Chapter 66: The Freshman: He's the Real Big Boss!

Chapter 66: The Freshman: He's the Real Big Boss!

As the group of freshmen supernaturals rushed towards him, Zhao Zheng was utterly bewildered.

What were these good-for-nothings up to? Instead of causing trouble for Song Haitang, they had been lying in wait for so long, only to target him?

His dazed expression, as seen by the freshmen, made him look utterly terrified.

A few of the freshmen, sensing his vulnerability, boldly rushed forward from various angles, pouncing on Zhao Zheng.

They didn't give Zhao Zheng even half a chance to escape!

Good heavens!

At this moment, Zhao Zheng was truly tempted to slap these idiots.

However.

Seeing their approach, it didn't seem like they were aiming for his vital points. Zhao Zheng managed to suppress his urge to strike.

He wanted to see what these fools were up to.

Then.

A white youth was the first to charge towards Zhao Zheng.

As he got closer to Zhao Zheng, his arms quickly elongated, like stretching dough, and wrapped around Zhao Zheng, eventually becoming almost entirely rope-like, binding Zhao Zheng tightly.

At first, Zhao Zheng was surprised, thinking the youth's talent was similar to Wang Lu Fei's rubber fruit ability! But he soon realized it wasn't the case.

This kid's talent seemed to be akin to that of "Mister Fantastic" from the Fantastic Four, allowing him to shape his body at will.

It was somewhat similar to Wang Lu Fei's rubber fruit ability.

However, Mister Fantastic's true prowess lay in his intellect, earning him the title of the smartest human.

But this white youth, no matter how you looked at him, seemed like a complete idiot...

"Haha! I've got him!"

The youth exclaimed excitedly after grabbing Zhao Zheng.

"Well done, Jamie!" His teammate praised.

A black man standing nearby scoffed, "Does catching him make you feel accomplished? This kid was already scared stiff by us!"

Zhao Zheng: "???"

An unexpected turn of events.

Not only was Zhao Zheng surprised, but even Song Haitang was stunned.

Were these people insane? What were they thinking, picking a fight with Zhao Zheng?

"Hehe, haha..."

Seeing her ally so easily capture Zhao Zheng, Miss Smith smiled triumphantly.

Then, she looked at Song Haitang, her expression filled with pride: "Song, your beloved male consort is now in my hands. You have no chance of winning."

Song Haitang understood, but she still couldn't help but ask for confirmation:

"You hid a group of people, ambushed him, just to capture Zhao Zheng and use him to threaten me?"

The Spirit Realm had a miraculous language translation ability, so communication between them was flawless.

"Yes! This was my plan." The white maiden's expression was one of arrogance. "How about it? Am I not very smart?"

Song Haitang: "..."

Smart!

Indeed, very smart!

You're a real genius!

To threaten her, a minor character, you went after the real big boss, Zhao Zheng...

Song Haitang didn't know what to say to someone like this.

But it wasn't entirely Miss Smith's fault.

Zhao Zheng had been intentionally feeding them false information.

"Whether I'm smart or not, I hope you won't regret it later!"

Song Haitang's gaze towards Miss Smith carried a hint of pity.

"Regret?"

Miss Smith was taken aback, then said, "What? Can you really not care about his well-being?"

It was clear that the foreign girl had misunderstood Song Haitang's words.

Song Haitang didn't bother to explain further, "Stop wasting time. What do you want?"

"My demands are simple!" Miss Smith revealed a sinister smile, "As long as you don't use the Burn Burn Fruit ability from now on and defeat all of us, I'll let you go."

Not use the Burn Burn Fruit ability? Isn't this just asking for Song Haitang's death?

"What if I refuse?"

"Then I'll have no choice but to kill your beloved male consort first."

Miss Smith threatened with a chilling tone, "Song, you wouldn't want to see your male consort die a horrible death right before your eyes, would you?"

Facing such a threat with a distinct Japanese style, Song Haitang's expression remained remarkably calm.

She replied nonchalantly, "If that's what you want, then go ahead and make your move!"

"What?!"

Miss Smith was stunned, thinking she might have misheard.

Not only her, but the crowd beside her was also taken aback, their faces filled with surprise.

"I said, you can make your move." Song Haitang repeated, "I won't succumb to your threats."

Thousands of monsters couldn't even scratch Zhao Zheng.

She wanted to see what these people could do to Zhao Zheng!

"You don't care about his life?!"

Miss Smith was dumbfounded by Song Haitang's words.

"You're not concerned about his life at all?!"

She was shocked.

This scenario was nothing like what she had envisioned! Logically, a couple so deeply in love should cherish each other's lives, shouldn't they?

Suddenly, Miss Smith had a realization...

"Are you trying to deceive me?!"

"You're trying to trick me, aren't you?!"

The more she spoke, the more certain her expression became, and finally, she broke into a cold smile, "You almost had me fooled."

Hearing this, the crowd beside her also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a wall of fire appeared in front of her, heating the surrounding air to a scorching temperature and blocking her path.

Song Haitang's delicate face, illuminated by the firelight, looked exceptionally cold.

"If you don't make your move, I will."

The crowd was utterly astonished.

Song Haitang's demeanor didn't seem like an act at all.

She genuinely seemed indifferent to Zhao Zheng's life!

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what to do.

Especially Miss Smith, who was completely frozen in place.

If Song Haitang truly didn't care about Zhao Zheng's life, then her plan would be nothing but a joke!

"That's impossible! Your love story is famous even abroad; how could you not care about his life?!"

Hearing this, Song Haitang was speechless...

She didn't feel like arguing with the self-righteous girl in front of her. Instead, she turned her gaze towards Zhao Zheng, who was tied up in the crowd.

"Zhao Zheng, how long are you going to keep this up?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng chuckled and said, "Haitang, don't rush! These people are quite interesting; they've brought me much joy."

It was only then that the crowd realized something was amiss.

Zhao Zheng's face showed no signs of being captured; instead, he wore a mischievous smile. Miss Smith, seeing Zhao Zheng's carefree expression, felt her heart sink.

A foreboding feeling quickly enveloped her.

Despite having a clear numerical advantage, she couldn't shake the feeling that disaster was imminent.

"Kill him!!!"

Miss Smith shouted, but she quickly retreated.

She chose to trust her instincts!

"Whoosh!"

A wall of fire suddenly appeared in front of her, heating the surrounding air and blocking her path.

(End of Chapter)

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