Luo Qi's dark eyes, when exposed to sunlight, subtly reflected a hint of crystal-like blue, appearing as if one were gazing into a deep sea or a block of ice.
He smiled and repeated, "Tell me, what exactly are you?"
Mo Jue's expression turned ugly. "I am not a thing!"
Luo Qi raised an eyebrow. "Indeed, you don't seem like a thing."
Mo Jue's face darkened further. He seemed unsure whether to respond or not, and fell into silence.
Mo Xuan's eyes curved, sparkling as he looked at Luo Qi. Witnessing Mo Jue's complexion shift from green to black and back again, he felt he shouldn't be pleased, yet he relished the feeling of having vented his frustration.
Mo Jue, enraged, forced a laugh. Glancing around, he roughly pulled Xiao Xingxing, who had fallen asleep as soon as class began, from his seat, and plopped himself down in it.
Xiao Xingxing, groggy from sleep, was directly pulled to the ground by this action, landing with a thud. Tears welled up in his eyes.
Luo Qi's expression turned cold. He stood up and pulled Xiao Xingxing to his feet. Xiao Xingxing, now fully aware, turned pale from the pain, large tears streaming down his face.
Chi Huo had gone to the restroom and was not at his seat. Xiao Xingxing looked at Mo Jue, who was sitting in his spot, with a wronged expression. He pouted and asked, "Who are you? Why are you taking my seat?"
Mo Jue sneered at Xiao Xingxing. "So what if I'm taking your seat?"
Ye Mu stood behind Luo Qi, his gaze icy as he looked at this impolite, uninvited guest.
Luo Qi's face also turned completely cold. Supporting Xiao Xingxing with one hand and pressing his other hand on the table, he said indignantly, "You apologize to Xiao Xingxing right now!"
Mo Jue seemed to have finally gained the upper hand. "What if I don't apologize? This is your fault for mocking me! If you hadn't mocked me, I wouldn't have pulled him up today, and he wouldn't be crying here."
He looked at Xiao Xingxing, finding the tendency to cry before anything had even happened distasteful, and felt even more contempt.
What kind of people were around Luo Qi? Mo Xuan was lowly, and this person was crybabyish and delicate, clearly not someone formidable.
Thinking this, Mo Jue's gaze towards Luo Qi became even more disdainful. "So what if I pushed him?"
Luo Qi narrowed his eyes. "You pushed Xiao Xingxing first."
Mo Jue nodded. "So what?"
Seeing Mo Jue's unashamed demeanor, Luo Qi glanced around, then suddenly smiled. He unexpectedly yanked Mo Jue from the chair and shoved him fiercely to the ground.
Luo Qi clapped his hands, exchanged a smile with Ye Mu, and lunged at Mo Jue. While clenching his small fists and hitting him hard, he also smeared saliva under his eyes.
Luo Qi's voice was laced with sobs. "Wuwuwu, Xiao Xingxing is so pitiful, to be pushed to the ground by a new classmate, ahhh! The new classmate is hitting me too! Ahhh!"
Ye Mu called for someone to fetch Chi Huo, while he stood guard, echoing Luo Qi's words, "Yes! New classmate, stop! How can you hit a classmate like this?!"
Mo Jue was stunned by Luo Qi's series of actions. Before he could even process how he ended up on the ground, Luo Qi had already pounced on him. The weight pressing on him was more than that of one person, leaving him no strength to speak.
Chaos erupted. Mo Jue, pinned down, couldn't even resist. In an instant, he received three to five punches from Luo Qi, and it seemed he was kicked twice.
Yes, those two kicks were one from Xiao Xingxing and the other from Mo Xuan.
After an unknown amount of time, perhaps only a few minutes, but to Mo Jue it felt like half a lifetime, the person on top finally released him, and the surrounding noise subsided.
Seizing the opportunity, Mo Jue forcefully flipped over and pinned Luo Qi, raising his fist to strike him.
"Stop!"
Teacher Xiao Zhao, standing at the doorway, nearly fainted. The new student had only been in class for the first day and was already fighting with classmates.
She walked over with a headache, pulled Mo Jue off Luo Qi, and then picked up Luo Qi, who was looking wronged and covered in dust, from the ground.
Teacher Xiao Zhao looked sternly at Mo Jue, who still looked defiant. "Mo Jue, what are you doing? Why are you fighting on your first day of class?"
Mo Jue's face was flushed with anger. "They hit me first!"
He didn't know how many times he had been hit, and now his voice trembled as he spoke from the pain.
Luo Qi, with his arms around Teacher Xiao Zhao's neck, appeared very afraid of Mo Jue. He whispered,
"Teacher, Mo Jue pushed Xiao Xingxing first. I couldn't stand it, so I hit Mo Jue first, but I didn't actually hit him."
Mo Jue: "???" You didn't hit him?!