Transmigrated as the Fake Young Master, I'll Beat up the Scumbags and Bitches

Chapter 187: He’s just her driver

Xia XiaoXi also had no intention of lingering. She glanced back at Han ShuYi briefly and then left without so much as a greeting.This left Han ShuYi feeling incredibly awkward.

Originally, he had come to witness HuMing make a fool of himself. But to his surprise, Xia XiaoXi appeared out of nowhere and even spoke up in HuMing’s defense.

This turn of events filled Han ShuYi with envy and resentment. However, as the student council president, he had no choice but to address the situation himself. As for HuMing, he will figure out how to deal with him when he gets home tonight.

…

"HuMing? HuMing!" Xia XiaoXi quickly caught up to him in a few strides.

HuMing, however, was scanning his surroundings, clearly

"I already told you—Xia XiaoXi and that girl are perfectly safe upstairs. They wouldn’t want to be disturbed."

"Get out of my way!"

Already harboring a dislike for HuMing, the driver felt as though he was being ordered around, which only fueled his irritation.

He lunged forward, aiming to grab HuMing by the shoulder.

But HuMing deftly countered, twisting the driver’s arm and pinning him to the ground.

Kneeling on one knee, the driver glared at HuMing with a mix of pain and disbelief.

He hadn’t expected HuMing to be so skilled. The movement had been so fast he didn’t even register what had happened until he was immobilized.

"Let me go!" 

HuMing obliged, releasing him without protest.

Yet as soon as he did, the driver swung a fist toward HuMing’s face. The punch was so swift it seemed to slice through the air.

HuMing’s eyes narrowed. To others, the strike might appear fast, but to him, it was excruciatingly slow.

Initially, HuMing had planned to show the driver some leniency. But it seemed the man had no intention of recognizing the gap between them.

Catching the driver’s fist mid-air, HuMing remained steady as a rock.

The driver’s punch landed squarely in his palm, but HuMing didn’t budge an inch.

Realizing his predicament, the driver attempted to pull his hand back, only to have HuMing’s knee slam into his stomach.

Eyes wide, mouth agape, the driver crumpled to the ground, unable to make a sound.

Clutching his abdomen with one hand while supporting himself with the other, his face contorted in pain.

HuMing stared coldly at the driver.

"I already explained the situation to you, but it seems you had no intention of listening."

“You… You’ll regret this!” the driver spat out with difficulty.

HuMing, however, was unfazed.

He glanced at his phone to check the time. It was getting late.

He considered sending Xia XiaoXi a message to let her know to come down after consoling Wu Qing.

Just then, an unexpected visitor appeared.

Han ShuYi walked toward them, his expression grim and his demeanor charged with purpose.

Noticing this, HuMing raised an eyebrow and glanced at the driver.

The man’s face twisted into a malicious grin, as if anticipating a good show.

’This is what he meant that I’ll regret?’

HuMing found the idea amusing. He had been waiting for an opportunity to deal with Han ShuYi, and now, one had practically delivered itself to him.

"HuMing, what are you doing?!"

Han ShuYi helped the driver to his feet, his brows furrowed, his eyes boring into HuMing as if trying to pierce through him.

“Just doing what I had to.” 

“At the broadcast station earlier, you embarrassed the teachers. And now, you’re resorting to violence? Do you think you can act with impunity just because you have good grades?”

Han ShuYi’s accusatory tone was designed to place him on the moral high ground.

But HuMing had never been one to play by those rules.

"Respect is earned. If those teachers hadn’t done anything wrong, they wouldn’t have been embarrassed in the first place."

HuMing’s confidence only enraged the driver further, cementing his belief that HuMing was unfit to be around Xia XiaoXi.

“And what about this? What’s your excuse for assaulting someone?”

“I didn’t hit him for no reason. I told him Xia XiaoXi was upstairs consoling a classmate, but he insisted on barging in. I had no choice but to stop him.”

“He’s someone close to Xia XiaoXi. Of course, he’s worried about her!”

“Close? He’s just her driver, isn’t he?”

HuMing emphasized the word “driver”, his tone dripping with disdain, leaving the man’s face beet-red with humiliation and fury.

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