Wei Zhao, however, did not raise an alarm. He simply wanted to see how Shen Yushu planned to lure Xie Yufeng into the trap once she had finished setting it. By all reasoning, with Xie Yufeng's skill, even if he spotted the spiked shoes and ice skates beneath him, he should have been able to leap clear. They posed no real threat to him.

The next moment, Wei Zhao watched as Shen Yushu hid herself in a corner and let out a meow. Before long, Xie Yufeng and his two companions yelped as though something had struck them, and tumbled down from the wire mesh.

Looking more closely, Wei Zhao spotted Feng Xiaoxiao on another ventilation window, holding up an electric baton and covering her mouth to stifle her laughter.

A chill of disgust ran through Wei Zhao. These two girls were far too wicked! Xie Yufeng had truly hit a streak of unparalleled bad luck running into the pair of them.

Then Wei Zhao noticed that Xie Yufeng seemed about to channel his true qi to shield his body, so Wei Zhao stepped out. He knew Xie Yufeng was deliberately hiding his strength in front of him, and he did not mind letting Xie Yufeng enjoy himself a little longer, savoring the thrill of a rocket up the backside.

Sure enough, the moment Wei Zhao spoke, Xie Yufeng dispersed his true qi.

Dispelling his true qi had been an instinctive reaction, but the instant he did, Xie Yufeng suddenly remembered what was beneath his backside: spiked shoes and ice skates! This was no joking matter. If he landed on those, how could he possibly come out unscathed?

Even if Wei Zhao discovered his true strength, he could not simply sit himself down on a pair of spiked shoes. That would be tantamount to seeking death.

But by the time he realized it, it was too late to save himself. It was already too late to summon his true qi again. He landed squarely on the spiked shoes, letting out another wretched howl: "Awooo—"

Li Panghu and Wang Congming beside him fared no better. Li Panghu, being on the heavier side, came down on the ice skates, and the blade sliced right up between his buttocks, cutting clean through his testicles as well. The pain rolled his eyes back, and with his whole body convulsing, he passed out cold.

Wang Congming, though spared the fate of his testicles, had his backside sliced into four petals, and the agony left him hovering between life and death.

Xie Yufeng made the tragic discovery that the impalement had given him a prolapsed rectum.

"Whoo!" Shen Yushu clapped her hands in delight. She had not expected Wei Zhao to show up, so she ran over to him with a grin: "Arrow-Brand Bro, you're here! They're putting on an S&M show!"

Hearing Shen Yushu's words, Xie Yufeng rolled his eyes and nearly fainted on the spot. An S&M show? Who puts on a show like that? Was her brain missing a gear?

But he also knew that what he had been doing could not bear the light of day. If his peeping were discovered, his reputation at school would be ruined for good, and he could forget about ever chasing after any girl again. At that thought, Xie Yufeng could only grit his teeth and force himself up from the ground despite the pain.

He was a cultivator after all, and his capacity for endurance was formidable. He kicked the unconscious Li Panghu, yanked at the wailing Wang Congming, and snarled: "If you don't want to die, get up and get to the hospital now!"

Though his testicles had been severed, Li Panghu was kicked awake by Xie Yufeng. He scrambled up from the ground, and together with Xie Yufeng and Wang Congming, they ran off toward the hospital.

Feng Xiaoxiao, too, had spotted Wei Zhao from the ventilation window. She put the electric baton back in the storage room and came charging out of the gymnasium.

This whole scene went unnoticed by the teachers and students training on the other side. After all, they were in the thick of their drills over there, shouting cadence, so the commotion here was comparatively subdued.

"Wei Zhao, what are you doing here?" Seeing Shen Yushu talking with Wei Zhao, Feng Xiaoxiao was not about to be outdone.

"You two..." Wei Zhao smiled wryly. "Aren't you playing a bit too viciously?"

"Whoo, Arrow-Brand Bro, then tell us—which of us two is a bit more vicious?" Shen Yushu asked. Having said that, she looked at Wei Zhao with eager anticipation, and so did Feng Xiaoxiao. She and Shen Yushu had been tied one to one before, dead even, so Wei Zhao's judgment now carried considerable weight.

Of course, even if they had not been tied before, Wei Zhao's judgment would still matter greatly now, because what they wanted most was Wei Zhao's approval.

"The way I see it, only when you two team up can you unleash your most devastating effect!" Wei Zhao said.

"Whoo, is that so..." Shen Yushu frowned upon hearing Wei Zhao's words, but after thinking it over for a moment, she grudgingly said to Feng Xiaoxiao: "Since Arrow-Brand Bro likes the two of us as a combo, I'll condescend to team up with you once in a while!"

"Hmph, condescend?" Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lip in disdain. "I'm the one doing Wei Zhao a favor by teaming up with you! But if you dare provoke me on your own initiative again, I'll split off and go solo!"

"I won't provoke you, but you can't provoke me on your own initiative either!" Shen Yushu thought for a moment and said: "How about this—whoever provokes first voluntarily drops out!"

"You're nothing but a little wife too. If you don't provoke me, why would I bother with you? I'm a little wife as well, and you don't affect me any!" Feng Xiaoxiao said.

"That's true!" Shen Yushu nodded. "After all this fighting back and forth, we're still just little wives. Let Sister Yaoyao go fight for the position of head wife herself."

Wei Zhao smiled faintly, knowing that Shen Yushu was the one extending the olive branch. If Shen Yushu had not bowed first, Feng Xiaoxiao probably would not have yielded so easily. But the outcome was good: the two were no longer at odds. Their relationship could not become harmonious all at once, but after spending some time together, they would surely get along fairly well.

Because these two shared a natural, God-given common ground: they could team up to torment people.

"All right, class isn't over yet. Hurry up and take these spiked shoes and the rest back to the gymnasium before anyone notices," Wei Zhao said, pointing at the bloodstained spiked shoes and ice skates on the ground.

"Whoo, okay." Shen Yushu picked up the spiked shoes, and Feng Xiaoxiao reached out to help as well. The two of them quietly carried everything back...

Kang Xiaobo, meanwhile, had remained silent the whole time. He knew he could not get a word in at a moment like this, so he had simply watched in silence. Only after Feng Xiaoxiao and Shen Yushu had left did he click his tongue and sigh: "That Xie Yufeng really is unlucky—his backside got blown wide open! Good thing you, Boss, can keep these two little hellions in check, or how would anyone survive the days ahead?"

Wei Zhao smiled. Indeed, Shen Yushu and Feng Xiaoxiao were little hellions in the eyes of outsiders, but toward him, they were exceedingly gentle.

"What's this?" Wei Zhao suddenly noticed a silvery-white object still on the ground. It had been dropped by Xie Yufeng and the others, left behind only because they had fled in such haste.