He looked this guy up and down, then his face darkened as he asked, “Be honest... how did you get the information?”

“This...” Ethan Shaw gave an awkward smile, then gritted his teeth, “I said you’ve had a crush on her for a long time. As your friend, I couldn’t bear to see you suffer from lovesickness... Damn, if you’ve got guts, don’t chase after her!”

Seeing William Thompson step forward with a stern face, the pretty boy immediately turned and ran, shouting as he fled, “Anyway, she thinks we’re both from the ugly class... do you really have to act like this?”

Don’t be fooled by his chubby appearance—he could actually run pretty fast.

“Don’t run!” William Thompson shouted. Since he was currently on duty at the library, he definitely couldn’t leave his post, so he could only shout again, “If you’ve got guts, don’t go back to the dorm after class!”

Someone Thompson’s fighting skills were undoubtedly number one in dorm 303, even without using his Windwatcher abilities.

“Hey, you should’ve said so earlier,” Ethan Shaw ran more than ten zhang away, then suddenly stopped, turned around with a beaming smile, and walked back.

But he still didn’t dare get too close. He stopped three or four zhang away, waggling his eyebrows and grinning, “The key is, this method works, right? See, it took me less than a day to help you figure it out.”

“You little punk...” William Thompson was both angry and amused. “I knew it, I should’ve charged you ten silver coins back then. Forget it, how else have you messed with me?”

“I hardly messed with you at all, okay?” Ethan Shaw widened his eyes, looking very aggrieved.

“‘Hardly’ messed with me?” William Thompson narrowed his eyes. “So you still messed with me?”

Although you couldn’t see him move, and his clothes covered it, anyone could sense that his body had naturally tensed up, like a fully drawn bow, ready to snap at any moment.

Of course, Ethan Shaw sensed it too, so he quickly took two steps back, loudly protesting, “Hey, hey, she’s actually really happy. She just hopes you’ll have a bit of courage and go talk to her like a man... If I go to her again next time, she’ll think I’m lying and say I’m making her look bad!”

“So that’s how it is...” William Thompson’s eyes shifted, as if he was plotting something.

“All right... don’t get any funny ideas. She doesn’t want you to go looking for her,” Ethan Shaw keenly noticed the change in his aura. “She already said she wants to focus on her studies. If you really like her, focusing on your cultivation is the right thing to do.”

If William Thompson were really a seventeen-year-old boy, he might have been fooled by these words, but he wasn’t.

Focusing on studies was just a pretext. The other party hadn’t rejected him, nor shown any sign of distancing herself, which meant she wasn’t opposed to further contact.

At the very least, they could discuss cultivation—wasn’t it normal for an outer dorm student to seek advice from an inner dorm student?

The next moment, he frowned and coughed lightly. “But, I actually find that gentle girl more to my liking. You went to ask Yvonne King questions... do you have some ulterior motive?”

“How did you...” Ethan Shaw was dumbfounded. Come on, who jokes like this?

The next moment, he was shocked to see a burly girl slowly walk out from around the corner of the library not far away. She didn’t say a word, just walked toward them step by step.

“See, if you like her, you can just say so,” William Thompson, with his back to Yvonne King, acted as if he was “completely unaware” of what was happening behind him, and spoke sincerely, “You’re right, she really is a tomboy, but... she has her own charms too.”

“You, you, you... damn it,” Ethan Shaw’s face twitched twice. He wanted to run, but earlier today he’d already experienced the strength of an inner dorm student—he couldn’t win in a fight, and he couldn’t outrun her either.

At this point, saying anything else was pointless. He forced a smile, “Tomboy... that’s the first time I’ve heard that nickname. Clearly you’re the one who gave it to her, and you even said she might not like men.”

He had a hunch that William Thompson was saying such wildly different things because he sensed something was up behind him. Although it sounded unlikely, that’s just how he felt.

Still, even so, he had to do his best to smear his opponent—better him than me, after all.

William Thompson sensed a faint murderous aura from behind, but just pretended not to know, grinning, “Nonsense, you’re the one who said it. With your weight... you’re the only one who could hold her down.”

“...” Ethan Shaw froze for a moment, then turned and bolted, running even faster than before. As he ran, he shouted at the top of his lungs, “William Thompson, if you’ve got guts, don’t go back to the dorm after class!”

“Huh?” William Thompson watched him run off in surprise, shaking his head. “How strange... Senior King?”

He turned around and “finally saw” Yvonne King behind him, and was instantly stunned.

Senior King’s face was a bit pale, and her body was trembling slightly. When she saw him greet her, she managed to compose herself a little. “I came to the library to borrow a book. You... you’re here to borrow a book too? What a coincidence.”

“I’m just here for library inspection, earning a volunteer stipend,” William Thompson replied with a smile, showing a mouthful of white teeth.