The young nobles of Wuling, east of the Golden Market, with silver saddles and white horses, pass through the spring breeze Chapter 93: Even the Mighty Dragon Cannot Suppress the Local Serpent (Part 3)

As they passed by the basketball court, quite a few boys whistled at the two girls.
“Tsk tsk, beauties—when did our school have such pretty girls?”
“That fat guy’s a freshman in the mechanical engineering department, right? I’ve seen his girlfriend, she’s decent, but compared to these two, damn, she’s a mutt.”
Some braver boys even approached with their phones in hand, grinning as they blocked the girls’ path.
“Hey gorgeous, mind giving me your contact information?” The question was directed at the heiress.
Shen Mo Lan gave him a withering look.
“Get lost. I never speak to toads.”
The boy was fuming, while his companions snickered maliciously. Swans were few, toads were many; no fewer than a dozen boys took turns harassing the two girls as they walked.
“Miss, can I have your contact info? I’ll treat you to dinner tonight.”
“Hey beauty, want to take a walk on the track tonight?”
The two girls were long accustomed to this, but Xia Chu Ran’s refusals were much gentler—she usually just put on a stern face and said,
“Sorry, I never give my number to strangers.”
Shen Mo Lan was far less polite, displaying her heiress demeanor to the fullest.
“Scram!” Clear and concise.
Tired from their stroll, the group sat on stone benches by the artificial lake, gazing out at the water in a daze. Suddenly, a fashionable girl approached.
“Hey, what brand is your outfit? Looks pretty nice.”
“Scram!” Shen Mo Lan didn’t even think before replying.
No sooner had she spoken than Shen Mo Lan realized something was off—the voice was distinctly feminine. She turned, intending to explain, only to find a spirited girl standing before her, flanked by several equally spirited companions.
“Damn, I asked you a question and this is your attitude?” The spirited girl was furious.
The two girls behind her stepped forward, jabbing fingers at Shen Mo Lan and berating her,
“You little brat, how dare you speak to Sister Yu like that?”
Shen Mo Lan swallowed her apology, instead surveying the group coldly and spitting out,
“Get out of my way. I always speak like this.”
The spirited girl seemed to be a well-known figure at school. Faced with Shen Mo Lan’s attitude, she exploded.
“You little brat, I thought your clothes looked nice, so I asked about the brand. What’s with your tone? Tsk tsk, did your sugar daddy buy them for you?”
Shen Mo Lan had never endured such insult. She stood, looking down on the spirited girl—who barely reached one meter sixty.
“Do I need one? You look more like someone out to sell herself. That outfit can’t cost more than a hundred, and your shoes are fake.”
The spirited girl raised her arm to slap Shen Mo Lan, but her short reach left her swinging at air, nearly stumbling.

“Damn, you dare to fight back? Da Chen, Xiao Chen, tear her mouth apart!” The spirited girl was incensed, though Shen Mo Lan had only stepped back half a pace.
The two girls behind her rolled up their sleeves.
“So you dare lay hands on Sister Yu? We’ll kill you, you brat!” They moved in.
Shen Mo Lan was starting to panic—she’d never been in a catfight before—but Baozi stepped forward in time, pulling Yu Jie aside.
“Heh, Yu Jie, right? I know you, I’m Baozi. You know me, give me a little face, won’t you?”
Yu Jie cast a disdainful glance at Baozi.
“Damn, so it’s you, fatso. Is this brat your girlfriend?”
Baozi awkwardly tossed his hair.
“No, no, you know my girlfriend—look, Yan Zi’s my girlfriend. This is my friend’s companion.”
Yu Jie eyed the hefty Baozi and reluctantly nodded.
“Fine. Since you gave my boyfriend a computer, I’ll let this brat off today. Let’s go.” With that, she led her friends away.
Shen Mo Lan let out a long sigh of relief, and Xia Chu Ran’s face was equally tense.
“Wow, that was scary. How are the girls at this school so unreasonable?”
Baozi strode over, waving his hand like a big shot.
“Don’t worry, didn’t scare you, did I? These girls don’t know better, but they all know me. No one would dare touch you here.”
“Oh? Didn’t expect you had some clout, Baozi.” Shen Mo Lan was skeptical, but Baozi had indeed stepped up for her.
“Of course, what do you think? I didn’t get by at this school for nothing.”
Even Hu Yan, Baozi’s girlfriend, wore a proud smile as she came over to Shen Mo Lan.
“Sister Mo Lan, don’t let Baozi’s size fool you. Everyone calls him Brother Jun at school.”
With the matter settled, Shen Mo Lan nodded, a hint of apology in her tone.
“Fine. I never owe favors. Since you helped today, I’ll gift your girlfriend a set of facial masks.”
Hu Yan was instantly delighted, linking arms with Shen Mo Lan.
“Oh, that’s too generous! Come on, let me take you to try the school’s milk tea—it’s delicious.”
Baozi was equally pleased. He’d heard from Fang Yu that Shen Mo Lan came from a wealthy family; anything she gave wouldn’t be cheap.
The four walked leisurely to the cafeteria. Hu Yan eagerly queued for milk tea, while Shen Mo Lan and Xia Chu Ran sat quietly in a corner, chatting in hushed tones.
It was afternoon—many students were playing cards and boasting in the cafeteria. The arrival of two beautiful girls immediately drew the attention of the crowd.
“Hey, which department are you ladies from? Can we get to know each other?” A tall, sturdy boy—about one meter eighty—approached.
“Scram!” Shen Mo Lan was as blunt as ever.

The boy was clearly surprised and quickly turned to mock her.
“Damn, I wasn’t talking to you, ugly. I meant the lady next to you.” He turned to Xia Chu Ran.
Shen Mo Lan’s beautiful eyes narrowed, and she let out a cold laugh.
“Hilarious. There are a lot of toads this year, aren’t there? You think you qualify?”
The boy’s face flushed instantly. He slapped the table in anger.
“Damn, what are you anyway, daring to talk to me like that?”
Shen Mo Lan folded her arms, smiling coldly.
“I’ve always spoken this way since birth—especially to blind toads.”
Xia Chu Ran timidly tugged at her arm. She was nowhere near as fierce as Shen Mo Lan.
“Mo Lan, let it go. We’re at their school.”
The boy grew angrier, pounding the table loudly.
“Don’t push your luck! You should be grateful I’m interested in you.”
Hearing this, Xia Chu Ran finally snapped as well.
“If you’re sick, go get treated. Don’t disgrace yourself here.”
One after another, the girls berated him. As a man, he couldn’t lay a hand on them, so he could only glare, but he was clearly no pushover. He immediately beckoned to his companions.
“Go, get my sister. She’ll teach these rude brats a lesson!”
Just then, Baozi and Hu Yan arrived with four cups of milk tea. Spotting the boy, Baozi quickly put on a friendly face.
“Hey, Lin Xiao, you’re here too? What’s up, do you know my friends?”
The boy, Lin Xiao, turned and saw Baozi and Hu Yan. He frowned.
“Fatso, what are you doing here? Oh, these girls are your friends?”
Baozi, unaware of the earlier conflict, nodded as he set down the milk tea.
“Yeah, my friend’s companions. They’re here to hang out.”
“Great. Since they’re your friends, it’s fine to let me have them for a night, right?”
Hearing this, Shen Mo Lan’s face turned white with rage. Without hesitation, she grabbed the hot milk tea on the table and flung it at him.