Since that was the case, Wilbur could not be blamed for what he was about to do. Wilbur pulled up at the school in a fit of rage, leaping over the walls to Shelby's dorm building to save time. After asking for their room number, he took the stairs up. Everyone else in the dorm building seemed oblivious to his presence. It only took a little spirit energy to hide from the consciousness of a regular mortal, which was child's play for Wilbur. He arrived to see Shelby's dorm in a state of disarray as if there had been a robbery. Shelby, Yasmine, and Celine were huddled up together on one bed, trembling against each other. Shelby nearly wept when she caught sight of Wilbur. "Wilbur!" Willbur hurried over to comfort them, dragging up a stool to sit by the bed. "Could you tell me the gist of what happened?" "Last night we came back and saw that the school board had posted a notice saying that the rat's head found in the canteen food was actually a duck's head and clarified
The chef nodded in Wilbur's direction, and the blonde thug swaggered over with his men. "You want a piece of me, huh?" Wilbur glanced at him. "What are you staring at? Never seen a top dog before?" the guy asked loudly, making the men behind him crack up laughing. Wilbur's gaze narrowed, and he got to his feet. He took a step forward, and it was followed by a series of thumps and clangs. By the time Wilbur returned to his seat, the thug and all his men were lying on the ground and crying out in agony. Even the chef was at a loss for words, staring at Wilbur like he had just seen a ghost. Wilbur eyed him back coldly, saying nothing. The chef trembled all over, pointing a shaking finger at Wilbur. "How dare you physically assault someone on school grounds?" "There isn't much I wouldn't dare to do," said Wilbur coldly. He then paid the chef no mind, gesturing for Shelby and her friends to come over to sit down with him. The three girls looked at him in admiration. Th
Wilbur retorted coldly, "Well, who was it who reported the case, and what was the case even about?" "That's none of your business," said Hector. Wilbur sneered. This Hector guy was clearly here to back the owner of Sal's Tacos up. What was this nonsense about investigating a report? Why would there only be one person here for that? What a joke. "I'm warning you, Hector. You're a member of the education board, so it's best to operate on a good, pure conscience. Otherwise, you might regret it," Wilbur warned. Hector's expression darkened. "Are you trying to lecture me?" "What's wrong? Are you above that?" Wilbur stared at Hector coldly. For some reason, Hector's chest seemed to tighten under the stare. He pretended to stay calm. "Sal, call the police. Someone's broken into Westhand College and physically assaulted a dozen people, causing a public disruption." The owner, Sal, nodded and took out his phone. After making a call, he smirked at Wilbur. "Just wait till
Wilbur looked at Shia coldly. "What's so ridiculous about what I just said? Shelby and her friends saw it for themselves, and they were the victims." "Yes, these guys trashed our dorm and threatened us! I'll gladly testify to that!" "I can testify as well." "Me too!" Celine and Yasmine spoke up one after the other, bravely taking a stand. Shia was starting to go purple from his rage. He had not expected Shelby and her friends to be so rebellious. Shia glared at them viciously. "It appears that you girls don't want to continue studying here anymore." Wilbur flew to his feet at once. "Shia Tasdo. You have threatened these students repeatedly. Don't you think that's a bit too much?" "What did you just say? Who the hell do you think you are?" Shia retorted, refusing to believe that he could not win over Shelby and the rest as well as this young man within his own territory. A crisp sound rang through the air. Wilbur had landed a slap on Shia's face. The blow sent h
At the end of the day, they themselves were no more than merely policemen. These people they were dealing with, however, had a certain amount of power that could ruin their career as policemen with just one call. All at once, the policemen did not know what to do. It was clearly unfair to just arrest Wilbur, but they could not exactly afford to not do that either. After giving it some thought, one of the policemen sighed. "Just come with us for the investigation, sir." He gestured to his fellow colleagues to arrest Wilbur. Sal, Shia, and Hector smiled cruelly at the sight. How dare this bastard cause them so much trouble? Once he was in jail, all they had to do was pull a few strings and his life in prison would be hell for sure. As for Shelby and her friends, they would be even easier to handle since they were studying in this college. Wilbur stood up, looking around him coldly. "Don't make me put my hands on you." "Threatening a police officer? You're really somet
Faron looked at Sal with a smile. "You sure are quite the man, aren't you? You have quite a lot of people on your side." "I'm going to tell you the truth. I've got a good few more canteen stalls like this one, and I make well into eight figures every year. What do you think you'll be able to do to me, hm?" Sal looked nothing but smug, clearly not thinking much of Faron. Sal had managed to set up multiple stalls in multiple colleges all thanks to his uncle, Hector. On top of that, Sal was also skilled enough at networking to have connections in every college possible. Shia, from Westhand College, was a good example of that, and Sal paid him good money each year. That was why Sal had not been worried by this incident in the slightest, hardly taking it seriously at all. It would be handled for sure, either by Shia or Sal's uncle, Hector. Faron turned to Wilbur. "We're in a bit of a pickle here, bro." "Well, you can get lost if you can't handle it. I'll get it done," said W
Faron chuckled and ignored him. At this time, Wilbur patted Faron on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good gracious, you sure got promoted quickly enough." "This is all thanks to you, is it not? Every time you come to me, I get a good share. It is actually difficult for me not to be promoted," Faron said with a smile. Wilbur smiled sarcastically and said, "Do not even attempt to flatter me, because of your old man, you cannot be promoted too slowly even if you want to." Faron laughed dryly and stopped talking. At this time, Hector was freaked out. The conversation between the two men vaguely confirmed his suspicions. If Faron were really that person's son, he would probably be thrown into jail. At this moment, several men in uniforms hurried in. The leader came to Faron and said breathlessly, "I'm sorry, Boss. We've already processed the paperwork as quickly as possible and came here." "Please be formal during your working hours," Faron coughed. Upon hearing t
When Sal saw them, his body went limp and collapsed to the ground. Shia and Hector were sweating profusely, standing there as if they were mourning for their heirs. This matter was destined to be exposed. Faron glanced at the two of them and said coldly, "You're here." "I'm really sorry. We just found out about it just now. Please forgive us." The principal, Michael, was furious. He did not know about this incident until he received a call from the Municipal Disciplinary Inspection Division earlier. It was natural for him to be angry after finding out something that could have been handled within the school ending up alerting the Municipal Disciplinary Inspection Division. Simon was even more furious. Shia had acted out of line. Instead of reporting this immediately and dealing with it seriously, he decided to smash the student dormitory and threaten the students. What kind of negative impact would this have on the college, and what impact would it have on his and t