Looking into those eyes, filled with boundless determination, Brian Bennett, Evelyn Foster couldn’t help but feel a flicker of wavering in her heart.

But she was no ordinary person; in an instant, she returned to normal. Thinking that she had actually been intimidated by a boy who wasn’t even a martial artist, her competitive spirit surged: “Don’t talk about standing at the top of the world. As long as you can break through to first rank, I’ll really make your bed and fold your quilt as your wife!”

“Then just wait to be my wife!” Brian Bennett’s words were calm, but full of confidence.

Evelyn Foster gently shook her head. Although she admired Brian Bennett’s confidence, the world wasn’t as simple as just having confidence.

“Youthful feelings are always poetic!” she murmured softly, almost to herself, then casually turned her head away.

From Evelyn Foster’s words, there was no mockery, nor any sarcasm. What Brian Bennett could hear was a kind of lofty disregard.

Coming to this world, Brian Bennett couldn’t quite laugh at the passing of flowers, but he could hold true to his heart, not caring about others’ idle gossip.

He knew he wasn’t a good person, but neither was he a bad one. For reputation points, he could do good deeds for the whole town, and he could also beat up the swindling Harold Watson.

But this kind of condescending gaze, this indifference, made a fire burn in his heart. This fire, only a small part of it was aimed at Evelyn Foster; most of it turned into ambition!

I must let this world know that I, Brian Bennett, am definitely the one standing at the top of the world!

Without saying anything more to Evelyn Foster, Brian Bennett strode out of the small grove. That damned reputation value—he had to raise it today!

Luming Town was still Luming Town. The bustling morning market was still crowded, people coming and going in an endless stream.

But those who were about to greet Brian Bennett now swallowed their words when they saw him.

They felt that the always-friendly second young master of the Zheng family now looked murderous, giving off a “don’t mess with me” vibe.

“Harold Watson, you old bastard, what exactly did you say to the second young master yesterday? He was fine, so how did he turn out like this?” As Harold Watson was carefully swallowing the last mouthful of porridge, someone suddenly grabbed his collar and shouted.

Seeing the restaurant’s boss lady, who looked like a mountain of meat, Harold Watson felt like crying. Before he could explain, seven or eight more people surrounded him, all glaring angrily.

From the look of it, if Harold Watson didn’t give an explanation, he could forget about leaving the table today!

At this moment, Harold Watson’s eyes were brimming with tears. He was the one who got beaten up for no reason, so how did these foolish village women end up blaming the victim?

This was truly an injustice for the ages!

Leaving aside how Harold Watson tried to explain himself, Brian Bennett swept his cold gaze over the people at the morning market.

Women—he couldn’t hit them. Men—too old, still couldn’t hit them. This one looked sturdy, but he’d always greeted him with a smile over the years, so they were familiar. If he just went up and beat him, that didn’t seem right.

After rejecting one after another, Brian Bennett realized he’d already walked halfway down the only street in Luming Town.

Forget it, just pick a target!

To get that damned reputation value, he’d have to go all out!

No, it’s you, dear fellow townsfolk, who’ll have to make a little sacrifice! Just as Brian Bennett made up his mind, a commotion broke out ahead!

Chapter 4: Not Vicious Enough? Hit Harder

“Uncle Qin, please have mercy, do us a favor. My Daisy is still young, please give us a little more time. We’ll pay back those ten taels of silver within a month!” a hoarse-voiced middle-aged woman pleaded desperately, clutching the leg of a burly man.

The burly man glared at her and kicked her away, cursing viciously, “Old beggar woman, look carefully! It’s written in black and white right here—your husband Samuel Thompson pawned your daughter to our Silver Hook Gambling House for ten taels of silver!”

“Ten taels of silver—do you think I care about your ten taels? Bah!”

As he spoke, the man angrily waved to the people behind him. “Hurry up and take the girl away!”

“Mom… Mom, I don’t want to go!” came a childish voice from behind.

“What a sin! That Samuel Thompson really is something. A perfectly good family ruined just because of his gambling!”

“Who says not? Little Daisy is such a good girl. If she really ends up at the Silver Hook Gambling House, what good could come of it?”

“Sigh, Silver Hook Gambling House—who dares offend them?”

The crowd buzzed with discussion. In her despair, the middle-aged woman suddenly leapt up from the ground, as if grabbing a lifeline, and cried out, “Second young master of the Zheng family said yesterday that he’s taken a liking to my Little Daisy and wants to marry her! You… you can’t take my Little Daisy away!”

Her words seemed to jolt the onlookers, and they all started shouting, “That’s right, I saw it too. The second young master of the Zheng family said he wanted to marry Little Daisy!”