Chapter 49: Caretaker Wang (2/2)

”Aysen, give him a reason.”

Aysen had been chasing after the first year beauty Zhou Sisi ever since the first day she entered Ayrlarng, and this was the closest he had gotten so far to his sweet prize. The girl's dormitory was right in front of him, and the only roadblock was a first-year fledging. He rolled up his sleeves, laughing in his mind for his extraordinary luck.

”Reasons ah?” Aysen slanted his eyebrows and pouted his lower lip. Contempt was written all over his face.

”That is reason number one. Number two, I am going to kick your a*s and shovel dirt in your trap if you don't move away.” Aysen jabbed at Wang Tong again.

”Third, half of this school is mine, so I do whatever the f*ck I want, understand?” Aysen puffed out his chest and stood with his arms akimbo, trying to look as big as he could. A smug etched on his face as he looked down on his nose at Wang Tong. He chortled at Wang Tong's seemingly sheepish appearance and then turned his head around, seeking out the approving eyes of Zhou Sisi.

For the sake of her dignity and for the sake of the greater good, Zhou Sisi managed a contrived smile on her face, but deep down, she found it hard to erase the revulsion to Aysen's bully-like demeanor. If she could punch Aysen's face without spoiling her plan, she would wear a brass knuckle while she was at it. It turned out that Zhou Sisi wasn't alone, many other girls had furrowed their eyebrows, but when they thought about the greater evil, they thinned their lips and tried to endure the churnings of their stomachs.

”Why did they send Wang Tong?” one of the girls thought in her head, ”We want Hu Yangxuan!”

”Well met, brother Aysen. It is such a pleasure to meet you!” Without notice, Wang Tong griped Aysen's hand in a handshake.

Aysen tried to pull his hand away, but Wang Tong's grip was iron. The smug had left the corner of his mouth as he realized what had happened, and then, they both tightened their grips. Aysen started to channel his GN force into his fingers. His face turned pale while trying to endure the ever increasing pain. Meanwhile, Wang Tong still held the blank smile that he was so proud of as if he hadn't yet use a fraction of his strength, and then he spoke, as slow as he could.

”Fellow brother, I had heard about your name and had been admiring you secretly for a while now. If I remembered it correctly, I started to admire you when I saw you got turned down by Zhou Sisi for the first time...” Wang Tong watched as pea sized sweat seeped out of Aysen's forehead; he was almost at his limit now, but Wang Tong hadn't finished yet. ”Oh-no... excuse me, it was the second time... or was it the n-th time after that? Bah... I can't remember. Anyhow, she was so rude, and you were on your knees and begging her...”

”Led' ger'f.. me! You will pay'fur ... this's!” the pain had reduced Aysen's threats into unrecognizable gibberish.

”Oh…What's that? Are you begging Zhou Sisi again? Impressive!” Wang Tong's face suddenly changed, no more blank smiles; instead, sharp and cold edges etched into his face, and dark lights gleamed in his eyes as he locked them onto Aysen's.

Aysen gasped, the pain suddenly became unbearable and paralyzed him. Before Aysen could steady himself, Wang Tong had loosened his grip, and his face had returned to that blank smile again.

Aysen's body shivered, and he whimpered in a raspy voice. He looked like as if he would collapse at any moment.

It wasn't so much the pain that had terrified him; it was what he saw in that fleeting moment before Wang Tong released him: the burning eyes of a demon.