Shizi Longhao was stunned for nearly a minute before he came back to his senses, dumbfounded as he stared at Ye Feng.
Even though Shizi Longhao was a master of Inner Strength at Great Perfection, he now had no idea how Ye Feng had managed to send him flying.
The surrounding female students let out an angry roar after witnessing the scene, their eyes showing a frenzied anger: "Ye Feng, you bastard, are you a reckless brute from the countryside? How could you be so rude? How could you lay hands on senior Shizi Longhao? Have you no humanity? You’ve gone too far!"
"Ye Feng, you scumbag, senior Shizi Longhao came to deliver your identification documents, and yet you could do something ? I despise you, I curse you, may you never find a girlfriend in your life!"
"You are just a bastard, how dare you hit senior Shizi Longhao, you truly are a disgrace!"
"Shut up!" Ye Feng roared, and instantly, a terrifying sonic wave echoed across the entire classroom.
It was like a bolt of thunder on a clear day, suddenly entering the classroom, making everyone’s ears buzz and their faces reflect a look of agony.
Ye Feng’s faint killing intent permeated the classroom, making everyone shiver uncontrollably and look at Ye Feng with fear in their eyes.
Ye Feng was truly speechless towards these senseless women; previously they said he had no power to snatch the identification documents from Shizi Longhao, but now that Ye Feng had grabbed them, they blamed him instead.
Ye Feng coldly looked at Shizi Longhao, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Shizi Longhao struggled to stand, swaying, and finally steadied himself with the support of the Martial Arts Club members.
Shizi Longhao looked at Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, I indeed underestimated you before, and I was wrong. You are very strong. I am now officially inviting you to join under the banner of brother Sanjing Shiro. He will lead us all towards a glorious path, and the position of the president of the Martial Arts Club at Kyoto University will definitely belong to Sanjing Shiro.
As long as you are willing, be it money or status, brother Sanjing Shiro will surely satisfy you!"
Everyone looked at Ye Feng, expecting him to agree, because Sanjing Shiro was not only one of the three big names in Kyoto University, but also the young master of the Sanjing Family, a highly prestigious person whom many sought to get close to.
Once one could become one of Sanjing Shiro’s men, one’s life was bound to be smooth and successful, facing no obstacles and destined for a boundless future.
Ye Feng spoke indifferently, "I refuse..."
"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone was stunned. Such a golden opportunity, and yet Ye Feng gave it up; nobody could understand what he was thinking.
"Ye Feng, think it over, being able to follow brother Sanjing Shiro is a blessing you could not cultivate in several lifetimes. If you give it up , you will definitely regret it!" Shizi Longhao shouted loudly.
However, Ye Feng remained composed, unaffected by Shizi Longhao’s words, and simply shook his head.
"To make me follow Sanjing Shiro, he is not yet qualified..." Ye Feng stated.
"What did you say!" Shizi Longhao was instantly enraged, his eyes showing a murderous intent. He could not believe Ye Feng dared to arrogantly state that Sanjing Shiro was not qualified.
"I said, Sanjing Shiro, is not qualified!" Ye Feng remained calm.
"Bastard! You’d better not regret this!" Shizi Longhao’s eyes filled with rage and bloodshot,then he left with his group.
Everyone looked at Ye Feng as if he was a fool, convinced that Ye Feng was doomed for directly offending Sanjing Shiro. They all knew what it meant to offend Sanjing Shiro.
After watching Sanjing Shiro and the others leave, Ye Feng turned towards his own desk.
Ye Feng was stunned; his whole body froze.
The desk that Ye Feng had kicked earlier had already been tidied up, not just the desk, but everything was neatly arranged. Osaka Youdao, holding a cloth, was carefully wiping Ye Feng’s desk.
Then, carefully picking up a pot of Immortal plant from the windowsill, he placed it on Ye Feng’s desk.
Ye Feng’s desk was wiped so clean it could almost be used as a mirror.
Ye Feng looked at Osaka Youdao. Osaka Youdao’s body jolted, immediately straightening up, standing erect along with his two lackeys in front of Ye Feng, their eyes showing respectful fear.
"Big brother, please sit!" Osaka Youdao and his two lackeys almost shouted in unison.
Their faces wore smiles, their mouths turned upwards like crescents, their eyes filled with servility.
At this moment, Osaka Youdao and his two lackeys appeared utterly harmless, nowhere near their usual domineering and arrogant selves.
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly; previously, Osaka Youdao thought he was someone easy to bully, even giving him a hundred yuan to buy stir-fry and bread. Now, knowing Ye Feng had joined the Martial Arts Club and become a first-class member, Osaka Youdao’s entire attitude had drastically changed, showing extreme respect towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng ignored Osaka Youdao and his group, instead returning to his seat to sit down.
Osaka Youdao respectfully spoke to Ye Feng: "Big brother, you’ve been standing for two minutes, you must be tired, shall we give you a shoulder rub?"
Then, Osaka Youdao turned to his two lackeys: "You two, go to the cafeteria and get some drinks for big brother!"
"Yes!" The two lackeys responded and ran out directly.
Osaka Youdao placed his hands on Ye Feng’s shoulders, massaging carefully, extremely cautious as if he feared offending Ye Feng and making him unhappy.
Ye Feng spoke indifferently, "That’s enough, no need to keep massaging."
"Yes! Big brother!" Osaka Youdao nodded, then stood by Ye Feng’s side, as if ready to await Ye Feng’s orders.
Ye Feng frowned, "Alright, go back to class. If there’s nothing important, don’t bother me!"
"Yes! Big brother!" Osaka Youdao quickly agreed.