Bad Boys Boot Camp: V1-C25

Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1

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_{That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.}
No one knew how many circles were trekked on that mountain, and a third of their journey involved Shen Zhuoyun carrying Qin Mo. From behind, Qin Mo got a firsthand look at that boy, who didn’t break a sweat all day, turn into a mess of perspiration, prompting him to repeatedly urge Shen Zhuoyun to let him down. But that one carrying him pretended he never heard a word, and any attempt Qin Mo made to get himself down was met by him being pushed back up.

That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.

_{“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_N/A“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.

N/A

_{“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.}
“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

_{The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.}“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.

_{“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.}N/A

“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

_{Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.}
When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.

Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.

_{At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.}“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

_{When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan.}“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.

When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

_{Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.}“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.

_{“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.}“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

_{A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.}
Their rest was broken by their instructor kicking them all back to their dorms. Qin Mo, who still had some strength, was about to shuffle off when he heard a familiar voice call out from behind him.

A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

_{A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.}Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

_{The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.}
“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.

_{When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.}“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.

_{“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.}Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.

“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

_{“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.}“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”

“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

_{If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.}
Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath. This was the sight before Qin Mo. Tanned skin beaming with a healthy glow and a pair of peach blossom eyes staring at him playfully—eyes that bore no traces of exhaustion in sight. If Qin Mo asked him right then and there to go on a date with him and go even further, it was clear he would not just leap at the chance; he’d muster the strength to go three hundred rounds!

If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.

_{“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.}Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.

_{“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”}
“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_{“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.}Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.

“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

_{“Well, three months ago, I could say I was 100% sure he’d pull through for me, but now… I can’t say I’m too sure.”}
“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”

“Well, three months ago, I could say I was 100% sure he’d pull through for me, but now… I can’t say I’m too sure.”

_{If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.}Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

_{“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.}
Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.

“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.

_{The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger.}“I’ll contact the person who’ll be picking us up, then,” Shen Zhuoyun chimed in. “I’ll get Yang Fanghong to send a message out for me. It’s no biggie.”

The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger. What they never expected, however, was for the bastard instructor to keep spitting crap despite being seriously injured. The man refused to give in, and Zhao Yuan was so riled up that he punched him like crazy. Try as the others might, they couldn’t wrench the two apart.

_{At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.}Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.

At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

_{“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.}Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.

“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.

_{When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

_{“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”}
Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

_{“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”

_{No one knew how many circles were trekked on that mountain, and a third of their journey involved Shen Zhuoyun carrying Qin Mo. From behind, Qin Mo got a firsthand look at that boy, who didn’t break a sweat all day, turn into a mess of perspiration, prompting him to repeatedly urge Shen Zhuoyun to let him down.}
“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.

No one knew how many circles were trekked on that mountain, and a third of their journey involved Shen Zhuoyun carrying Qin Mo. From behind, Qin Mo got a firsthand look at that boy, who didn’t break a sweat all day, turn into a mess of perspiration, prompting him to repeatedly urge Shen Zhuoyun to let him down. But that one carrying him pretended he never heard a word, and any attempt Qin Mo made to get himself down was met by him being pushed back up.

_{“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”}“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

_{With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.}
“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.

With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

_{Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.}“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.

_{Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath.}
“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath. This was the sight before Qin Mo. Tanned skin beaming with a healthy glow and a pair of peach blossom eyes staring at him playfully—eyes that bore no traces of exhaustion in sight. If Qin Mo asked him right then and there to go on a date with him and go even further, it was clear he would not just leap at the chance; he’d muster the strength to go three hundred rounds!

_{Lying there, listening to just a few of those vile words was enough to cause Zhao Yuan’s eyes to redden, and somehow, he mustered up a burst of strength. Leaping towards that bastard, he struck him so hаrd the man tried to retreat in fear, but Zhao Yuan held on so tіght he was dragged out of the warehouse with him.}“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

Lying there, listening to just a few of those vile words was enough to cause Zhao Yuan’s eyes to redden, and somehow, he mustered up a burst of strength. Leaping towards that bastard, he struck him so hаrd the man tried to retreat in fear, but Zhao Yuan held on so tіght he was dragged out of the warehouse with him.

_{Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.}When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

_{“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”}Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…

“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

_{The man was far from fully recovered, still sporting a set of broken ribs and a punctured lung. He underwent major surgery, but that school was not a place that shelled out a dime for workplace-related injuries, so every cent that paid for his stay was his own.}
After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.

The man was far from fully recovered, still sporting a set of broken ribs and a punctured lung. He underwent major surgery, but that school was not a place that shelled out a dime for workplace-related injuries, so every cent that paid for his stay was his own. Those days he spent stuck on that hospital bed were ones of pure desperation, so the second he was able to, he hauled aѕs back to the school. More than anything, he was itching for the chance to get back at Zhao Yuan.

_{After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.}A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.

_{“Well, three months ago, I could say I was 100% sure he’d pull through for me, but now… I can’t say I’m too sure.”}After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.

“Well, three months ago, I could say I was 100% sure he’d pull through for me, but now… I can’t say I’m too sure.”

_{“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.}
“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

After throwing a retaliatory punch at Zhao Yuan, the instructor said something that caused Zhao Yuan to bellow and muster the strength to slam his entire body onto the ground. There, Zhao Yuan rained blows down upon the instructor, but even then, the man still screeched out curses.

The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

_{“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.}“I’ll contact the person who’ll be picking us up, then,” Shen Zhuoyun chimed in. “I’ll get Yang Fanghong to send a message out for me. It’s no biggie.”

“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.

_{There were distinct dark stains on Zhao Yuan’s trousers, ones dark enough to muddy the camouflage patterns, making them most likely ones from blood. His upper half was also suffused with scars and marks from sticks, punches, kicks, and whatever else, so as he moved, there was an obvious tilt in his gait.}
The new school doctor had yet to arrive, and, given Qin Mo’s good performance, the director gave him a key to the infirmary so he could take care of any minor bumps and scratches. A chance that allowed him to access the computer in the infirmary.

There were distinct dark stains on Zhao Yuan’s trousers, ones dark enough to muddy the camouflage patterns, making them most likely ones from blood. His upper half was also suffused with scars and marks from sticks, punches, kicks, and whatever else, so as he moved, there was an obvious tilt in his gait.

_{The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger.}“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

_{After throwing a retaliatory punch at Zhao Yuan, the instructor said something that caused Zhao Yuan to bellow and muster the strength to slam his entire body onto the ground. There, Zhao Yuan rained blows down upon the instructor, but even then, the man still screeched out curses.}“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

_{The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.}
Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.

_{“How long do you still need?”}“How long do you still need?”

“How long do you still need?”

Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.

_{“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.}
“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

_{The man was far from fully recovered, still sporting a set of broken ribs and a punctured lung. He underwent major surgery, but that school was not a place that shelled out a dime for workplace-related injuries, so every cent that paid for his stay was his own.}Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…

_{After throwing a retaliatory punch at Zhao Yuan, the instructor said something that caused Zhao Yuan to bellow and muster the strength to slam his entire body onto the ground. There, Zhao Yuan rained blows down upon the instructor, but even then, the man still screeched out curses.}
Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.

_“What?”The new school doctor had yet to arrive, and, given Qin Mo’s good performance, the director gave him a key to the infirmary so he could take care of any minor bumps and scratches. A chance that allowed him to access the computer in the infirmary.

“What?”

_{“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”}When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

_{Their rest was broken by their instructor kicking them all back to their dorms. Qin Mo, who still had some strength, was about to shuffle off when he heard a familiar voice call out from behind him.}
If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.

Their rest was broken by their instructor kicking them all back to their dorms. Qin Mo, who still had some strength, was about to shuffle off when he heard a familiar voice call out from behind him.

_{“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”}With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

_{“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.}
“I’ll contact the person who’ll be picking us up, then,” Shen Zhuoyun chimed in. “I’ll get Yang Fanghong to send a message out for me. It’s no biggie.”

“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.

_{“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”}
Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

_{“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.}“It’s enough, then. Two months is more than enough.” Qin Mo nodded as he began thinking up the best method for their plan.

“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

_{{“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”}}Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.

“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”

_{“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.}No one knew how many circles were trekked on that mountain, and a third of their journey involved Shen Zhuoyun carrying Qin Mo. From behind, Qin Mo got a firsthand look at that boy, who didn’t break a sweat all day, turn into a mess of perspiration, prompting him to repeatedly urge Shen Zhuoyun to let him down. But that one carrying him pretended he never heard a word, and any attempt Qin Mo made to get himself down was met by him being pushed back up.

“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

_{“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.}“Aaaah!”

“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

_“Aaaah!”
“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

“Aaaah!”

_{“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.}“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.

_{“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.}Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

_{The new school doctor had yet to arrive, and, given Qin Mo’s good performance, the director gave him a key to the infirmary so he could take care of any minor bumps and scratches. A chance that allowed him to access the computer in the infirmary.}
“What?”

The new school doctor had yet to arrive, and, given Qin Mo’s good performance, the director gave him a key to the infirmary so he could take care of any minor bumps and scratches. A chance that allowed him to access the computer in the infirmary.

Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.

_{Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.}The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger. What they never expected, however, was for the bastard instructor to keep spitting crap despite being seriously injured. The man refused to give in, and Zhao Yuan was so riled up that he punched him like crazy. Try as the others might, they couldn’t wrench the two apart.

_{“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.}
“Well, three months ago, I could say I was 100% sure he’d pull through for me, but now… I can’t say I’m too sure.”

“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.

_{The man was far from fully recovered, still sporting a set of broken ribs and a punctured lung. He underwent major surgery, but that school was not a place that shelled out a dime for workplace-related injuries, so every cent that paid for his stay was his own.}After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.

_{“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.}That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.

“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

_N/A“How long do you still need?”

N/A

_{“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”}“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

_{“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.}Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1

“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

_{“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.}“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”

“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

_{“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”}Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_{“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”}
Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…

“How cruel,” Shen Zhouyun whined. “After milking me for all I’m worth, you’re just gonna toss me aside, huh? Don’t you have a conscience?”

_{The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger.}Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

_{The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.}“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.

_{Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1}
“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.

Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1

_{Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”}When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

_{Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.}“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

_{“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”}Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”

_{“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”}
“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”

_{“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.}“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

_“What?”Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.

“What?”

_{“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.}Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath. This was the sight before Qin Mo. Tanned skin beaming with a healthy glow and a pair of peach blossom eyes staring at him playfully—eyes that bore no traces of exhaustion in sight. If Qin Mo asked him right then and there to go on a date with him and go even further, it was clear he would not just leap at the chance; he’d muster the strength to go three hundred rounds!

“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.

_{“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”}“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”

_{“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

_{“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.}
Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.

“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

_{Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.}
With a tіght grip on what seemed to be an instructor, he punched the man frantically as they shuffled. Blow after blow, each heavier and wilder than the last, made the current Zhao Yuan resemble a madman. The instructor was beaten until there was not an ounce of fight left in him. His bloodied face and head made for a horrific sight.

_{A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

_{At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.}Lying there, listening to just a few of those vile words was enough to cause Zhao Yuan’s eyes to redden, and somehow, he mustered up a burst of strength. Leaping towards that bastard, he struck him so hаrd the man tried to retreat in fear, but Zhao Yuan held on so tіght he was dragged out of the warehouse with him.

At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

_{At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.}
A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

_“Aaaah!”“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

“Aaaah!”

_{“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”}When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.

“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_{“How long do you still need?”}“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”

“How long do you still need?”

_“What?”
“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

“What?”

_{At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.}Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

_{Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.}
There were distinct dark stains on Zhao Yuan’s trousers, ones dark enough to muddy the camouflage patterns, making them most likely ones from blood. His upper half was also suffused with scars and marks from sticks, punches, kicks, and whatever else, so as he moved, there was an obvious tilt in his gait.

Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

_{That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.}The new school doctor had yet to arrive, and, given Qin Mo’s good performance, the director gave him a key to the infirmary so he could take care of any minor bumps and scratches. A chance that allowed him to access the computer in the infirmary.

_{With a tіght grip on what seemed to be an instructor, he punched the man frantically as they shuffled. Blow after blow, each heavier and wilder than the last, made the current Zhao Yuan resemble a madman. The instructor was beaten until there was not an ounce of fight left in him. His bloodied face and head made for a horrific sight.}
“Aaaah!”

With a tіght grip on what seemed to be an instructor, he punched the man frantically as they shuffled. Blow after blow, each heavier and wilder than the last, made the current Zhao Yuan resemble a madman. The instructor was beaten until there was not an ounce of fight left in him. His bloodied face and head made for a horrific sight.

_{Lying there, listening to just a few of those vile words was enough to cause Zhao Yuan’s eyes to redden, and somehow, he mustered up a burst of strength. Leaping towards that bastard, he struck him so hаrd the man tried to retreat in fear, but Zhao Yuan held on so tіght he was dragged out of the warehouse with him.}That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.

_{Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.}
After throwing a retaliatory punch at Zhao Yuan, the instructor said something that caused Zhao Yuan to bellow and muster the strength to slam his entire body onto the ground. There, Zhao Yuan rained blows down upon the instructor, but even then, the man still screeched out curses.

_{“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”}Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath. This was the sight before Qin Mo. Tanned skin beaming with a healthy glow and a pair of peach blossom eyes staring at him playfully—eyes that bore no traces of exhaustion in sight. If Qin Mo asked him right then and there to go on a date with him and go even further, it was clear he would not just leap at the chance; he’d muster the strength to go three hundred rounds!

“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

_{Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.}Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.

_{After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.}
“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”

_{“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.}
The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.

_{“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.}“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.

“Come on, just for a little while. Stop moving, alright?” Shen Zhuoyun exerted a bit more force on his hold.

_{Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.}
Zhao Yuan's current losses were significant. Not only was he despised by the director, but there were quite a few instructors who had anything but kind feelings towards him for what they saw as them getting beaten in the riots for no reason. Before tossing him in the warehouse for three days spent with him being thrashed until half-dead, that ruthless director decided to play his first hand.

Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

_{Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1}When they finally returned to the school, the sky was long dark. Not a soul had an ounce of strength left to drag themselves up to their dorm rooms, so for a while, they lay sprawled out on the training grounds like a pack of dogs departed from this life.

Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1

_{A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.}Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.

A few other instructors were obviously trailing behind the two, trying their best to pull Zhao Yuan off the other person, but they couldn’t stop him. Zhao Yuan was like a wild beast on a rаmpage.

_{“I’ll contact the person who’ll be picking us up, then,” Shen Zhuoyun chimed in. “I’ll get Yang Fanghong to send a message out for me. It’s no biggie.”}
“He wanted to save his baby brother’s legs, huh? So let’s start by breaking his.”

“I’ll contact the person who’ll be picking us up, then,” Shen Zhuoyun chimed in. “I’ll get Yang Fanghong to send a message out for me. It’s no biggie.”

_{No one knew how many circles were trekked on that mountain, and a third of their journey involved Shen Zhuoyun carrying Qin Mo. From behind, Qin Mo got a firsthand look at that boy, who didn’t break a sweat all day, turn into a mess of perspiration, prompting him to repeatedly urge Shen Zhuoyun to let him down.}“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

_{Shen Zhuoyun leaned against the platform for a flag, one leg bent at the knee. His thіck camouflage jacket was tossed aside, revealing a black vest clinging so tіghtly to his body that it revealed every line and curve of the muscles lying beneath.}“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_{“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”}
With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

_{“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.}Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

“Do it yourself.” Qin Mo showed zero sympathy with his response.

_{Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” {Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…}}Qin Mo shot him a glare, yet he still reluctantly extended his hand. But the second that hand grasped his, and before he could pull with any force, that grinning youth tugged him down instead, wrapping him in his arms with all his might.

Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…

_N/A
Despite all this, Zhao Yuan had endured it all, thankful he was at least able to get his younger brother out.

N/A

_N/A“I’m not going to reveal it,” Shen Zhuoyun paused. “The only thing that worries me is the one I’m sending the message to.”

N/A

_{With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.}Solid arms still scalding like the day’s heat locked around him, tіght.

With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

_{“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.}Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.

_{“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.}“Qin Mo,” Shen Zhuoyun pressed the head of the person in his embrace into the crook of his neck, his tone finally revealing a hint of weariness. “Stay with me for a little bit.” But Qin Mo's arms and legs kept trying to wriggle free.

“Do you have a thing for self-harm?” Qin Mo spat out, but was only met with another grin and a face pretending everything was perfectly alright.

_{“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.}After a chuckle, Shen Zhuoyun finally released his hold, but Qin Mo didn’t immediately rise to his feet. The instructor was still busy rushing the other students inside, and their lying forms were obfuscated by the flag’s platform, so it would be a while before they would be noticed, allowing them to rest a bit longer.

“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

_{Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.}
The man was far from fully recovered, still sporting a set of broken ribs and a punctured lung. He underwent major surgery, but that school was not a place that shelled out a dime for workplace-related injuries, so every cent that paid for his stay was his own. Those days he spent stuck on that hospital bed were ones of pure desperation, so the second he was able to, he hauled aѕs back to the school. More than anything, he was itching for the chance to get back at Zhao Yuan.

_{“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.}“And you’re telling me this now?” Qin Mo asked him while delivering a kick.

“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

_{“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”}“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

_{“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.}
When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

“But there’s nothing we can do about it?” Shen Zhuoyun ignored the blow, replying with a grin.

_{Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.}“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”

_{“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.}N/A

“He’s limping,” Qin Mo commented out of the blue.

_N/AThat man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.

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Lying there, listening to just a few of those vile words was enough to cause Zhao Yuan’s eyes to redden, and somehow, he mustered up a burst of strength. Leaping towards that bastard, he struck him so hаrd the man tried to retreat in fear, but Zhao Yuan held on so tіght he was dragged out of the warehouse with him.

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_{The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.}When he first got there with two other instructors in tow, the sight of the boy’s trashed appearance warmed his heart enough to make him forgo his scolding. Instead, another topic came to mind: that boy’s younger brother, Zhao Xuan. All the things he did to Zhao Xuan, even the acts that were beyond filth, were reminisced upon before Zhao Yuan with glee. One after the other, those vile words, both inside and out, each cut through that boy’s heart like a knife.

_{“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”}The yells finally clued Shen Zhuoyun in on who the instructor being pinned down by Zhao Yuan was. It was none other than that bastard instructor for Class 8. But neither he nor Qin Mo knew that the instructor in question was the one who came looking for a fight all on his own this time around. He was not just scυm; he was also a cheap bastard.

“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

_{“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”}
The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger. What they never expected, however, was for the bastard instructor to keep spitting crap despite being seriously injured. The man refused to give in, and Zhao Yuan was so riled up that he punched him like crazy. Try as the others might, they couldn’t wrench the two apart.

“Goddamn pack animal! You mothafυcking beast! You angry? You wanna come at me?! Go ahead! Come at me now, you sonovabitch!”

_{Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”}The other instructors, brought to put on a show of force, dawdled before trying to pry the two apart. Even though they were also left utterly disgusted by the words that man said, and had initially planned on letting the boy get a few punches in to sate his anger. What they never expected, however, was for the bastard instructor to keep spitting crap despite being seriously injured. The man refused to give in, and Zhao Yuan was so riled up that he punched him like crazy. Try as the others might, they couldn’t wrench the two apart.

Hearing his plan made Qin Mo think for a while with knitted brows before asking, “Are you planning on telling him? Won't he reveal everything to them?”

_{“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”}Chapter 25: The Battle of the Cornered Beast – Part 1

“Hey. I’m kinda all out of gas, so can you lend a guy a hand?”

_{Glaring at him through the corner of his eye, Qin Mo thought carefully for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s put a pin in your idea for now, and I’ll see if I can contact someone.” Grandpa’s surgery is probably over by now, so if I can get in contact with Qin Zhen this time, maybe…}
The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.

_{“Two months,” Shen Zhuoyun stated. “I can’t give any more time than that. I’ve already been training here for over six months. After a year passes, I’m worried the ones outside might decide to make a move to get rid of me for good. When that time comes, it won't matter where I go.”}There were distinct dark stains on Zhao Yuan’s trousers, ones dark enough to muddy the camouflage patterns, making them most likely ones from blood. His upper half was also suffused with scars and marks from sticks, punches, kicks, and whatever else, so as he moved, there was an obvious tilt in his gait.

_{Their rest was broken by their instructor kicking them all back to their dorms. Qin Mo, who still had some strength, was about to shuffle off when he heard a familiar voice call out from behind him.}If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.

Their rest was broken by their instructor kicking them all back to their dorms. Qin Mo, who still had some strength, was about to shuffle off when he heard a familiar voice call out from behind him.

_{“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.}
That man’s sutures, which barely had enough time to heal given how recently they were made, had no chance of bearing the brunt of Zhao Yuan’s rage. Stitches popped one after the other, allowing fresh blood to flow freely. The flood of red soaked the ground below him to such a degree that it gave the other instructors a fright.

“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.

_{The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.}At least he did until that instructor from Class 8 went looking for death.

The end result was simply a self-inflicted death.

_{If the intervals were too long, there was no guarantee that someone from the other side wouldn’t randomly decide to run a system restore or do a reinstallation that would result in all his hаrd work being for nought.}Shen Zhuoyun wanted to say more, but the sound of movement at the other end of the training ground caught his attention. Sitting up and glancing back in the direction of the noise, he saw an old acquaintance—Zhao Yuan.

_{“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.}“Who the hell would want to stay with you?” Qin Mo shot back. “Can you not smell yourself? There’s sweat all over you!” Qin Mo was always a bit of a clean freak, and the only reason he accepted these less-than-ideal situations was because he had no choice once he entered that place. But this in no way meant he could stand the idea of being smothered by a sweat-drenched Shen Zhuoyun.

“How long can you give me?” Qin Mo asked in return.

_{With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.}N/A

With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

_{“How long do you still need?”}
“We can’t fight anymore,” Shen Zhouyun’s brows knitted. “If we fight them again, we’ll really end up dead.”

“How long do you still need?”

_{“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.}“Aaaah!”

“How are things going with the surveillance system?” Shen Zhuoyun asked.

_{“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”}With that command, Zhao Yuan was beaten by a group of instructors wielding sticks. Like that, the main focus of their attacks was beating them until limp and bloody.

“It’s going well,” Qin Mo thought a bit before adding, “but the last step needs to happen on the day before we leave. It would be too risky to do it any earlier.”

_{Qin Mo decided to send a virus to the server in the control room, which would force that host to automatically replace the surveillance video at regular intervals. But the shorter the intervals, the lower the risk.}Before, it was Doctor Jiang’s laptop he used, and he made sure to copy everything to the USB before leaving. But unlike the laptop, when using the infirmary computer, he had to be extra careful not to leave a trace to prevent the new doctor from anything that would prompt them to look beyond the surface.

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