The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 105 - 102: Hope you can stay tough to the end!

With a flick of He Xinyi’s wrist, the ash from half a cigarette drifted down, settling all over a piece of grilled meat.

Qin Fan just smiled indifferently and looked up at He Xinyi. Before he could say a word, He Xinyi sneered, "What are you looking at? Got a problem?"

"Lick the ash clean," Qin Fan said calmly.

"Did I hear you right? What did you say?" He Xinyi feigned shock, widening his eyes and making a show of cleaning out his ear. His voice dripped with sarcasm.

"You heard me. I said to lick the ash clean. You have three seconds to decide." Qin Fan maintained his cool, easygoing smile, but he set down his grilling tongs. Clapping his hands clean, he met He Xinyi’s gaze with a grin.

"Qin Fan! Do you have any fucking idea who you’re talking to? Do you really think acting like a lunatic at Qi Middle School a few times means you can do whatever you want?" Unable to stand Qin Fan’s imperturbable calm any longer, He Xinyi finally snapped, roaring in fury.

The shout instantly drew everyone’s attention. With the exception of Ji Yuchen, all the other students watched with expressions of pure schadenfreude. That lunatic Qin Fan is provoking He Xinyi again? This is going to be good!

Seeing the confrontation, Ji Yuchen hurried over. "What’s going on here?" she asked nervously.

"It’s nothing serious. This stray dog that wandered in from who-knows-where just sprinkled some ash on my food. I’m just asking him to lick it clean. Simple as that, heh," Qin Fan said with a light, direct laugh.

Hearing Qin Fan’s account, Ji Yuchen’s pleasant expression instantly soured. She whirled to face He Xinyi. "Xinyi, today is my birthday. I invited you here, and this is how you choose to embarrass me?"

He Xinyi immediately panicked. In front of Qin Fan, he could be arrogant and wild, but how could he possibly maintain that posture before the goddess of his heart? He hurriedly explained, "Yuchen, I... I was just joking with him! Don’t get the wrong idea! Why would I cause trouble on your birthday, right?"

A joke? Before Ji Yuchen could answer, Qin Fan let out a scornful laugh. "You might be joking, but I’m not. I said, lick the ash clean. Your three seconds are up. I’ll give you one more chance. Are you going to lick it or not?"

"Qin Fan! It’s my birthday today, can we please just let this go? Forget about that piece, I’ll grill you another one, okay?" Ji Yuchen pleaded, her voice frantic. Her mind flashed back to the image of Qin Fan smashing Wang Zijun’s head against a desk, and of him dragging Kang Xiaohai to the edge of the roof. What if Qin Fan gets violent again? What am I going to do?

After her frantic plea, Ji Yuchen moved to grab another piece of meat to grill for Qin Fan. But as she did, he stopped her with a hand on her arm. "This has nothing to do with you," he said with a smile. "If it weren’t your birthday, he wouldn’t be getting a second chance. He wouldn’t have even gotten three seconds."

"Haha!" As soon as Qin Fan finished speaking, He Xinyi burst into wild laughter. "So, you’re saying I should thank Yuchen for getting to escape this fate?"

Qin Fan paused, then gave a dead serious nod. "That’s exactly right."

"Haha! Everyone says you’ve become a tough guy since you went crazy, Qin Fan! I don’t know about tough, but your skill at bragging is certainly something else!" Provoked, He Xinyi fought to suppress his anger, forcing the words out through gritted teeth.

"Last chance. Are you licking it or not?" Qin Fan asked, his indifferent smile never wavering.

"Are you dreaming? Haha!" He Xinyi shot back with a contemptuous sneer.

"He Xinyi! Qin Fan! I’m begging both of you! Can we please just stop? It’s my birthday, so please, for my sake, just let it go, okay?" Though she had addressed He Xinyi, her eyes were fixed on Qin Fan, her hand gripping his as she pleaded.

Her intuition told her that He Xinyi wouldn’t dare cause any more trouble in front of her. Qin Fan, on the other hand... that was another story.

Qin Fan didn’t answer her right away, falling silent. After a moment, he pursed his lips, shook his head with a small laugh, and said, "Fine. Just this once. There won’t be a next time."

This was the first time he had compromised since his rebirth. All because Ji Yuchen had once called him her friend. All because she had stood up for him, even under the pressure of completely falling out with He Haolin. For her, on her birthday, because of her plea, he would endure it. But only this once. Never again.

"Thank you, Qin Fan," Ji Yuchen said, smiling in relief. "If he ever bullies someone like that again, you won’t have to say a word. I’ll kick him out myself."

These words, which completely disregarded He Xinyi’s feelings, sent him into a humiliated rage. Kick me out? In Yuchen’s eyes, am I really less important than that loser Qin Fan? He gritted his teeth so hard they audibly scraped together.

In the brief moment Ji Yuchen turned away to select another piece of meat, He Xinyi shot Qin Fan a venomous smirk. He flicked the butt of his nearly finished cigarette onto the meat once more, then silently mouthed at Qin Fan: *Moron*.

"Oh, right, let me throw this piece out first." Just as Ji Yuchen turned back to toss the soiled meat, she saw everything: He Xinyi’s action, and the vicious word he mouthed.

In that instant, Goddess Ji’s anger surged. She was going to kick him out.

But before she could speak, He Xinyi’s face went white. He stammered out a weak defense, "I—Yuchen, that’s not—I didn’t mean to!"

"Am I blind? He Xinyi, that’s enough! Get out! GET OUT!" Her good mood completely ruined by his repeated provocations, Ji Yuchen screamed, holding nothing back.

"Yuchen, I—!" He Xinyi started to explain, but before he could get another word out, Qin Fan made his move. He shot out a hand, grabbed He Xinyi by the hair, and slammed his face directly onto the piece of grilled meat.

BANG!

The grill rattled from the heavy impact.

"AHHH!!!" He Xinyi howled in agony as searing heat bloomed across his face where it was pressed against the hot meat.

"Let go! Let go!" He Xinyi roared, his hands flailing upward as he struggled against the unyielding grip.

"Lick it clean," Qin Fan said, his voice ice-cold.

"In your dreams! AHHH!!" He Xinyi howled in rage, the searing pain fueling his fury.

Lick ash while pinned down by Qin Fan? It would be worse than death! Not to mention how many people were watching! If he really did it, he’d be a laughingstock for the rest of his life. Everyone would remember the day He Xinyi cowered before a loser, cowered so completely that he licked ash off a grill. He would absolutely not allow such a stain on his reputation! Never!

"Not going to lick it? So you’re a tough guy, are you? Fine. Let’s see how tough you really are," Qin Fan said, his voice devoid of any emotion. He yanked He Xinyi up by the hair. As the entire crowd watched in stunned, dead silence, he used a fork to spear the piece of meat and tossed it into the trash can.

Then, still holding He Xinyi’s hair, he slammed his face down onto the hot grill. This time, there was no meat to cushion the blow.