C9 Icycold

After careful consideration, she ultimately decided to align herself with Zhu Jian.

"Wang Ping, you're spouting nonsense! How dare you defame Ye Luo like that? Damn, I, Hsu Danian, must have been blind to have been attracted to a woman like you!" Hsu Danian charged at Wang Ping, ready to slap her. Her testimony could very well seal Ye Luo's fate. However, Ye Luo intervened and stopped him.

It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as the incident provided Hsu Danian with the chance to see Wang Ping's true colors.

"I'm merely stating the facts. That's what I witnessed," Wang Ping insisted.

"Alright then, we'll let the police handle this. I'm confident justice will prevail," Chen Chaohui declared.

Chen Chaohui had initially intended to detain Ye Luo, which would have given him something to report to the school director, Zhu Chengrong. But he was no match for Ye Luo, who today seemed to be on a rampage, completely disregarding the principal's authority. Chen had no choice but to swallow his pride.

"Ye Luo, you better get out of here fast. Once the police show up, things are going to get complicated," Hsu Danian whispered to Ye Luo.

Even though Ye Luo was in the right, being right didn't count for much in a society that valued power and connections. Given Zhu Jian's family influence, taking down Ye Luo would be a cinch.

If Ye Luo were to be taken into custody, he might never return.

Ye Luo had the capability to escape or even overpower Zhu Jian and his entire family using force. But for now, he chose not to, as it would only draw unwanted trouble.

The world is far from the simple place it appears to be. Beneath its seemingly harmonious exterior lies a web of deadly threats.

In Huaxia, there are true masters and Martial Cultivators, though they remain hidden from the general populace.

Since his rebirth, less than half a day had passed, and Ye Luo had regained only one ten-thousandth of his strength. It wasn't sufficient for absolute self-defense, so he had to maintain a low profile for now.

Moreover, this action might inadvertently drag Hsu Danian into the situation.

"Don't worry, I trust that the police will certainly deliver a just outcome."

The police response was swift, as expected when the president of Linhai University personally reports an incident, especially one involving dozens of injured students. The matter was taken very seriously.

Three police cars and a dozen officers arrived on the scene, drawing their weapons and encircling Ye Luo as if he were a dangerous criminal.

The spectacle left many students onlookers in shock.

"Hurry, arrest him! He's trying to kill me; he's a murderer!" Zhu Jian, seeing the armed police, pointed at Ye Luo and shouted with renewed vigor.

The officer in charge was a woman, standing at about 1.7 meters tall. Her impressive stature was accentuated by her uniform, particularly around the chest, where it seemed as though two beasts were struggling against the fabric, threatening to burst the sturdy buttons at any moment.

"What's the meaning of this? Why create such a commotion at the school entrance? Put your guns away," the policewoman ordered.

With so many students around, the officers' immediate action of drawing their guns as they exited their vehicles was not well received.

"Captain Leng, since you're new to Linhai, you might not be aware that the victim is Zhu Jian, the Zhu family's young master. The assailant is extremely violent, so we must ensure the students' safety and prevent the criminal from taking any advantage. That's why the team reacted so strongly," explained one of the officers.

The policewoman, named Leng Bing, was the captain of the Criminal Police Squad at Linhai University's precinct in Linhai City, freshly transferred from Yan Jing. This was her first time leading a police operation.

Leng Bing slightly furrowed her brow, puzzled by her colleague's insistence on highlighting the victim's identity as the Zhu family's young master, as if to suggest his status was of great significance.

On a personal level, she disapproved of such displays of status. To her, as a police officer, everyone should be treated equally, regardless of whether they are a young master or a commoner.

She left Yan Jing and came to Linhai to serve as a first-rate detective because she couldn't stand the power struggles among the elite families. She was determined to uphold the justice she believed in.

"Understood." Leng Bing let out a cold huff and approached Principal Chen Chaohui first.

"Who called the police, and what's the situation?"

"Oh, officer, I'm the one who called. Here's what happened..." Chen Chaohui explained the incident, downplaying certain details. Along with his account, there were testimonies from Wang Ping and the students sprawled on the ground. The bottom line was clear: Ye Luo was the assailant, painted as a ruthless criminal.

Leng Bing's gaze swept over the groaning figures on the ground, stopping at Zhu Jian, whose legs were clearly useless now. His expression darkened as he confronted Ye Luo, "Did you do this?"

"Yes," Ye Luo replied without a moment's pause.

"By yourself?"

"Just me."

Leng Bing's face remained stoic, but inside, a storm was brewing. Trained in martial arts from a young age and a multiple-time champion, she could easily dispatch seven or eight street thugs.

But against twenty or thirty people? She'd have no choice but to flee, even if they were just students. Yet Ye Luo had incapacitated so many without a scratch on him, not a trace of the fight. How was that possible?

And facing her, Ye Luo didn't show the slightest hint of fear. Did he have an ace up his sleeve?

"Get the injured to the hospital. Take the assailant and any witnesses to the station," she ordered, her tone icy.

Everyone braced for Ye Luo to resist, tension crackling in the air. Surprisingly, he complied, allowing the officers to cuff him and willingly getting into the police car.

"Call my dad now. I want that kid locked up for good, to suffer more than death itself!" Zhu Jian barked into his phone as soon as the police were out of sight.

The crowd of students watching the drama unfold buzzed with reactions—some excited, some reflective, and others shaking their heads in disbelief.

Ye Luo truly did a good thing today. Judging by Zhu Jian's condition, he won't be setting foot on school grounds for a good year or so, which means the school will have one less tyrant to deal with.

But the cost Ye Luo might pay for his actions is beyond imagination. He could very well end up spending his life behind bars, and it's uncertain if he'll even manage to stay put in prison.

"Little Qin, dig up some information on this Ye Luo for me," the girl in purple, who had been keeping an eye on Ye Luo, instructed the equally attractive girl by her side.

"Ah? Sister Ziyuan, why look into him? He's just an orphan and known as the school's waste. It's common knowledge," Xiao Qin replied, clearly confused.

"Just do as I say, and get me everything on him within half an hour. Also, reach out to Uncle Feng for me; tell him I need to make a trip to the police station and that he should come along," Ziyuan said with a slight smile. An orphan, a waste? Could someone who laid out over twenty people in an instant be considered waste? Could someone who remains unflustered in the face of the principal and the police be called waste?

If he's waste, what does that make Zhu Jian? And what about those who are sprawled on the ground?

"Ah? The police station? Are you thinking of helping Ye Luo? Sister Ziyuan, that seems unnecessary. We don't even know him. Plus, Ye Luo broke Zhu Jian's legs; the Zhu family won't let this go easily. We shouldn't make enemies with them."

"Why all the fuss? If you won't go, I'll go by myself," Ziyuan said, her expression turning stern.

"Fine, I'll go. Happy now?"