East City Train Station.

The train from East City to Central Sea City was about to depart.

"Darn it, you old man, what the heck kind of mission did you assign me?"

Inside a cramped restroom.

Yang Hao widened his eyes, disbelievingly staring at the "mission instructions" in his hand and an acceptance letter from Jiangnan University—

It turns out, as the world-renowned assassin "Hell's Death Knell," I have to be a bodyguard for a woman, and accompany her to school?

At this moment, Yang Hao felt an enormous sense of grievance.

A bodyguard?

To call it bluntly, it's essentially a male nanny whose job, when necessary, is to take bullets for their employer - a foolish occupation.

While carrying out assassination missions in South Africa, I shattered the skulls of countless foolish bodyguards!

Who could have imagined, I would one day become someone else’s bodyguard.

Ah, you old geezer, you better watch out...

Feeling the train starting, Yang Hao composed himself and casually stashed two pieces of paper into his back pocket—

...

Now, it was September.

Due to the upcoming start of the school year, the train was packed with passengers, most of whom were freshly enrolled college freshmen.

The entire cabin was imbued with a robust youthful energy.

Of course, except for the oddity that was Yang Hao—

His hair was fluffy like a nest, he wore a ragged t-shirt, bleached denim shorts, and a pair of flip-flops; he looked every bit like a refugee on the run.

"Sigh, just got back from a mission in Africa, and before I could even warm my seat, I was chased out here,"

Yang Hao grumbled to himself.

A casual glance around and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Seated beside him was a wholesome girl, her face delicate and fair. She wore a white dress which showcased her long legs in the open air. A beige belt around her waist pushed out her bosom, emanating a charming youthful aura.

Especially her large eyes, shone with innocence, radiating a pitiful beauty.

"Beautiful lady, you're pretty," Yang Hao greeted with a grin on his face.

"Th... thanks."

Su Yurou’s face immediately blushed as she unconsciously moved her legs closer together.

What a shy little girl.

Yang Hao instantly felt that coming to Zhonghai city might be a good choice.

After all, his last mission had been carried out in an African tribal region!

Having only seen dark-skinned Africans for two months, the sudden appearance of a fair and delightful young beauty excited him immensely!

Yang Hao was about to continue his chat, when an annoying voice chimed in.

"Hello, beautiful lady. My name is Li Zhihong. Are you also here for studies? Which school are you from?"

Opposite him, a slick-headed, powdered face youth with glasses, and a full face of smiles, began his inquiries.

"Oh? Hello.... I'm Su Yurou. I... I'm from Jiangnan University."

The girl's cheeks reddened slightly. She was already a shy girl and thus, found it hard to relax when suddenly approached by suitors.

"Hehe, what a coincidence! I'm from the Zhonghai Commercial Institute, very close to your school. We're all heading to Dongcheng to study, so we're practically fellows. Let's get together whenever there's free time."

Li Zhihong's face beamed with a smile, his voice unusually gentle.

Get together my ass! Damn, I got cut the line by this dude?

Yang Hao was livid!

"Mmhm." Su Yurou, shyly nodded her head, then fell silent.

Seeing the girl's discomfort, Li Zhihong shifted his gaze towards Yang Hao, sized him up, then asked:

"Mister, are you also here for studies?"

Yang Hao, irked at the moment, hastily found an excuse, "No, I'm here to work..."

"Agricultural worker?"

A mocking smile flickered in Li Zhihong's eyes as he deliberately lifted his hand, revealing the Montblanc watch on his wrist.

"Ah, it's not easy to find a job in the big city these days, my brother. Have you found one yet? If not, my uncle has a construction company in Zhonghai city. He could introduce you there for some manual labor just to earn a living."

As Li Zhihong spoke, he occasionally cast a glance at the girl inside.

Just as he had expected, Su Yurou was truly attracted by his words.

Su Yurou was already a kind and naïve little girl. Hearing that Yang Hao had come out to work at such a young age, she couldn't help but become curious and look over.

Seeing some positive responses, Li Zhihong became even more impassioned, and he reached out to push Yang Hao. Speaking arrogantly, he said, "Don't complain about the strenuous manual labor either. Nowadays, uneducated laborers like you should be grateful to put food on the table..."

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

Yang Hao slapped away the hand that was draped over his shoulder, waving his hands irritably. "Why are you nagging like a woman? It's annoying," he complained, exasperated.

Acting like a woman?

Before Li Zhihong could even react, it was Su Yurou next to him who couldn't help but laugh out.

"Sorry, I didn't laugh at you for being a sissy... No, that's not what I mean, you're not a sissy..."

The beautiful young girl's face turned beet red out of embarrassment as she stumbled over her words. She had no choice but to lower her head, her hands fidgeting nervously with the corners of her clothes.

"You...!"

Li Zhihong glared viciously at Yang Hao, shouting loudly, "Don't you want a future, don’t you know who I am? With just one word from me, you'd be dead."

Having said that, it seemed a wrong wire was crossed in his brain, and he swung his hand at Yang Hao.

But —

His hand didn't connect.

A hand casually grabbed hold of Li Zhihong's wrist, preventing him from exerting any strength, no matter how hard he tried.

Naturally, it was Yang Hao who intervened.

"You little punk, such an uncivilized laborer, try laid a finger on me again…"

No matter how hard Li Zhihong struggled, he couldn't break free from the grip as firm as iron.

Smack!

Yang Hao directly slapped him across the face.

Li Zhihong only felt a surge of intense pain, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, completely dumbfounded in an instant.

"He asked for it, it's not my fault!"

Yang Hao looked innocently at the onlookers.

"You! How dare you hit me, you stinky laborer!" Li Zhihong, clutching his cheek, angrily roared in rebuke.

"Shut up!"

Yang Hao gave a low shout, staring coldly at Li Zhihong and said, "Four-eyed brat, manual laborers aren't as miserable as you might think! Don't think that having a bit of money means you can forget where you come from!"

The moment he finished speaking, silence fell upon the entire carriage.

"Well said! Doesn't anyone's heritage have farmers in it? How does a four-eyed brat like you able to act so pompous?" A robust student stood up and spat at Li Zhihong.

"Exactly, did these labor workers owe you money or something? Why do they deserve your contempt? Don't you eat grain like the rest of us?"

Next moment, the young people in the carriage were stirred up.

These were all impassioned youngsters, and from the start when Li Zhihong was mocking Yang Hao, a lot of them were already upset. Then he even started to ridicule laborers, this was evident of him courting public anger!

"You! You just wait and see!"

Li Zhihong's face was shrouded in gloom, staring fiercely at Yang Hao, the recent slap was a total loss of face for him.

"Four-eyed brat, I advise you to not provoke me, ten of you wouldn't be enough to kick me! By the way..."

Yang Hao glanced at him indifferently, his other hand pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and slapped it onto Li Zhihong's face.

"Open your dog eyes, I'm also a student at Jiangnan University, I'm an intellectual as well. What gives you the right to look down on me?"

Li Zhihong's face was slapped right on by Yang Hao and ridiculed by everyone in the carriage, he wished he could find a hole to hide in.

He picked up the admission notice unconsciously, and in glancing at it...

A glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes!

Li Zhihong managed to pull himself together, holding up the notification in one hand and pointing at Yang Hao with the other, he shouted:

"Look at this, everyone! The specialty isn't listed on this letter of admission! Haha, without a specialty, this must be a fake notice! This guy is a liar!

Li Zhihong seemed to have forgotten his previous downfall, looking at Yang Hao with arrogant eyes: "Young man, forging an admission notice is illegal!"

Yang Hao stared coldly at the self-appointed idiot, and uttered two words:

"Idiot!"