Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

87: Chapter 87 The Villain’s Henchmen”Oh? Class Monitor!”

Fatty was sharp-eyed and the first to spot Lin Wan, the address he’d used for three years slipping out naturally.

Su Bai looked up at the sound, his gaze spanning several meters to land on that cool, aloof figure.

Lin Wan’s undisguised impatience, and the boy beside her who was trying to get close, his face plastered with an overly eager smile, made Su Bai instantly reach a conclusion—ah, the classic scenario.

And judging by this guy’s posture, he was most likely not the Protagonist type who could defy fate, but rather... a mere passerby eager to stir up trouble.

The three of them continued walking towards Lin Wan.

Ji Bochang clearly noticed them, especially Fatty and Zhou Feng at the front, and his brow immediately furrowed. His eyes filled with the displeasure of being disturbed, and his demeanor switched from the previous eagerness to subtle hostility.

”Oh, who do we have here? Little Ji, isn’t it?”

Fatty walked closer, as if just noticing Ji Bochang, and exaggeratedly drew out his words, a mischievous smile on his face. ”What are you doing? Reporting on your ideological work to our Class Monitor?”

”Dead Fatty, who I talk to and what I do is none of your business!” Ji Bochang’s face darkened, his tone very impolite. Clearly, there had long been friction between him and Fatty, and he couldn’t even bother with superficial pleasantries.

Just then, Lin Wan, who had been keeping a cold expression, suddenly spoke, her voice clearly cutting into the tense little space.

She didn’t look at Ji Bochang, her gaze falling directly on Su Bai: ”Have you had lunch yet?”

”Not yet,” Su Bai replied naturally, raising the drink he had just bought in his hand. ”Just finished moving things, I was about to go check out the cafeteria.”

”Let’s go together,” Lin Wan said, a statement rather than an invitation.

Su Bai merely nodded, indicating his agreement.

Ji Bochang, standing nearby, finally couldn’t hold back anymore. He took a step forward, blocking Su Bai and Lin Wan, then turned his head to Su Bai, his tone filled with forcibly suppressed anger and obvious superiority: ”Buddy, shouldn’t there be a first come, first served rule when talking and doing things? I’m discussing something with Lin Wan right now. Your matter can wait.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a look of ’just as I expected’ indifference flashed across Lin Wan’s face. She even slightly averted her gaze, as if she had long anticipated this scene.

Su Bai didn’t even bother to lift an eyelid. Looking at Ji Bochang’s self-important demeanor, he parted his thin lips and uttered two perfectly clear words: ”Idiot.”

The voice was not loud, but the insult was extremely potent.

”Who are you cursing?!”

Ji Bochang’s face instantly flushed red, his voice suddenly rose, and anger surged within him.

He usually had some reputation at school, came from a good family, and was surrounded by people. How could he have ever endured such direct public insults?

Seeing this, Fatty immediately stepped forward, placing himself between the two, and pointed at Ji Bochang’s nose: ”Little Ji, who are you yelling at here? Looking for trouble, are you?”

He was a size sturdier than Ji Bochang, and his imposing presence immediately overwhelmed the other.

However, Ji Bochang’s attention was completely ignited by Su Bai’s ’idiot’. He barely heard Fatty’s reprimand, his fiery eyes fixed on Su Bai: ”You damn well say that again?!”

”Whoever talks to me, I curse them,” Su Bai’s tone remained flat, even a little bored.

This attitude made Ji Bochang even more furious than a direct exchange of insults.

How could Ji Bochang endure such indignity, especially with people around starting to look over?

His blood rushed to his head, and he no longer cared about decorum. He cursed under his breath and reached out to grab Su Bai’s collar.

The moment he made a move—

Fatty, who had been poised and ready, moved!

His movement was unexpectedly swift, giving Ji Bochang no chance to touch Su Bai. His plump body agilely sidestepped, and he raised his leg for a kick, landing squarely on Ji Bochang’s calf!

”Ouch!” Ji Bochang cried out in pain, caught off guard. His lower body became unstable, and he tumbled to the ground with a thud, looking utterly disheveled.

Even Su Bai was momentarily stunned. He turned his head in surprise to look at Fatty, who had retracted his leg, stood firm, and wore an expression that clearly said, ’I’ve wanted to do this for a long time’.

Hmph... these two have an old grudge, huh?

Such decisive action.

But... alright.

Su Bai shrugged inwardly.

If he didn’t have such a ’straightforward’ and ’action-oriented’ brother by his side, it would truly be a disservice to his identity as a rich second-generation heir with a Villain background.

This trouble was resolved... quite efficiently.

”Still not rolling? Waiting for us to invite you to lunch?” Fatty’s momentum grew after kicking someone. ”Speak properly to Brother Su, can’t you understand human words?”

”Fatty! How dare you touch me?!” Ji Bochang grimaced in pain, clutching his throbbing calf, and roared up in shock and anger, his face alternating between red and white.

Being knocked down with a single kick in front of everyone—he had lost too much face.

”Before, maybe I’d give you some leeway,” Fatty pouted, pointing his thumb backward, precisely at Su Bai, who stood behind him looking unconcerned. He spoke with full confidence, ”Now that Brother Su is back, dealing with you? That’s just a side task!”

Ji Bochang endured the pain, his eyes venomously sweeping over Fatty, then glaring fiercely at Su Bai, who was merely standing idly behind Fatty, even a little distracted, and at Zhou Feng, who was silent but clearly on Fatty’s side.

Finally, his gaze fell on Lin Wan, who stood quietly to the side.

Lin Wan, however, merely sighed slightly and shook her head. Her beautiful face was expressionless, with only a hint of ’I knew this would happen’ indifference.

”I told you to leave earlier.”

With that, she no longer watched the farce. Hugging her books, she turned and walked straight towards the cafeteria.

In fact, Lin Wan had indeed anticipated it.

She understood Su Bai. Although he was afraid of trouble and too lazy to actively stir things up, he was even more lazy to tolerate idiots.

Someone like Ji Bochang, who thought highly of himself and had designs on her, would easily lose his temper and provoke trouble once he saw the familiarity between her and Su Bai. It was almost inevitable.

So her warning, ’don’t say I didn’t remind you,’ was by no means an empty threat.

She just hadn’t expected Fatty to be the one to make the first move, and so decisively.

”Still not rolling? Waiting for us to invite you to lunch?” Fatty saw Ji Bochang still sprawled on the ground and waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.

After speaking, he ignored the ashen-faced Ji Bochang, slung an arm around Su Bai’s shoulder with considerable force, half-pulling, half-dragging him to follow Lin Wan. Zhou Feng also silently followed.

After a few steps, Su Bai seemed to remember something and turned his head to ask Fatty: ”This guy... do you have an old grudge with him? You hit him pretty hard just now.”

”That bastard Ji Bochang?”

Fatty snorted, released his grip, and waved his hand carelessly. ”Our families have some business disagreements. He snatched two small projects from my family and played a dirty trick on my dad. Of course, it’s mainly because we’ve disliked each other for a long time. He’s so arrogant, I’ve wanted to beat him up for ages, but I never found the right opportunity.”