Song Yu’s leg injury had been treated and covered with an emergency medical leg brace. He could move around with little discomfort.

He walked back and forth a few steps, feeling almost no stinging pain.

The stipulated emergency treatment time was almost up, so Song Yu packed his backpack, ready to leave.

“Can you walk?”

Hearing Rong Shi’s voice, Song Yu walked over with his backpack.

The other’s hair was slightly damp, carrying a faint scent of mint. Although his stern face showed no expression, it gave Song Yu the illusion that he would smile in the next moment.

He brazenly scrutinized Rong Shi from head to toe, a smirk playing on his lips: “Had a shower and you’re like a human again?”

Rong Shi walked out with him: “Do you like it?”

Song Yu scoffed: “It has nothing to do with showering or not. An old beast is still an old beast; there’s no essential difference.”

Rong Shi: “…”

On their way out, they passed Medical Bay A. Two doctors were walking and discussing.

“His Highness’s shoulder wound is too deep. We’ve reported it and recommended sending him back to Imperial Capital Star for treatment.”

“But Young Master Lin Rui said His Highness insisted on continuing the competition before he fainted, this—”

“If we delay too long, there might be lingering side effects. If that happens, we’ll all have to go home and farm!”

“Ugh, what a mess.” At this point, the doctor’s voice lowered, “Do you think it might be related to that person? Nothing good happens when they’re around—”

Before he could finish, he was suddenly elbowed hard by the other doctor. He looked up, and a cold sweat immediately broke out on his back. He quickly pressed against the wall with his colleague, bowing to let them pass.

Rong Shi’s gaze shifted from them to Song Yu. Seeing that Song Yu didn’t even spare them a glance, striding past with his long legs, he felt slightly relieved.

The doctor looked down at the ground, the military boots thudding on the metal floor, vibrating his eardrums like hammers against his chest, making him almost unable to stand.

Finally, when the people had passed, the doctor was drenched in cold sweat, leaning against the wall in exhaustion, unable to even lift his leg.

“That was close.”

The doctor with him was also terrified.

They heard that person even dared to hit the Grand Prince. After being exiled, he completely let loose and even got involved with alphas. What couldn’t such a person do?

“Be careful what you say, you almost got us killed.”

Rong Shi heard everything and was surprised by Song Yu’s patience.

He didn’t even argue with them today?

Just as he was wondering if the little cat’s temper had improved recently, he saw Song Yu stop, tilt his head, and smile at him.

Rong Shi’s heart sank. He reached out to stop him, but Song Yu was faster.

The doctor was patting his chest, celebrating his narrow escape, planning to eat hotpot to celebrate after work, when his collar was suddenly pulled back without warning, a smile still on his lips.

With a loud bang.

He felt himself fly and then tumble to the ground, a belated sharp pain coursing through his body, causing him to uncontrollably curl up and scream.

The other doctor only realized his colleague was gone when he heard the sound. He turned to look and saw Song Yu taking gloves from his pocket and putting them on, then lifting the man and slamming him violently against the wall.

He was so scared he stumbled back several steps.

The doctor’s weak bones couldn’t withstand the beating. In less than a minute, his face was covered in blood, and he was unconscious.

Seeing his blood splash onto the gloves, Song Yu gripped his neck, his gaze shifting to the other person, his smile cold: “It seems I’ve really been away too long, even people like you dare to step all over me.”

It was an extremely beautiful face, yet after only a momentary glance, the doctor fell onto the ground in fear.

“I, we didn’t, r-really didn’t!”

Song Yu tightened his grip. The unconscious doctor, suffocating, woke up again, twisting and struggling, tears and snot flowing.

“I, I’m sorry, I won’t dare again, really, I won’t dare, wuwuwu—”

Rong Shi walked over: “Old Song—”

Before he could voice his protest, he heard a snap, and the doctor’s neck was broken.

Song Yu threw the man away like a rag doll, took off his gloves, tossed them into the flying recycling robot, and pulled out another pair, walking towards the other person.

“N-no, I, I didn’t speak ill of you, I’m innocent.”

The doctor wanted to flee but couldn’t even stand up. He could only sit on the ground, constantly backing away, watching the approaching Song Yu as if he were Death beckoning.

“Hurry up, I’m in a rush,” Song Yu bent slightly, extending his hand towards him.

Before he could touch the man, his wrist was caught.

“Enough,” Rong Shi said calmly.

Song Yu looked at him: “Are you going to stop me?”

On Rong Shi’s indifferent face, his eyes were terrifyingly calm.

Rong Shi had a headache, a bad headache.

The little guy was so calmly crazy, it was indeed quite frightening.

He didn’t doubt for a moment that if he had nodded at that moment, a fist would be flying towards him the next.

Song Yu’s attention was diverted from the person on the ground, who immediately scrambled away.

In the deadlock, other medical staff from nearby medical bays ran out to check the situation. Seeing the blood splattered on the wall and floor, in the commotion, someone brought a stretcher to help the injured.

Noticing them looking over, their expressions of shock, fear, and resistance made Rong Shi very uncomfortable.

His fingers slid down, effortlessly taking Song Yu’s hand: “Why are your hands so cold?”

“Let go.”

Song Yu tried to pull away, but Rong Shi simply interlocked their fingers, clasping their hands together.

Rong Shi didn’t let go: “Good boy, warm them up before you hit me.”

In just that short time, the prey had escaped, and the surroundings were still too noisy.

Song Yu lost his interest in continuing.

The alarm on the ship quickly drew the security team.

The security captain rushed over aggressively. Upon seeing Song Yu, he immediately wilted, turning sideways and bowing, watching him leave.

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Leading the angry little cat off the ship, Rong Shi racked his brains but couldn’t think of any comforting words.

Should he offer comfort or a lecture? He hadn’t decided yet.

“You beat someone up like that over just a few words?” Rong Shi asked.

“Are you going to lecture me?” Song Yu retorted.

Rong Shi: “…”

He had finally started, but hearing Song Yu’s slightly wronged expression, he couldn’t continue.

Rong Shi: “No need, it’s a waste of energy. Wouldn’t it be better to save it for the competition?”

Song Yu: “We’re not competing for ranks anyway.”

Rong Shi: “…”

After much thought, he squeezed out another sentence: “It makes my heart ache to see it.”

Song Yu tilted his head and gave him a cold look.

Just when Rong Shi thought he was about to be hit, he saw Song Yu frown and turn back.

“Hey.”

“Hmm?” Rong Shi responded.

“How many types of that rabbit sketch are there in total?” Song Yu asked.

This, he didn’t know if it hit the right spot for comfort, but at least it diverted his attention.

“Four types,” Rong Shi replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the other’s hand move in his palm.

“Then your rabbit image—” Song Yu began.

Before he could finish, he heard Qin Luo’s loud voice from not far away.

“You two big brothers, if you don’t come soon, we’re going to be disqualified!”

Seeing them run over, Rong Shi let go of Song Yu’s hand.

As soon as he let go, his hand was gripped back.

Rong Shi turned his head to look at him.

Song Yu scoffed: “You don’t think holding hands will comfort me, do you, Gege?”

Rong Shi: “…”

He had a bad feeling that the blank checks in his pocket might be in jeopardy.

“At least an hour of hand-holding, right?” Song Yu added.

Rong Shi: “…”

Qin Luo and the others weren’t seriously injured. After being treated and taking a quick shower, they got off the ship to move around, fearing they’d get too comfortable inside and wouldn’t want to get off.

Hu Feng looked in the direction of the ship: “I heard a siren earlier. Was it an enemy attack?”

Rong Shi: “No, system error.”

Liu Hong: “It’s still not fixed, damn it? That’s ridiculous, worse than the military academy’s.”

Qin Luo stared at their clasped hands, his eyes almost popping out.

What the hell—what did he miss?!

“Brother, we need to get going,” he subtly reminded.

“Mhm,” Song Yu replied.

And walked off, still holding Rong Shi’s hand.

Qin Luo: “…” What is going on?!

From this Ant Nest Mountain, they could basically see the location of their destination.

Although the battle was somewhat fierce, they had to keep moving forward before the competition was called off.

Descending the mountain, they entered the rainforest again.

After walking about five kilometers away from Ant Nest Mountain, traces of wild beasts gradually appeared.

Liu Hong: “Damn it! Should I say we’re lucky or unlucky? We actually took a tour through the boss’s home.”

Chen Chen: “Taking shortcuts is risky.”

Liu Hong: “If I had known this, I would have driven the small pickup truck around.”

Hu Feng: “Maybe going around would be dangerous too?”

By noon, they found a place to settle down and rest.

Although they received emergency treatment, their supplies were not replenished.

Their dry rations were now severely insufficient.

Rong Shi observed the surrounding terrain and ordered Liu Hong and Chen Chen to follow him to find food, while the others stayed behind.

“I’ll go too,” Song Yu said.

Rong Shi: “You’re the little princess of the team now. Just follow along; you don’t need to participate in other matters.”

Qin Luo had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud.

Chairman Rong’s words were truly infuriating, but when directed at others, they were quite amusing.

Song Yu was indeed angered: “I’m not asking for your permission; I’m just informing you.”

With that, he walked off on his own.

Chen Chen quietly asked, “Is his leg alright?”

Rong Shi: “It’s fine now; I don’t know about later.”

Chen Chen: “…”

A very accurate analysis.

The front was overgrown with weeds. Song Yu drew his military knife, cutting down the weeds taller than a person as he walked.

A hissing sound suddenly came from his left rear. His nerves tensed, and he tightened his grip on the military knife.

“Xiao Yu, eight o’clock!”

Rong Shi’s voice came from behind.

They were about ten meters apart, and the road conditions were extremely bad. Rong Shi didn’t have time to rush over.

“I know,” Song Yu replied lazily.

Waiting for the right moment, he was about to cut the snake’s head in half with one stroke, but another knife was faster than his.

For a moment, Song Yu thought Rong Shi had made the move and couldn’t help but turn to look.

But Rong Shi’s military knife was still firmly in his hand.

“Are you alright?”

A voice sounded from his left front. Song Yu turned back and looked in the direction of the voice.

An omega was sitting on a large tree five meters away from him, looking down at his location.

Song Yu immediately judged him to be an omega because he could detect the other’s aura from such a distance and didn’t even feel repelled.

The person had black hair and fair skin, with beautiful, slightly upturned phoenix eyes that gave him a somewhat cold temperament.

Song Yu watched him jump down gracefully and casually asked, “Who are you?”

“He Nian,” the omega said, “also a student participating in this competition.”

Song Yu wasn’t very interested in his name. He asked, and that was that; he didn’t plan to engage further.

Countless omegas tried to climb into his bed, and he was tired of all their tricks.

Just as he was about to move forward, his peripheral vision suddenly caught something. Song Yu looked at He Nian again.

“What’s on your shirt collar?”

He Nian looked down and pulled a handkerchief from his chest pocket, fully revealing the embroidered pattern on it.

“A handkerchief,” he said, a hint of a smile in his cold eyes, “This is a pattern my dad embroidered for me. It’s a bit childish, don’t laugh.”

Song Yu’s foot, which was about to move forward, suddenly couldn’t.

That embroidered rabbit with a straight face, wearing a jumpsuit, was all too familiar to him.

Rong Shi, who was about to rush over, frowned at the omega who had appeared out of nowhere.

[He Nian, the benefactor’s f-fiancée—]

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Author’s Note:

Song Cat: There’s a big bunny here, a little bunny there, which one is my bunny?

Rong Bunny: My love rival is impersonating me, no martial ethics. [Calmly draws knife]