I'm a villain, not a devil

"You!" Qiong Ying felt a rush of blood rush to her forehead, and water balls began to condense in her palms.

But Sean just pretended not to see it. He looked at the other person's beautiful figure with great interest, and then spread his hands innocently.

"Although I helped you vent your anger, there's no need to wash my face now, right?"

The water polo in Qiong Ying's hand has condensed to the size of a basketball. In the center surrounded by the water flow, there is a small vortex spinning rapidly inside.

"This is not [Golden Ghost], this is [Academy]!"

Sean nodded in approval: "I read the school rules when I came in. You will be punished for using powers in school."

Qiong Ying froze on the spot, and the water ball in his hand began to scatter visibly.

Sean whistled: "It's sad. I helped you vent your anger but you still get yelled at. It's so sad."

Qiong Ying laughed angrily: "It's so shameless... What are you doing here? Get out, you are not welcome in the [Academy]."

Sean wasn't upset, he just flicked the badge on his chest, and after the crisp sound landed, he walked leisurely towards the inside of the campus.

"The welcome ceremony is really unfriendly—forget it, [Golden Ghost] got those twenty admissions places in exchange for you after all."

These words seemed to be a magic spell that fixed Qiong Ying in place, and her face turned pale instantly.

The movement here attracted the attention of other students, and several students with the same badges as recommended students came closer.

A decent-looking boy with Chinese characters blocked Sean's path and said seriously: "This classmate, bullying other students is not allowed by the [college]. Please apologize."

He pointed at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing. Some girls went over to comfort her softly, while someone else went to pick up the books kicked away by Sean.

The students around him stared at Sean with righteousness.

Sean blinked, turned sideways and glanced around, and then pointed at Qiong Ying, who was hanging her head outside the crowd.

"Which girl should I apologize to?"

The boy glanced at Qiong Ying and then ignored her.

He stood in front of Sean forcefully and pointed at the girl from before again: "Apologise."

Sean patted his chest and looked happily at Moza, who was silent next to him: "Although there are idiots like Gao Qingshan in our gang, the [Academy] is no less generous. I feel much better."

Moza made no comment, but his eyes became dangerous.

He has never been used to people who speak rudely to his eldest brother.

The boy frowned: "What are you waiting for? This is a place for learning, not for you to dominate - wait, which grade and class are you in? Why have I never seen you before?"

"Me? The new student, Sean." He smiled brightly.

This name seemed to have been thrown into a deep pool of stones, and the students who were originally upright took a step back.

At the same time, more people turned their attention to Qiong Ying, who did not dare to raise her head, with different expressions in their eyes.

The leading boy also subconsciously took a step back, his face twitched, and then he forced his head up again.

"This is [Academy]!" He said sharply.

Sean looked up in confusion: "Nonsense... I'm just here to report to the [Academy]?"

The boy scratched his head: "You are not welcome here! Don't think this is your [Golden Ghost]! Leave now!"

Sean was not angry but happy. He had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

Vulgar, straightforward, and a slap in the face with no foreshadowing - if this happened to me, it would be a beautiful thing.

He coughed lightly and quickly rehearsed it in his mind.

"Jie Jie Jie——" Sean let out a villain's laugh and walked over with an evil look on his face.

"Boy, what's your name? What's your dad's name?" He smiled evilly and punched the other person's shoulder with his fist.

However, there was no rehearsal in reality. Sean was just about to perform a vulgar pretense session at his own pace, and the boy opposite him also showed an angry expression in cooperation.

However, this expression quickly turned into a black spot on the horizon.

As soon as Sean came into contact with the other person, the boy didn't even have time to utter a exclamation, and flew straight away.

He backed up all the way and crashed into something far away.

Sean and everyone else were stunned.

Withdrawing his hand slightly embarrassed, Sean touched his nose angrily.

Damn, I forgot I was wearing a modular glove from the Century Series commemorative bat...

But this knock-up effect is even better than I imagined.

The people around her retreated in horror. The sobbing girl didn't even care about her own injuries. She rolled and crawled back, fearing that she would be targeted again.

Only Qiong Ying did not retreat. She stared at Sean and said through her teeth: "What on earth are you going to do?"

"Report." Sean shrugged, ignored the others, and walked straight towards the teaching building not far away.

At this time, the [Academy] elites who had received the news were already nearby. They did not rush forward rashly, but kept observing Sean.

"What does he want to do? Register? Does he still occupy one of the twenty places?"

"Are you sick? Do you want to take action?"

"The director asked us to keep an eye on... Gao Qingshan's superior. At least Sean didn't openly attack him. We can't break the rules."

"Then just stare at him, damn, he's so annoying."

"By the way, pay attention. I've never heard of Sean's superpower being able to fly away before... That kid is a little different."

Sean walked on the road struttingly, talking to Moza: "So the [college] only needs to teach and educate people. It's really shameful..."

The frustrated Qiong Ying was called away, while Sean wandered around under heavy surveillance.

In half a day, he walked around the [Academy], and he did not force his way into places where entry was not allowed.

When it comes to checking in, he is more like a tourist who comes here to visit. When he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will randomly grab a student to ask about the situation.

The person in charge of monitoring was also confused: "He's just here to hang out? He can't enter the core area. Our people are watching, and he can't do anything else."

"Maybe he's here to provoke. Gao Qingshan arrested many of his people after he took office. Maybe he's here to cause trouble?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I'm keeping an eye on him, especially Moza. I still don't know what his powers are. We must not let him disappear from sight. Follow them and they go to the cafeteria."

Sean entered the canteen, ordered some food and sat down.

As soon as he took a bite, he frowned and spit out the food.

"Didn't everyone say that [the college] has self-cultivated rice? Damn it, you guys showed this rice, is it so hard?"

The cafeteria staff dared not speak out in anger, so they could only bury their heads and pretend that nothing happened.

This was the peak period for dining, but there was a void around Sean as if there was some kind of force field. Seeing his rude and irritable behavior, the students just speeded up their eating.

However, Sean is obviously the one who is looking for trouble.

He grabbed the spoon from a staff member, pretended to be a reporter, grabbed a slow-reacting student, and put the spoon against his mouth.

"Here, this classmate, let's do an interview. What do you think of the food provided in the [college] cafeteria?"

The student's eyes widened in horror, and his head shook like a rattle.

But Sean was not satisfied and randomly picked the lucky ones in the canteen like a chicken caught in the water.

The cafeteria was in chaos during peak hours.

The person in charge of surveillance had veins popping out on his forehead and kept a close eye on Sean and Moza, fearing that the other party would take advantage of the chaos to do something.

But no one noticed Moza, who was sitting on a chair with a calm expression and watching his elder brother's mischief.

He seemed motionless, with his hands in his pockets, but the pockets were already empty.