Chapter 2724

The Xisi below stared dumbfounded, took a while to come back to his senses, and poked Ling Yao beside him.

"Unbelievable, Bai Yu seems…… not to have hit him?"

Ling Yao slowly put down the ice water he hadn't drunk much of, let out a cold snort, stretched his arms, gave a half-hearted lazy stretch, suppressed the inexplicable flutter in his chest, his tone became light and frivolous again, but his eyes never left the person on stage.

"What's the use of being able to fight?"

He stood up and stepped onto the fighting stage one step at a time.

Ling Yao walked straight toward Jin Chen, who was putting on his coat, and stopped in front of him.

Jin Chen fastened the last button, lifted his eyes to look at him, and his gaze quietly became full of interest.

Ling Yao slapped Jin Chen's cheek with the back of his hand, not very politely, full of provocation and humiliation: "Didn't you hear what Bai Yu said?"

"What." Jin Chen asked.

Ling Yao leaned in, lowered his voice, with a mischievous smile.

"Here, you have no right to resist or to be dissatisfied."

"If you want to stay here peacefully, you'd better know your place and hand over what you shouldn't have…"

He hadn't finished speaking when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Jin Chen.

Jin Chen's palm was dry, warm from recent exercise, leaving Ling Yao unable to break free for a moment.

Ling Yao frowned, "You…"

The next second, Jin Chen pulled his wrist toward the right pocket of his coat.

Ling Yao's fingertips touched the familiar plush texture.

Ling Yao: "!!!"

This damn pervert is sick!

He actually keeps a doll in his pocket!

Jin Chen's fingertips also reached in, scratching the chin of the plush bear.

The shared sensation was triggered.

The feeling of being stroked transmitted to Ling Yao's nerve endings, making him shudder uncontrollably, his ears flushing red involuntarily.

Immediately after, Jin Chen's other hand rose and gently rubbed his hair.

Ling Yao's Adam's apple rolled as he lifted his eyes to glare at him.

Jin Chen slightly tilted his head, leaned close to Ling Yao's ear, his smile low and gloomy, and said slowly: "So, behave a little, you hot-tempered young master."

Ling Yao came to his senses, jerked his hand back as if scalded, retreated two steps, his handsome, defiant brows and eyes flashing with annoyance, and for a moment he couldn't speak.

【Detected villain triggering Heartbeat Value, Heartbeat Value +5, total 5!】

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Two days later in the morning, a notice issued directly by the Disciplinary Committee appeared in the personal email inboxes of all students at Asgard Academy, concerning the selection results for the new academic year's Knight Corps members.

After deliberation, Jin Chen and Ailikè of the Level 2 Special Class, and Mo Xiao of the Level 3 Ordinary Class, were selected as members of the new academic year's Knight Corps.

The so-called Knight Corps sounds impressive, but anyone with a bit of seniority in the academy knows the truth.

It's merely an entourage of F4.

Selected irregularly by those four top noble young masters, those chosen are deemed to enter the unwritten system of the Star Crown Game, obeying all its rules.

The Disciplinary Committee chairperson Ye Lian handled things with extreme efficiency; at the same time the notice was sent out, three detailed responsibility letters for the Knight Corps were delivered to the college email inboxes of Jin Chen and the two others.

Jin Chen sat at the desk in his dormitory, browsing through that responsibility letter with harsh clauses, everywhere revealing inequality and absolute obedience, his fingertips tapping a few times on the desktop.

Beside him, Ailikè's face was pallid, he slumped in his chair, his gaze scattered, feeling unwilling.

He knew better than anyone what it meant to lose Xisi's protection and fall into the Knight Corps.

It meant being stripped of all dignity, exposed to the mockery of noble students.

Jin Chen's consciousness twitched, 【Zero Egg, what is the game, explain.】

Ling Gun Gun flipped through the original plot and quickly responded.

【The Star Crown Game is a set tacitly approved by the academy's upper echelons, led by senior noble students, to regulate lower-year students and special recruitment students through an unwritten system.】

It then went on to explain in detail, 【The usual stake in the game is Star Emblem points, which are tied to family honor, directly affecting the stipend amount the academy grants, unlocking library access permissions, and even influencing course grades.】

【Losers often have to hand over the wristband representing their access rights; during this period they lose all corresponding rights, becoming invisible persons in the academy, with a status even lower than the lowest rank.】

【Hey Host, the Star Crown Game has many different events, and Knight Corps members are defaulted to participate in all game events initiated by F4, and…… usually speaking, the ending is definitely a loss.】

Jin Chen listened, then gave a sharp comment: 【Are they playing house?】

Ling Gun Gun laughed hehe for a long time, 【Host, for special recruitment students, losing could mean losing everything, even possibly endangering their lives; that Ailikè in the original plot, after losing Xisi's protection, didn't he almost die in some game?】

Jin Chen calmly: 【A brutal version of playing house.】

Ling Gun Gun then let out a burst of uncontrollable hehehehe……

The next morning.

Sunlight spilled over the rippling scenic lake.

By the lakeside stood a detached villa; this is the dormitory area exclusively for F4, its luxury said to rival the headquarters of the federal core departments.

The three newly appointed Knights arrived at the carved main gate of the villa at the designated time.

Ailikè's face was still grim, head lowered, unknown what he was thinking.

And Ink Owl was completely another demeanor, his gaze occasionally fervently fixed on that tightly closed door, constantly adjusting his collar and cuffs.

Ling Gun Gun whispered on Jin Chen's shoulder, 【Host, he is Ink Owl, completely voluntary, having paid a considerable price to squeeze into this Knight squad slot; he is a loyal, ardent pursuer of Young Master Ling Yao.】

Jin Chen scanned Ink Owl from head to toe, then quickly withdrew his gaze.

Lacking competitiveness, Jin Chen gave a light evaluation in his mind.

The villa door opened, and they entered one after another.

The living room was astonishingly spacious, with a high vaulted ceiling from which crystal chandeliers hung, and the floor was covered with expensive exotic beast pelts.

Ling Yao lounged, his posture relaxed as he sank into the curved sofa, holding a glass of red wine.

He wore a silk deep-blue shirt today, the top two buttons undone, faintly revealing his collarbones; his brows and eyes exuded an unrestrained, carefree spirit.

Ling Yao paused momentarily at Jin Chen's eternally unchanging black hat, feeling inexplicably displeased.

This damn pervert, is he allergic to air? Why does he always wear that hideous hat?