"Hey! Did you guys hear? That loser showed up. I can't believe he actually dared to come back!"

"Yeah! Even though the rumors about him and Laura Clark goddess were proven false, The Grant Family has already said they're going to break his legs!"

"Not just The Grant Family, even The Sullivan Family is furious! Several of The Sullivan Family's top members even threatened to expel him from The Sullivan Family and never acknowledge him again!"

"Tsk tsk! Now that this guy is back, a few of the big shots from The Grant Family in our school will be the first to go after him!"

"......"

These heated discussions filled the air, and almost every sentence was brimming with disdain and contempt for Evan Clark.

It was as if Evan Clark was a complete joke, the target of everyone's ridicule.

Hearing all this, Evan Clark let out a cold smirk at the corner of his mouth, then strode into the classroom.

Swish!

As soon as Evan Clark entered, the entire class instantly fell silent. Almost everyone turned their eyes toward him in unison.

Within those gazes, there was nothing but amusement, as if they were watching a joke, their contempt reaching its peak.

Not only that, Evan Clark spotted Faye Reed and Charles Bell among the crowd.

Both were students in Class 2, Senior Year 3, and Charles Bell was even the class monitor.

When they noticed Evan Clark looking over, Charles Bell and Faye Reed immediately showed deep resentment on their faces.

Especially Charles Bell, whose eyes flashed with malice. For some reason, though, a mocking, sinister grin curled at his lips, as if he had already put what happened at the school gate behind him.

Seeing this, Evan Clark frowned slightly, but didn't pay it any mind. He walked straight to the corner of the last row and sat down.

As soon as Evan Clark sat, Charles Bell suddenly turned his head, gave Evan Clark a vicious grin, and made a throat-slitting gesture in provocation.

That look made it seem as if, in his eyes, Evan Clark was already a dead man, his smile wicked and sinister.

Hmm?

A cold glint flashed in Evan Clark's eyes.

Just then, a chubby, almost ball-shaped figure came running in.

"Madman! Madman! Hurry..."

This chubby guy was about 1.6 meters tall, with a big head and ears, his whole body puffed up like it had been inflated, round in every direction, just like a ball.

At this moment, he was running, sweating profusely, panting as he rushed up to Evan Clark, grabbed him, and tried to pull him away:

"Madman! A few of The Grant Family's punks know you're back! They've already brought people! Hurry... run!!!"

The chubby guy's face was full of anxiety, but Evan Clark just paused for a moment, and then a name surfaced in his mind.

Frank Price!

Evan Clark's only true friend in his previous life!

If the old Evan Clark was mocked by everyone, then Frank Price was definitely the only one who never laughed at him.

He still remembered, the old Evan Clark was extremely timid and weak, never fought back, never talked back, and because he was bullied, Frank Price often helped him in fights.

Many times, they ended up bloodied, but Frank Price never backed down once.

This was a chubby guy who treated him like a brother!

Thinking of this, Evan Clark's heart warmed, and he gave Frank Price a gentle smile:

"Fatty, it's fine! Sit down!"

"Sit down my ass! Madman, you need to run!" Frank Price was sweating anxiously, and seeing Evan Clark acting so slow, he was so mad his face turned red:

"Madman! This time, the rumors about you and Laura Clark have completely enraged The Grant Family! Especially those big shots from The Grant Family, trying to please Ryan Grant, they can't wait to tear you to pieces! They're already here, if you don't run now..."

Frank Price was in a total panic.

But before he could finish, Evan Clark smiled slightly and pressed him down into the seat.

Hmm?

This scene stunned Frank Price.

As Evan Clark's only true friend, he knew him best. The old Evan Clark was timid and cowardly—if he knew The Grant Family's people were coming to cause trouble, he would've run away long ago.

But now, Evan Clark was calm and composed, as if he didn't care at all.

Not only that, Frank Price was shocked to find that when Evan Clark pulled him into the seat, the move seemed simple, but he himself couldn't resist at all.

It was as if Evan Clark's hands contained immense strength, and he was like a helpless chick, unable to fight back.

"Mad... madman! You..."

Frank Price stared at Evan Clark in shock, wanting to ask something.

But just then, with a loud 'bang', the classroom door was kicked open, and six or seven figures stormed in.

Leading them was a young man, dressed in designer brands, wearing a gold watch, his whole body glittering with gold, looking like a nouveau riche.

He had a buzz cut, an ugly face, and looked fierce and menacing.

Seeing him, everyone in Class 2, Senior Year 3, was shocked.

William Grant!

One of the most arrogant members of The Grant Family, notorious for being aggressive and vicious, known as the number one bully of Class 4, Senior Year 3!

No one dared mess with him!

Behind William Grant, the five or six others were all strong and burly, with fierce faces—each one was among the toughest fighters in Class 4, Senior Year 3.

Seeing this, almost all the students looked at Evan Clark, their eyes filled with mockery and pity.

They had long heard of William Grant's ruthlessness, and knew that Evan Clark's fate would be nothing short of miserable.

It's over!