C3 Returning to St Peter

The next day, Chu Yang discovered that the company Master Meng had generously gifted him was actually an elite training facility masquerading as a private school. It served as a feeder military academy, supplying the Meng family with a steady stream of capable and malleable talent.

Saint Peter School of Commerce—wasn't that the very place where he and his sister's nightmare began in his previous life?

To the outside world, it was a prestigious institution shaping the future business leaders. Only the elite offspring of government officials and the wealthy could secure a spot, and not just any from their ranks. The school was selective, focusing on student quality and its own long-term development. Each year, it would recruit a few exceptional students from across the nation. Those who earned their place through academic achievement not only received a tuition waiver but were also assured a bright future post-graduation.

Once, to ease the future burden on their parents, the conscientious siblings Chu Yang and Chu Yu dedicated themselves to their studies, becoming well-known academic achievers in their community. Both were admitted to Saint Peter School of Commerce. Little did they know, this would mark the beginning of their family's undoing.

Now, Chu Yang, clad in simple casual attire, stepped onto the playing field, causing a sensation. Many had assumed he was dead.

But the Chu Yang before them was transformed, exuding confidence. His eyes, however, told a different story; gone was the boy who once suffered at the hands of bullies.

The scandal from those days had been shocking: a rich second-generation youth had assaulted a female classmate, blackmailing her with explicit photos, driving her to suicide by jumping into the river. He then brutally attacked her brother, dumping him into the river to an untraceable death. The siblings' parents, lacking influence, were placated with mere compensation money and ultimately took their own lives in despair.

"Hey, isn't that Chu Yang? How come you've been missing for so long and skipping class?" Liu Chuxin, one of Zhang Tianhua's cronies, sneered. He had heard about the beating his friend took and saw this as the perfect moment to settle the score on his behalf.

Chu Yang regarded Liu Chucheng with a frosty gaze, seeing him as nothing more than an insignificant ant. Today, he had returned not only to hand over the school but also to attend to another important matter. Yet, Liu Chucheng mistook him for a coward, too timid to respond.

"Chu Yang, where's your lovely sister? Didn't you take her swimming in the river?" Liu Chucheng asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he stressed the word 'lovely' and chuckled with insinuation. The boys around him caught on immediately; as Zhang Tianhua's lackeys, they had all seen the nude photos of Chu Yu.

The latest round of insults and degradation aimed at Chu Yu by these scoundrels ignited a fury within Chu Yang. His Genuine Qi surged, as if an army of thousands was roaring inside him, ready to burst forth and pulverize the scum before him into pulp.

With a dark expression, Chu Yang advanced toward Zhang Tianhua. Each step he took was heavy with intent, his presence as oppressive as Mount Tai, suffocating those in his path.

The crowd watched with glee, anticipating a spectacle. Chu Yang's reputation for weakness was infamous, while Liu Chucheng, a former warrior, was renowned throughout Jinzhou for his unbeatable prowess. To him, taking a life with his bare hands was a matter of mere moments.

But the anticipated drama commenced sooner than expected. Liu Chuxin's slap rang out as if striking steel, yet Chu Yang remained unscathed, his head unmoved. Only the flames of rage in his eyes grew more intense.

Liu Chuxin stared at his own palm in agony, feeling as though countless sharp needles were jabbing his nerves. He was baffled, refusing to believe that Chu Yang was responsible for his pain.

Undeterred, Liu Chuxin swung his other hand, determined to strike again with all his might—a man who had once killed with just two blows.

The onlookers' faces turned as they gasped in shock, fearing another life would be lost. Yet, no one dared intervene; they were all too afraid of Liu Chuxin, and none were willing to defend Chu Yang.

The fist hurtled towards Chu Yang's temple with the precision of a meteor hammer, but Chu Yang's reflexes were quicker. In a mere blink, he intercepted the iron fist mid-air, as if swatting away a formidable intercontinental missile.

With a crisp "crack," the sound of breaking bone echoed. The man who had been as fierce as a tiger just a second ago was now kneeling on the ground, his face flushed red with tears streaming from the pain.

Before the dust could settle, Chu Yang's leg shot up in a swift kick, sending Liu Chuxin flying over seven meters. The distant, agonized screams sent chills down everyone's spine.

Could this really be Chu Yang? The crowd shrank back in fear, convinced that this figure before them was a vengeful specter returned to haunt them.

As Chu Yang's menacing gaze swept over the onlookers, panic set in, and they scattered in all directions, fleeing without a backward glance.

"Nice moves!" Chen Le, slicked-back hair complementing his sharp suit, had witnessed the entire ordeal. While others fled, he stood applauding Chu Yang's prowess.

A member of the school's board and a renowned educator, Chen Le had long managed the school on behalf of the Meng family. Yet beneath his polished exterior lurked a sly and duplicitous nature; he was no ally of virtue.

Just then, a mysterious black car pulled up beside the administrative building near the sports field. The unmarked vehicle bore a peculiar emblem, and its occupants looked eerily familiar.

Chu Yang, with the keenness of an eagle, recognized them as the gang that had once left him severely injured—a notorious sextet known as "Kaiser."

Chen Le's face contorted with alarm. Moments ago, he was the picture of ease, but at the sight of the car, his complexion turned to steel, and he hastened away.

Doubts clouded Chu Yang's mind. He had come to hand over responsibilities to Chen Le, but Kaiser's presence at the school made him question Chen Le's intentions.

Chen Le was clearly unaware that Chu Yang was the newly appointed director. Though he served the Meng family, his longstanding grievances had festered. Now, with someone swooping in to take his place, Chen Le was far from ready to step aside without a fight.

Their paths crossed once more in the boardroom, with Chen Le flanked by six burly men, their arms adorned with tattoos.

Chu Yang was unexpectedly the new school director. Chen Le's face twisted in rage—how could a poor student achieve such a feat? But today, regardless of who it was, nobody would leave this place alive. From the moment he received his termination notice, Chen Le had resolved to sever all ties with the Meng family. Today, no matter who assumed power, they would meet their end.

"Chu Yang, you got lucky last time when you survived being thrown into the river and now you dare to stand against me here? You won't be so fortunate this time," Chen Le snarled with a viciousness that belied a heart as cruel as a wolf's.

It dawned on Chu Yang that Chen Le was the mastermind behind the attempt on his life! Though the reasons were unclear to him, his fury soared to the heavens. He grabbed a nearby chair and swung it wildly, his movements a blur to the onlookers.

The six men couldn't even get a clear glimpse of Chu Yang before they were pummeled mercilessly, each blow nearly lethal.

Thirty seconds later, the six hulking figures lay scattered across the meeting room floor, their bodies battered and bloodied, breathless.

Suddenly, Chu Yang felt an intense pain in his back, as if stung by something, and then darkness enveloped him as he lost consciousness.