"Hey, classmate, are you here for freshman registration? Look at you, carrying all that luggage—how troublesome. Let me help you." Right after, the convertible's roof flipped all the way back, revealing a guy in a plaid shirt, wearing sunglasses, and hair so gelled it could be a sculpture.

Lily Walker ignored him. This guy had been following her since the subway station. The sunglasses guy clearly wasn't giving up; he shifted into reverse and kept following Lily Walker. "Hey, classmate, which school are you from? Don't ignore me, look how sincere I am—chased you all the way here. As the saying goes, the more friends you have, the more paths you have."

Lily Walker kept moving forward, about to cross the street. The BMW guy, seeing this, actually parked his car sideways right on the crosswalk, then jumped out, slapped the car with a cheeky grin, and sidled up to Lily Walker.

"Classmate, look, I just want to make a friend. Where are you going? Let me give you a ride. I’m telling you, there’s nothing in this area I don’t know."

David Thompson and the others were already running in this direction. This guy was just asking for a beating.

"Get lost." Lily Walker didn't even look at him, clearly at the end of her patience.

"Damn, bitch, you dare curse at me?" The sunglasses guy had never been treated like this before. He immediately reached out toward Lily Walker, his hand aiming for a sensitive area.

David Thompson and the others were anxious too. What era is this, and where did such a rare scumbag pop up from? But they were still more than ten meters away—shouting wouldn't help in time.

Chapter 8: What a Spinning Kick

At that moment, Lily Walker suddenly stepped back, dodging the "An Lushan Claw." Using her suitcase as a pivot, she spun around and kicked out at a forty-five-degree angle.

Bang!

The sunglasses guy, his jaw taking a heavy blow, collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and groaning. David Thompson and the others had arrived, stunned—what a spinning kick! Turns out she wasn't just long-legged.

"Blind as a bat, coming to our school gate to act like a pervert—are you looking for trouble?" David Thompson and the others didn't hold back, rushing over to give him a few more kicks. Did this jerk think all the guys at Huzheng were dead?

"Hey, so you’re all in on this, trying to set me up, huh? Just wait, you’ll regret this." The sunglasses guy, still on the ground, pulled out his phone and started taking pictures. "College students beating people up, huh? I’ve got connections at the police, just you wait. If I don’t get you expelled, I’ll take your last name!"

Little White and the others exchanged glances. Damn, they’d run into a real scumbag. They weren’t worried for themselves, but Lily Walker was here to study at Huzheng—she couldn’t get in trouble before even entering the school.

While everyone hesitated, David Thompson laughed, looking genuinely amused. "Tsk tsk, you don’t see this every day. Idiot, look at that sign—what school is this?"

"Hu... Huadong University of Political Science and Law." The sunglasses guy was stunned. Not the Art Academy?

With looks like that, she’s not in the arts?

"I’ve seen stupid people, but never someone dumb enough to pull this crap here." David Thompson waved dismissively at the sunglasses guy, then pointed at the traffic light at the intersection. "You parked on the crosswalk, drove in reverse against traffic. You know this is a monitored area, right? You still need to take photos? Forcible molestation, in broad daylight, that’s an aggravated offense. Guys, we’re all witnesses. How many years does that get? Let’s give him a free law lesson."

"According to Article 237 of the Criminal Law, your behavior gets you about five years. Don’t worry, you’ll still be a man when you get out." Little White chimed in smoothly, though he didn’t actually remember the law that well.

"Bro, you’ve got a nice figure, pretty fair-skinned too. You’ll be popular inside." Samuel Reed said with a wicked grin, making the sunglasses guy clench up—some parts of him were even fairer.

"Don’t waste time talking, just call 110. Scum like this should’ve been recycled long ago." John Foster pulled out his phone.

The sunglasses guy turned pale. He wasn’t stupid—he didn’t think what he did was that serious, but he’d gotten nothing out of it and was now getting beaten up. It was like a scammer running into the police. "Guys, I was wrong, really wrong. I won’t do it again. I’ll leave, I’ll leave right now."

The sunglasses guy scrambled up from the ground, jumped into his car in a few quick steps, and sped off. He’d probably take a detour every time he passed by here from now on.

"Thank you, seniors. This is the east gate of Huadong University of Political Science and Law, right?" Lily Walker looked over the four of them, flashing a brilliant smile and a set of dazzling white teeth, bowing as she spoke.

The four of them were stunned for a moment. That smile really had a touch of breathtaking beauty—big, beautiful eyes full of mischief. Beauty was one thing, but Lily Walker had an indescribable aura that made people want to get closer.

She was definitely not an easy little freshman to deal with.

"Yoyo, haven’t seen you in years and you’ve turned into a real beauty. How could you not recognize me? I’m Evan White." Little White couldn’t help but laugh—this girl still hadn’t recognized him.

"Brother Xiaobai, just teasing you. If you’d come any later, I might’ve been in real danger." Lily Walker said.

"If we’d come any later, he’d be the one in danger." David Thompson couldn’t help but say. This girl definitely had a temper. Most people would’ve just yelled at the guy to leave, but she went straight for a KO. It was really satisfying.

"That move was awesome—footwork, spinning kick, all in one go. Like a real blind monk." Samuel Reed couldn’t help but praise her. Too bad he was already taken, or he’d definitely go after such a beauty.

Classmate Samuel Reed might be a bit of a chatterbox, but that was just because they were all so close.