"You guys charged in to attack someone without getting your facts straight first?"

At these words, Zhou Ci, Dan Zihao, Kong Yize, and Little Tiger all froze in astonishment.

Kong Yize looked suspiciously at Dan Zihao and Zhou Ci with an unfriendly gaze.

The meaning was clear: Damn, you two set me up?

"How could that be?!"

Dan Zihao leaped to his feet, unable to contain himself.

Zhou Ci stood gaping, then quickly tried to explain to Kong Yize, "Don't look at me—I really didn't know!"

Liu Yingjun sneered, "How could it not be possible? Previously, when Old Wang was helping Han Lie out, Han Lie told him that whenever he wanted to pick up girls, he just needed to ask, and a suite would always be available for him to borrow."

That didn't sound like a lie; it would be too easy to verify and expose if false.

Dan Zihao was dumbfounded.

He mumbled to himself, "That can't be right? Ding Ding from the northeast lives in the same dorm as Han Lie. I've asked around; that guy is always pinching pennies. He even leeches off Xi Luting for meals at the cafeteria..."

"Exactly!"

Kong Yize chimed in, "I asked people from their class—that son of a bitch lives off Xi Luting's charity every single day!"

This was precisely why Kong Yize had been willing to help out in the fight.

Wang Hong looked at his two juniors with a peculiar expression and reluctantly offered a reminder—

"Could it be... that Young Master Han isn't actually broke, but simply enjoys living that kind of 'soft' life, and the girl is perfectly willing to play along with the act?"

"Fuck!" Kong Yize's defenses shattered instantly.

He had been infatuated with Xi Luting since the military training at the start of the semester. He'd tried to strike up conversations with her many times, but made no progress; she could hardly be bothered to give him the time of day.

He'd even joined the student council for Xi Luting, doing plenty of work, only to be met with her cold shoulder every time.

And now you're telling me my aloof goddess is happily supporting that son of a bitch?! Fuck that! I won't accept it!

Kong Yize was falling apart, while Dan Zihao still struggled to accept the reality.

"Putting aside food and drinks, which don't cost much anyway, what about his clothes and appearance? That bastard doesn't have a single designer item on him—not even a watch!"

Wang Xiaotian's expression grew even more peculiar.

He hesitated before asking, "Young Master Dan, did you really not see it?"

"See what?" Dan Zihao was confused by the question.

"The watch!" Wang Xiaotian gestured. "Young Master Han's watch is gorgeous, isn't it? I didn't recognize the brand, but it must be expensive, right? He wears it all the time..."

Huh?! He has one?!

Dan Zihao tried hard to recall. The recent encounter had been too brutal, and with the room being pitch-dark, he genuinely hadn't seen it.

Wang Xiaotian had seen it while cleaning the room with the door open. The corridor lights were bright, and Han Lie was standing with his arms folded, making the watch very conspicuous.

Dan Zihao stopped trying to recall and stubbornly insisted, "What does that prove? So what if he's some nouveau riche hick from out of town? Does that mean we can't touch him?!"

"Anyway, I'm not done with him!" Kong Yize, having snapped out of it, also nodded, gritting his teeth.

"You guys don't have to worry about all that. It'll still take some time to process the paperwork for going abroad. I'll make my move right before boarding the plane; I guarantee you two won't get implicated!"

Liu Yingjun laughed, exasperated. "Fuck, you think you won't implicate anyone just because you say so? Who do you think bailed you two dumbasses out?"

Kong Yize grew agitated and shot to his feet. However, it was Dan Zihao who pushed him back down.

"Sit down, sit down! Bottle up your temper. Don't give the older guys a reason to laugh at us!"

Today has been humiliating enough; I can't afford to make more enemies.

Fang Tongzhi watched with a cold gaze, sensing that Dan Zihao was more resolute and possessed greater destructive potential. After all, this junior was a local and could more easily find people to do dirty work.

As for Kong Yize... his temper flared quickly but also subsided quickly. He might get worked up in the moment, but he didn't have much staying power. Once this passed and his anger cooled, he probably wouldn't really be able to do anything to Han Lie.

So, it's crucial to intimidate Dan Zihao.

Fang Tongzhi slowly asked Wang Xiaotian, "Xiaotian, you have Young Master Han's mobile number, right?"

"Huh? Yes!" Wang Xiaotian was taken aback by the question. Didn't I show it to you already? Why are you asking again?

"Recite it for us."

"Huh? Oh, 1390011XXXXX. It's a smooth number; I remember it very clearly."

Fang Tongzhi turned to Dan Zihao, Zhou Ci, and Kong Yize, asking softly, "Did you hear that clearly?"

The three of them exchanged glances, their faces full of confusion.

"Isn't that just some lousy 0011 sequence?" Zhou Ci scoffed. "PSH! My own number is 15555551111!"

Dan Zihao proudly lifted his chin. "My dad's phone number ends in six nines, and mine has four eights. So what?"

Wang Hong and Old Hu also didn't understand Fang Tongzhi's point and pondered it skeptically.

Phone numbers ending in a sequence of four identical digits were quite common among students at the School of International Relations—there had to be at least thirty or forty of them.

If purchased early on, it might not even have cost a few thousand yuan.

If the number was acquired after arriving in Magic Capital, 20,000 to 50,000 yuan would be enough to get a decent one with four identical digits.

So, what did he mean?

Fang Tongzhi didn't tell them directly. Instead, he patiently began to lay out his reasoning. To convince young people to calm down, you had to let them figure out the crux of the problem themselves.

"Young Dan, your mobile number is 131222XXXX, a local Magic Capital number, if I recall correctly?"

"Correct." Dan Zihao nodded, still not understanding.

Fang Tongzhi asked again, "It's worth under 100,000 yuan. My estimate isn't too low, is it?"

"Correct." Dan Zihao nodded again, feeling a bit disgruntled.

Fang Tongzhi offered no explanation and turned to Zhou Ci. "Young Zhou, your phone number, the one in the 5555 series—is it from Tieling or somewhere like that?"

Zhou Ci's face darkened. "Ma'anshan!"

Fang Tongzhi smiled indifferently. "Ah, Ma'anshan. It looks quite impressive, but it's worth 300,000 yuan at most, right?"

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