"Young Master, what’s... what’s wrong?!" Ada looked at Lu Xiaobu’s increasingly sinister expression and felt a strange fear.

Even the previously awkward title of Young Master was now rolling off his tongue so smoothly.

Weren’t we going to look for trouble?

Why are you suddenly grinning so wickedly!

"Do you know what protection fees are?" Lu Xiaobu’s lips curved into a slight smile.

"Protection fees? Protect who? Protect them? But who bullied them?!" Aer was dumbfounded.

They really hadn’t heard of anything like protection fees.

In a way, even if it’s robbery, you just take what you want, right?

"If they don’t pay protection fees, we’ll bully them! We protect them from being bullied by us!" Lu Xiaobu said righteously.

"Holy crap! What a logic genius!" Lao Jiu exclaimed in shock.

Can it really be played this way?

If you don’t pay protection fees, we’ll bully you?!

If you pay protection fees, we’ll protect you from being bullied by us?!

What brilliant logic!

"So what you’re saying is, we should charge protection fees?!" Ada was speechless.

"Yeah, do you guys have a lot of resources?" Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes, "Let’s go, follow my lead!"

Feeling helpless, everyone could only nod.

They felt that under the leadership of a new boss, the Violent Martial Class was heading into uncharted territory.

They arrived at the first class.

Before they even entered, they heard the conversation inside.

"You newcomers, do you know about the Violent Martial Class?"

"We do, we do."

"Good, now go and fight them."

"Why?! We haven’t even started cultivating yet, we’re not cultivators yet, why do we have to fight?!"

"Not going? If you don’t go, we’ll beat you up."

"Why! Why is it like this?! We came to study, not to fight!"

"Study?! What are you studying? Cultivation, what is cultivation? It’s inherently about fighting and killing. If you don’t go, you’re not fit to be a cultivator!"

"Then why don’t you go?! Why do we have to go?!"

"Because our cultivation level is higher than yours, because we’re your seniors! Simple as that, if you don’t go, we’ll beat you up!"

An immature conversation reached everyone’s ears.

Quite amusing.

Can you imagine a cultivator school where they have to force people to fight?

Is this still cultivation?

Lu Xiaobu seemed to understand the purpose of the Violent Martial Class—it’s like the last piece of land exposed to sunlight in an otherwise greenhouse-like school!

He shook his head and kicked the door.

"Bang!"

The door shattered instantly, and everyone in this class was dumbfounded.

What’s going on?!

"Lao Jiu, explain to them," Lu Xiaobu waved his hand.

"Alright!" Lao Jiu walked to the podium, looking at everyone, "You all know who we are, right? We’re from the Violent Martial Class. Now officially notifying you all, each person must hand over one spirit stone every month to our Violent Martial Class."

"Why?!" Everyone was shocked and angry.

Spirit stones are the most important cultivation resource, how could they willingly give them to others?!

"This is the protection fee!" Lao Jiu said leisurely, adopting the new term he’d heard from Lu Xiaobu.

"Protection fee?! Who’s protecting? Protecting who?!" People were still confused.

"Of course, it’s protecting you! If you pay the protection fee, you won’t be bullied by us; if not, you’ll get beaten!" Lao Jiu laughed heartily.

He didn’t know why, but he suddenly loved this feeling.

The feeling of unabashedly saying unreasonable things felt so satisfying!

"You... you guys are bandits! It’s robbery!"

Everyone was furious upon hearing this!

What the heck is this!?

You protect us from being robbed by you guys?!

Why does that sound so grating?!

"Not paying, huh?!" Lao Jiu’s gaze turned sinister.

"Not paying!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Lao Jiu looked at Lu Xiaobu, "Young Master, they’re not willing to pay."

"Not paying?! Beat them!" Lu Xiaobu ordered.

Then, the twelve members of the Violent Martial Class charged in like mad dogs.

Soon, the classroom was filled with sounds of fighting.

With someone as strong as Ada, known as the strongest under the prodigy, the people here couldn’t resist at all.

Very quickly, the place was filled with wailing!

Meanwhile, the person who ran out to call the teacher had brought the class teacher here.

"What are you doing?! Have you no rules?! Have you gone mad?! Daring to bully my class?! Are you all reckless?!"

The teacher stormed in, furious, asking five questions in a row.

He was livid, treating buns as if they’re not real food?!

Upon hearing his voice, the students who had been beaten up looked tearfully at their teacher.

For the first time, they felt their teacher was so lovely and endearing.

"Don’t worry, I’ll stand up for you!" The teacher, seeing the students’ pitiful eyes, quickly said, filled with empathy.

"Your protection fee is two spirit stones." At this moment, Lu Xiaobu’s voice came through.

"You...!"

The teacher exploded on the spot!

What do you mean? I came here not only to find no resolution, but now you want to charge me protection fees?!

Do you have a death wish?!

I’m the teacher!

Then he saw Lu Xiaobu’s face!

In an instant, he slapped his own cheek and then inhaled sharply.

He suddenly felt his cheek hurt!

Yes, he’s the first teacher slapped in the morning!

A full twenty-seven slaps!

Until now, seeing Lu Xiaobu still gave him a conditioned reflex to feel his cheek aching.

"Protection fee, two spirit stones, any problems?" Lu Xiaobu asked again.

"No problem." The teacher surrendered instantly!

What?! Where’s his dignity?!

Nonsense! If you had been slapped twenty-seven times, not only would you lose your dignity, you’d lose your brain matter!

"Nicely done." Lu Xiaobu snapped his fingers.

Then, Ada extracted two spirit stones from the teacher’s hand, "Young Master, it’s all collected, a total of twenty-nine spirit stones."

"Great." Lu Xiaobu nodded, "Let’s move on to the next one."

The Violent Martial Class followed closely behind, faces alight with signs of excitement.

Though hesitant initially, seeing the gleaming spirit stones before them had them excited!

Robbing feels great! *Cough*, it’s collecting protection fees! Yes! We’re protecting them from being bullied by us, openly collecting protection fees!

Darn it, why didn’t they think of this before?!

They were thrilled, but the class was on the verge of tears, hoping the teacher would stand up for them, but instead, the teacher was charged even higher protection fees.

And now that foolish teacher was still daftly asking, "What is a protection fee? Is it just a one-time payment?!"

Freaking hell, wanting to kill that coward, then kill Lu Xiaobu!