"Brian, they all said you were crazy. I never believed it, but now even I believe it—you really are—crazy!" Jack saw the obsessed look on Ryan Carter's face, and after hearing him boast about winning over Vanessa, he twisted his chubby neck, shook his head, and sighed.

"Hey, those are the pastries Buck used to please Lisa. Haha, we're really lucky! I've never tasted such exquisite noble food before!" When Ryan Carter saw Buck leave in a hurry without taking the pastries, he immediately rushed over, grabbed the two delicate pastry boxes without a second thought, and started devouring them.

While eating, he kept praising, "Tsk tsk, this is really delicious. That fight was totally worth it. Here, I borrowed half a loaf of bread from you just now, now I'm paying you back with a whole box of fancy pastries. You really made a profit!"

"But those belong to Buck?"

"He got beaten up by me, so now they're mine!"

Jack: "…"

At this moment, Ryan Carter himself felt a bit strange. Ever since arriving on the Qiao Continent and practicing demonic arts, his appetite had grown, and his personality seemed to have become bolder. Things he never dared to do before, he not only dared to do now, but he also found himself wanting more and more.

"Brian Jack, you two should be cleaning the lab right now. You still haven't finished wiping the statues? If we get punished because of you, you two brats are done for!"

Just as Ryan Carter and Jack finished the exquisite pastries and were still marveling at the taste, two slightly older laborers suddenly walked up behind them, each holding a broom, shouting at Ryan Carter and Jack, urging them to hurry up and clean the lab.

These two laborers, both over 1.7 meters tall and in their twenties, were called Brock and Carrie. Over the years, relying on their strength, they often bullied Brian and Jack, and even forced some of their own work onto them—like cleaning the lab, which should have been their job at this moment.

"Not going!" Ryan Carter didn't even bother to look at them. He'd long wanted to ignore them, and now that he felt stronger—having just fought Buck without suffering—his confidence soared. He thought to himself, having just eaten, his stomach was a bit bloated; if they didn't back off, another fight would help with digestion.

"Ha, not going? Brian, have you really gone mad? You even dare to ignore Brock's orders? Want me to beat some sense into you?" Brock clenched his right fist, staring coldly at Ryan Carter with a sneer.

"Ah, my head hurts!" Ryan Carter squatted on the ground, holding his head and shaking as if in pain. Jack had been about to obediently go clean the lab, but seeing Ryan Carter pull this act again, he hesitated and stood still, watching Ryan Carter expectantly.

"Crazy or not, if you don't listen, I'll beat you until you do!" The other one, Carrie, had an even worse temper. He strode over in three big steps and raised his right foot to kick at Ryan Carter.

At that moment, Ryan Carter suddenly jumped up with a loud "Wuya!" Carrie's right foot landed squarely on Ryan Carter's chest. Ryan Carter cried out in pain, grabbed Carrie's right leg with both hands, and with a sudden lift, sent Carrie tumbling to the side, crashing into another statue and grimacing in pain.

Brock saw Carrie charge at Ryan Carter and smiled, thinking Ryan Carter was asking for it. But unexpectedly, although Ryan Carter took a kick, Carrie ended up worse off.

"Alright, Brian, you actually dared to fight back! Brock, let's get him together and teach this brat a lesson!" Carrie cried out as he got up and charged at Ryan Carter again, calling for Brock to join in.

If I dared to fight Buck, you two idiots are nothing! Ryan Carter still held his head and pretended to be in pain, but a cold, ruthless smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

When Carrie and Brock both came at him, Ryan Carter kept yelling in pain while flailing his arms and legs wildly. Although he took a few punches and kicks—"crack, crack"—Carrie and Brock didn't have it easy either, getting hit by Ryan Carter's wild swings.

Ryan Carter was used to being beaten, and with the demonic energy now strengthening his body in a "solid" way, he could easily withstand their blows. His stamina had also improved, and as he swung his fists around, Carrie and Brock ended up with bruised and swollen faces, looking far more miserable than Ryan Carter.

The three laborers brawled at the intersection, with no real technique. As the fight dragged on, Carrie and Brock grew more and more sore and tired. Ryan Carter only felt a slight pain, and even found it enjoyable, as if he had endless energy. He fought more and more vigorously, and in the end, it was Ryan Carter chasing Carrie and Brock around, until they finally fled in panic.

"Ha, that was a great fight! Jack, from now on, we don't have to do Carrie and Brock's work anymore. If they dare bully you again, just tell me—I'll beat them to a pulp!"

At this moment, the chubby Jack looked at Ryan Carter with admiration, grabbed him and laughed, " Brian, you're amazing now! You actually drove off both Carrie and Brock by yourself. How did you do it?"