Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Zhiye was helpless when faced with Yun Bilu's displeasure. He thought bitterly, "Miss, it's not easy on me too. Don't you know you're different from other people?"
Yun Bilu stared at the sour expression on Ji Zhiye's face and asked, "Why do you look like that?"
"Yun Bilu, don't you know that you're very special?"
"How am I special? Am I special because I'm not allowed to take any leave? I want to go home. Home! It's not for anything else. Don't worry, it's only a few days of leave. I'll be coming back."
"Yun Bilu, think about it. Aren't you the most studious person in school? You never miss any lessons, and you always ace your exams. Think about your scholars.h.i.+p and your grades…"
Yun Bilu did not have the time to listen to Ji Zhiye's b*lls.h.i.+t. She slammed her palm on the table and said, "Just tell me, are you approving it or not?"
n.o.body knew what happened at Noel Harlem University, but ever since spring this year, everyone had to report to the student union if they wanted to take a leave. Their leave could only be approved by the student union. If it was not approved, it would be considered as absenteeism without valid reasons.
What a strange rule it was.
Just when Yun Bilu was about to rage, Ji Zhiye's mouth fell wide open as he stared at the wooden table in shock. He looked like he was about to cry.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ji Zhiye pointed to his table and exclaimed, "Ahhh! My table! It cracked. This table is made from top-grade sandalwood. It's the one Huang Yize let me use. Ahhh… My table…"
Yun Bilu scratched her ears and said, "Enough. Isn't it just a table? There's only a few cracks on it. Maybe you're too heavy? You lean on it to sleep often, that's why it cracked. There's no need to make such a fuss about it."
Hearing Yun Bilu's words, Ji Zhiye was bottled up with rage, but he could not vent it out. He almost fainted and spat out blood from his mouth. "Yun Bilu… You're the one who cracked my table. It's you. You slammed so hard that it cracked…" Important things had to be repeated thrice. Ji Zhiye was emphasizing it repeatedly.
As he said that, Ji Zhiye remarked in wonder, "Yun Bilu, when did you become so powerful?" She cracked the table with her palm! How strong must she be to be able to do that?
He really admired her. Could he get her signature? He could brag and show it off in front of Huang Yize next time.
Yun Bilu was a little confused. She stared at her hand and observed it carefully. "Did I really crack it?"
Hearing the confusion in Yun Bilu's voice, Ji Zhiye nodded fervently. "Who else could it be besides you? Look at me, I won't have such great martial arts skills to do that!" This was how legendary and powerful martial arts were!
Yun Bilu frowned. "I think I didn't, though. Why don't I try again?"
Ji Zhiye immediately protected his table and said, "No! No! If you do it again, this table won't just crack. I still need to use it."
Yun Bilu stared at her palm excitedly and started jumping on the spot. "Oh wow! My martial arts skills are so powerful now. Haha! This is so awesome! Ji Zhiye, thank you. If not for you, I wouldn't have realized this. Haha! Let's see who dares to bully me now. Hmph!" As she said that, Yun Bilu started showing off some of her moves on the spot.
Ji Zhiye began to have mad respect for her as he watched on. "Although n.o.ble families do learn some martial arts for self-defense, we really can't hold a candle to you."
Yun Bilu clenched her fists as she said, "Does this mean I'm very amazing?"
Ji Zhiye nodded. "I think aside from Huang Yize, who doesn't show off his skills, you're probably the second-best now."
Yun Bilu's expression changed when she thought of Huang Yize. Shaking her head as she suppressed her feelings, she clenched her fists and said, "Quick, approve it. If not, I'll greet you with my fists!"
