zhi stared for several seconds, unable to come back to herself, blankly gazing in Rong Qingzhou's direction.

Jing Cang's eyelids twitched slightly, he gave Rong Qingzhou a cold glance, and said nothing.

Upon meeting the dark-haired youth's gloomy gaze, Rong Qingzhou's face grew even paler, resembling his silver-white hair, so pallid it seemed transparent and about to vanish.

He lowered his head, silver-white short hair falling to cover his eyes, casting a faint shadow, giving an impression of pity and fragility.

"Sorry, maybe I made Senior Jing angry. It's not his fault; everyone thinks I'm a monster, this white hair of mine is no different from a monster's. He might be prejudiced against me, I can understand."

Jing Cang, who hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end: "Do you want to die?"

He had never before wanted to kill someone as much as he does now.

Jiang Zhi stepped in between them first, intercepting the impending battle.

"All right!" she said, her dark eyes focused and earnest: "It's fine, we three can form a team; although I registered the team alone, adding another person is also fine."

Rong Qingzhou's brows relaxed and he smiled.

Jing Cang stared at her gloomily.

"Not allowed!"

Jiang Zhi standing beside him was startled by his voice, took two steps back, her raven-black long lashes fluttered suddenly, her lips turned pale: "... if you don't want to, you can, you can withdraw."

Her words grew softer and softer, like a mosquito's buzz.

Obviously there's no problem with three people forming a team.

Jing Cang's ferocity lurking in the shadows reflected the wavering light, as he struggled to suppress the emotions deep inside.

Finally shifting to the face of the girl who was somewhat afraid of him, upon meeting his gaze her complexion turned slightly pale, and her intertwined whitened fingertips tightened a bit.

"Jing Cang..." after a long silence with no reply, she couldn't help but call out softly.

After a moment, Jing Cang spoke slightly coldly: "... eat."

He knew very well that if he killed Rong Qingzhou now, it would frighten the girl, cause fear.

Wait a bit longer.

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Jiang Zhi, having spent a few days with him, heard the sound and chuckled lightly.

She knew the hot-tempered youth had compromised.

"All right." She also didn't press him hard, turning her head to Rong Qingzhou: "Let's go eat, see you tomorrow, classmate Rong~"

Rong Qingzhou watched them walk farther and farther away; the smile at the corners of his lips faded, leaving a chill as if immersed in a cold pool.

"She is mine."

"He will not allow anyone to take her away."

"Soon……"

"When the time is ripe, Jing Cang, you too shall die."

"——"

After leaving school, they went to a noodle shop.

Various noodles, affordable prices, mainly because it's close to the school; she found it soon after navigating.

Jing Cang had never been to such a place; his tall, slender figure standing in the shop seemed rather out of place.

The noodle shop owner was afraid of him, trembling as he approached to hear their order.

After Jiang Zhi finished ordering, she saw him still unmoving, eyes lowered, looking at the menu.

"Are you not ordering?" she asked, puzzled.

When hungry, Jing Cang always just drank nutrient solution, rarely eating these staples; he wasn't enthusiastic about them, or rather, indifferent.

He ultimately ordered a bowl of beef noodle soup.

He had tried beef-flavored nutrient solution before; it wasn't bad.

While Jiang Zhi waited for the meal, the sound of news playing on a TV hanging in the air reached her ears.

"The second son of the Zhang family was killed last night at the Linyuan Restaurant…… the death scene was brutal……"

"Linyuan Restaurant? That wasn't the place we ate yesterday, was it?"

Jiang Zhi turned her head, wanting to see clearly the victim's image on the news, but as she lifted her eyes, the TV screen went dark.

Jing Cang sitting opposite her held the remote, his eyes inscrutable.

"Eat."

Jiang Zhi thought that was right; watching such deathly news while eating really affects appetite, so she turned back and took two sips from her tea cup.

"Do not come into contact with Rong Qingzhou." He suddenly said.

The girl's eyes blurred from the steam of the hot tea, and she murmured unconvinced: "He's not a bad person..."

Jing Cang's stern eye corners, traced by faint light, twitched slightly as he let out a soft scoff: "How bad does one have to be to count as a bad person?"

Given Rong Qingzhou's situation—unfavored, with a head of otherworldly silver hair—surviving in the palace to this day is akin to crawling out of a pile of human bones; not only is he a person, even his soul is dark.

Jiang Zhi cautiously glanced at his face, hesitated a moment, then said: "But he's not bad in front of me."

Saying that, she added: "Jing Cang, are you overthinking?"

Jing Cang: "……"

He also didn't want to explain too much to the foolish girl Omega; she lives under the bright sun and shouldn't be exposed to any darkness.

At that moment the noodle shop owner brought over two bowls of noodles, steaming hot, the aroma wafting.

Jiang Zhi couldn't wait to start eating, but before she had taken two bites, an incident occurred.

A group of black-clad people descended from the hovering airship, walking in neat formation to stand before Jing Cang.

"Young master, the old master's birthday banquet tonight requires your appearance."

Jing Cang didn't lift his eyelids even a bit: "Get lost."

The black-clad individuals were specially trained, but they all knew they were no match for Jing Cang, so they had investigated carefully beforehand.

"Young master, if you don't go, I can only take this lady away."

Although they could not defeat Jing Cang, they still had the ability to take away the girl.