Chapter 13: A Relationship of Enmity

"Who could be so bold as to challenge the King of Hades Ma? Must be a new transfer, right?" Lin Siyu immediately saw through the situation.

Ma Kang had served as the director of discipline at Nanshan High for many years, and his authority was deeply entrenched. Aside from students like Lin Siyu, who came from influential backgrounds, everyone else—be they teachers or students—could only behave with utmost obedience in his presence.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have earned the nickname “the King of Hades Ma.”

“Come, let me see what this reckless fellow looks like. To think he could make our goddess Xiaoxiao blush and turn lovestruck.” Lin Siyu teased her best friend as she rose and walked toward the windowsill.

Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. Lin Siyu was beautiful, and her friend was no less charming.

In terms of looks, Tan Xiaoxiao was not quite Lin Siyu’s equal, but her cheerful, straightforward, and forthright personality made her stand out—almost like a tomboy, brimming with an infectious energy. She was well-liked at Nanshan High, admired by both boys and girls alike.

With a few steps, Lin Siyu reached the window and looked down.

As soon as she recognized the figure below as Li Sicheng, her expression darkened at once. “Why is it him!”

Tan Xiaoxiao, curious, asked, “What’s going on? Siyu, don’t tell me you know this handsome guy. Wait, could there be some unspeakable secret between you two?”

The latter half of her sentence was clearly a joke.

However, Lin Siyu’s face suddenly flushed crimson.

Because she recalled their first meeting—she had been completely unclothed in front of Li Sicheng. If that wasn’t an unspeakable secret, what was?

“Hey, Siyu, why are you blushing? Oh my, don’t tell me you really have something going on with this new handsome boy? Let me guess—are you two dating?” Tan Xiaoxiao’s eyes were bright and curved, as if they were always smiling, perfectly matching her name.

At the moment, her eyes were alight with the burning spirit of gossip.

Lin Siyu’s heart skipped a beat at the question, and she hurriedly denied it. “Nonsense! How could I ever date a swindler like him? I’m blushing because I’m furious, I’m angry!”

Tan Xiaoxiao grew even more curious. “Furious? Angry? Why? What’s your relationship with this guy?”

“Enemies!” Lin Siyu declared, then succinctly recounted the events of the past couple of days to Tan Xiaoxiao.

Of course, she omitted the incident where Li Sicheng had seen her naked—such a shameful memory was too embarrassing to mention. Instead, she peppered her retelling with her own opinions, so that by the end of her story, Tan Xiaoxiao was thoroughly convinced that Li Sicheng was nothing more than a scheming liar.

After finishing, Lin Siyu grumbled bitterly, “I don’t know what’s going through that con artist’s mind, insisting on coming to Nanshan High. Just thinking about having to see him all the time at home and at school, I get annoyed!”

Tan Xiaoxiao, however, disagreed. “I actually think this is a good thing.”

Lin Siyu was displeased. “How can this be a good thing? Whose side are you on, Xiaoxiao?”

“Do you really need to ask? Of course I’m on your side.” Tan Xiaoxiao made her loyalty clear before sharing her thoughts. “If that swindler stayed at your house, there’d be little you could do—your sister trusts him completely and shields him at every turn. But at school, things are different. This is our turf! If you want to teach him a lesson, it’s a piece of cake. After a few rough encounters, he might not be able to take it and will leave the school—and your house—on his own.”

Lin Siyu was tempted, but also a little apprehensive. “But what if the swindler reports us to my sister?”

Tan Xiaoxiao remained utterly unconcerned and laughed. “Come on, what’s there to worry about? You don’t have to get your hands dirty. Even if he complains, you can just deny everything!”

With that, she gave Lin Siyu no time to hesitate. She waved at a burly boy in the classroom. “Zhao Yuan, come here.”

“Sister Xiaoxiao, what are your orders?” The boy called Zhao Yuan hurried over, bowing and scraping, looking as servile as could be.

Tan Xiaoxiao and Lin Siyu were not only the dream girls of many at Nanshan High, but also the twin stars of Class 3, Year 1. For the boys in their class, exchanging a few words with either of them was enough to make their day. Now, being summoned by the goddess herself, Zhao Yuan was practically bursting with excitement.

He even threw a triumphant glance at the other boys, as if to say, “See? The goddess called for me! What does that mean? It means my charm is leagues above you losers!”

Tan Xiaoxiao ignored his little display, pointed out the window at Li Sicheng, and said, “See that guy down there?”

Zhao Yuan nodded eagerly, his voice full of admiration. “I’ve noticed him already! To dare defy King of Hades Ma, he’s practically our hero!”

Tan Xiaoxiao shot him a glare before continuing, “That guy is the new transfer student. Find a chance to give him a proper lesson. Teach him a thing or two!”

Zhao Yuan was taken aback. “What, did he offend you somehow, Sister Xiaoxiao?”

Tan Xiaoxiao arched a brow, her tone impatient. “Why are you asking so many questions? If you don’t want to do it, I’ll find someone else.”

“I’ll do it! Sister Xiaoxiao, your word is my command—even if it means facing fire and blades!” Zhao Yuan agreed without hesitation.

Of course, this was a golden opportunity to win favor with the goddess—only a fool would refuse!

“Alright, you may go,” Tan Xiaoxiao waved him off. Once Zhao Yuan left, she leaned toward Lin Siyu and whispered, “See? We already have someone to help. All we have to do is sit back and enjoy the show!”

Meanwhile, beneath the shade of trees at the school entrance, Ma Kang finally realized just how embarrassing his behavior had been.

“Stop laughing! All of you, stop laughing! Anyone who laughs again, I’ll have your parents called to the school!” Ma Kang barked at the snickering students nearby.

“Move aside!” Li Sicheng suddenly warned.

Ma Kang, humiliated and enraged, refused. “You’ll come with me to the principal’s office—”

He hadn’t finished when a soccer ball came hurtling through the air and struck Ma Kang squarely on the head with a loud thud.

“Ow—!” Completely unprepared, Ma Kang was knocked dizzy by the force of the ball and landed flat on his backside on the pathway.

“I told you to dodge the ball, but you refused—insisting on using your head to stop it… That kind of suicidal stubbornness is something to be admired,” Li Sicheng said, shaking his head in mock admiration.

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