Everyone was once again shocked by the formidable combat power displayed by Ma Xiaoyao, wondering if their eyes were playing tricks on them.

Or perhaps the usually taciturn garbage collector had always possessed such strength, but they had simply failed to notice it? How deeply had Ma Xiaoyao been hiding himself!

The lackeys lying on the ground, on the other hand, wore expressions of terror, as if they had seen a ghost. They were all wondering why they had suddenly been unable to move just now. Could it be that this Ma Xiaoyao knew some kind of evil magic?

Ma Xiaoyao scoffed at the fear on their faces. So this is what scares you? Turns out, all that size is just for show, completely useless!

Han Zitao, realizing things were not going well, turned to run, but how could Ma Xiaoyao let him off so easily!

"Stop! Did I say you could move?"

Ma Xiaoyao shouted loudly, but Han Zitao not only didn't stop, but ran even faster. Ma Xiaoyao casually picked up a baseball bat and hurled it with a flick of his wrist.

"Ouch!"

The baseball bat drew a beautiful arc in the air and struck Han Zitao in the back, sending him crashing to the ground.

Ma Xiaoyao walked towards Han Zitao step by step. Since the corridor was too narrow and the lackeys were lying scattered on the ground, Ma Xiaoyao stepped on their bodies, his arrogance at its peak.

The lackeys were already terrified by Ma Xiaoyao, so they didn't dare to resist at all, and could only watch helplessly as the arrogant Ma Xiaoyao walked step by step towards Han Zitao.

"What else do you want?" Han Zitao looked up at Ma Xiaoyao and said through gritted teeth.

Ma Xiaoyao crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "Simple, just kneel down and apologize to me, and I'll let you go!"

Whoa!

The moment these words were spoken, the whole place erupted in an uproar!

"That garbage collector must be crazy, daring to make such a request to Young Master Han!"

"He's getting cocky, he's getting cocky. Just because he can fight, he thinks he can do whatever he wants?"

"Sigh, does he think being able to fight is all that matters in this society? It's as easy for Young Master Han to crush him as it is to crush an ant!"

The classmates chattered amongst themselves.

At this moment, Zhang Lei, the class monitor of Class 9 in the third year, suddenly stood up and said with a righteous expression, "Ma Xiaoyao, I advise you to stop now. This is school. Bullying classmates is wrong!"

Zhang Lei, relying on his position as class monitor, felt that he was qualified to reprimand Ma Xiaoyao, and his main purpose, of course, was to curry favor with Han Zitao.

However, what he said was... really shameless. When Han Zitao and his group were about to gang up on Ma Xiaoyao, he didn't stand up and say a word.

Ma Xiaoyao naturally scoffed at this kind of clown, glanced at Zhang Lei with disdain, and curled his lips into a contemptuous smile.

"You..." Ma Xiaoyao's contemptuous attitude infuriated Zhang Lei.

And Ma Xiaoyao finally spoke at this time, "You what? If you say another word, I'll beat you up too!"

Ma Xiaoyao didn't even bother to look at Zhang Lei when he said these words, and after he finished speaking, Zhang Lei's mouth opened and closed twice, and he was too scared to say anything else.

"Want me to kneel down to you? Don't even dream about it!" Han Zitao really didn't believe in this nonsense. He didn't believe that Ma Xiaoyao would dare to do anything to him.

"Slap!"

Ma Xiaoyao indeed wouldn't do anything to him, except for a loud slap across his face.

Han Zitao was stunned by the slap, and a bright red handprint remained on his face.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face, don't curse someone's mother.

And Han Zitao, a young master who had been pampered since childhood, had never been slapped in the face before. This slap from Ma Xiaoyao directly stunned Han Zitao.

Anger and humiliation intertwined in his mind, eventually turning into tears that welled up in his eyes.

"You won't kneel, huh!" Seeing this, Ma Xiaoyao slapped Han Zitao in the face again.

"Slap!"

After a crisp sound, well, now there was another handprint on Han Zitao's face, symmetrical on both sides.

"Wah~"

Unexpectedly, Han Zitao, unable to bear the humiliation, burst into tears in front of everyone.

This scene made everyone laugh and cry. Who would have thought that such a character would be beaten to tears by the garbage collector, Ma Xiaoyao!

But Ma Xiaoyao wouldn't soften his heart just because Han Zitao was crying. He still said coldly, "I'll give you three seconds, kneel or not, it's up to you, three..."

"Kneel, I'll kneel!" Han Zitao had completely collapsed. He no longer had any sense of shame. Ma Xiaoyao had just counted to three when he directly knelt down in front of Ma Xiaoyao.

"Brother Ma, I know I was wrong, please spare me this time, I won't dare to do it again next time..."

"Hmph, what a waste." Ma Xiaoyao cursed, and then felt that he had vented his anger, so he said coldly, "I don't want to see you, get out of here immediately!"

When Han Zitao heard these words, he was immediately relieved and fled out the door, his lackeys also fleeing like frightened rabbits.

The dust settled, and the classroom once again returned to a deathly silence, forming a sharp contrast with the noise outside the classroom.

And Ma Xiaoyao, amidst the complex gazes of everyone, strode out of the classroom as if nothing had happened.

"Phew!"

After walking out of the classroom, Ma Xiaoyao finally let out a long breath. It was the first time he had done something like this in his life, and he felt a little secretly pleased and a little excited.

"Looks like this system isn't completely useless after all!" Ma Xiaoyao grinned and muttered softly.

"Master, I don't think she's the right girl for you." A somewhat ethereal and timid voice entered Ma Xiaoyao's ears.

Ma Xiaoyao looked down and found that it was the Snow Woman who was speaking.

Ma Xiaoyao was shocked. He didn't expect the Snow Woman to be able to speak, which meant that she had at least the ability to think independently, rather than just being a puppet with combat abilities.

Ma Xiaoyao had been able to win so decisively just now thanks to her help, so he naturally wouldn't neglect her, and scratched his head as he asked, "Snow Woman, what do you mean by that?"

"That girl, Master, intentionally or unintentionally, spent more time looking at her than the total time spent looking at everyone else."

The Snow Woman seemed a little shy, lowered her head slightly, and didn't dare to meet Ma Xiaoyao's gaze.

Ma Xiaoyao was embarrassed. He already knew who the Snow Woman was talking about, it was Zhao Qianjing. But he really didn't expect that his careful movements were seen by the Snow Woman.

In fact, how could he know that the love of young men and women is all written in their eyes. He might think that he had hidden it from the whole world, but he didn't know that his eyes had already betrayed him.