Taking the opportunity of traveling through books

I feel bad about being humiliated for no reason

Wei Qing's voice was sharp and caustic, like a sharp blade, instantly ripping through the peaceful tranquility. I frowned in disgust and turned to look at these uninvited guests.

Wei Qing wore a flamboyant red dress today, her makeup delicate, but it couldn't conceal the harshness and malice between her brows. Wei Xue stood beside her, like a yes-man, constantly echoing her words with a fawning smile. Hao Shuang stood behind them, arms folded, a look of contempt and disdain on her face.

"What? Miss Wei is unhappy to see us?" Wei Qing saw me frowning and her tone became even more sarcastic. "That's right. After all, you are a big shot now. Even the elders look at you differently. How can you still take us seriously?"

I sneered and said nothing. My unexpected victory in the previous family competition humiliated Wei Qing and only deepened her resentment towards me. I knew she had ill intentions today.

"Don't think you're a genius just because you luckily won a few competitions." Wei Qing continued to taunt him, "You're just lucky. If we really fight, do you think you can beat me?"

"That's right, don't you look at your own identity? You're just an abandoned person..." Wei Xue was fanning the flames, but was stopped by Wei Qing with a look.

Hao Shuang stepped forward, looked at Hao Yang with contempt, and said arrogantly: "Are you Hao Yang? You are just a street thug, and you are worthy of Wei Yao?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push Hao Yang, but Hao Yang dodged sideways.

"What do you want to do?" Hao Yang's eyes were stern, and a cold aura emanated from his body.

"What for? To teach you a lesson, to show you who you can't afford to offend!" Hao Shuang said, swinging his fist at Hao Yang... Some people around began to notice the commotion and stopped to watch, but they just watched with a cold eye, as if what was happening before their eyes had nothing to do with them. I felt an invisible pressure coming towards us. Hao Shuang's fist made a sound of wind, and it was about to land on Hao Yang's face. My heart tightened, and I subconsciously wanted to intervene, but I saw Hao Yang didn't dodge or evade, and took the punch head-on.

"Hao Yang!" I exclaimed and checked his injuries worriedly.

"I'm fine." Hao Yang shook his head, but a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped the blood away, looked at Hao Shuang fiercely, and clenched his fists. I knew he was angry.

"What? You want to fight?" Hao Shuang laughed contemptuously and looked at Hao Yang provocatively. "Just you? Don't you even consider your own weight?"

"You..." Hao Yang was furious and was about to rush forward, but I grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive, Haoyang." I lowered my voice and whispered in his ear, "This is a public place, don't cause trouble."

I know very well that in this situation, if Hao Yang really hits Hao Shuang, we will be the only ones to suffer. Wei Qing and Hao Shuang came prepared, but we were completely unprepared. If a conflict really breaks out, they will definitely take advantage of it and attack us, and then we will be in a passive position.

Hao Yang took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, but his eyes were still icy cold.

Wei Xue fanned the flames: "Hey, why don't you fight anymore? Are you scared? I told you long ago, he's just a..."

Her voice was sharp and sarcastic, as if she was deliberately trying to provoke Hao Yang. Passersby were attracted and pointed at us, but they just looked on indifferently, and no one stepped forward to stop us.

I felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if we were prey trapped in a cage, at the mercy of others.

"Let's go." I pulled Hao Yang and turned to leave this place of trouble.

"What? You're leaving now?" Wei Qing's voice came from behind, with a hint of pride, "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're just this good."

I stopped, turned around, and looked at Wei Qing coldly: "We'll see."

I pulled Hao Yang along and left without looking back. I knew this was just the beginning. Wei Qing and Hao Shuang would definitely have even more vicious tricks waiting for us, and we had to figure out how to deal with them...

"Yaoyao, what should we do next?" Hao Yang asked worriedly, his tone tinged with confusion and helplessness... "Let's go back first." I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. The bruises on Hao Yang's face distressed me, and Wei Qing and Hao Shuang's expressions made me angry, but I knew that now was not the time to explode.

Back at our rented cabin, I pulled out the medicine box and carefully treated Hao Yang's wound. He sat there in silence, his eyes grim and terrifying.

"Does it hurt?" I asked softly, with a hint of self-blame in my tone.

"It doesn't hurt." He shook his head and held my hand. "Yaoyao, don't worry about me. I'm fine."

I knew he was trying to comfort me, but how could he not feel pain? Hao Shuang had used a lot of force in that punch. I bit my lip, and my determination to protect him became even stronger.

"Hao Yang, we can't just sit there and wait for death." I put down the ointment in my hand and looked at him seriously. "Wei Qing and Hao Shuang won't give up. We must find a way to fight back."

Hao Yang's eyes also became firm: "You are right, we can't let them bully us all the time. But, what should we do now?"

I pondered for a moment, and a thought flashed through my mind: "System, is there any way to help us improve our strength?"

The system's voice rang in my mind: "The host can choose to undergo special training to improve his combat effectiveness and skills."

"Special training?"

"Yes, special training can be customized according to the host's needs to help the host quickly improve their strength."

I was delighted. This is exactly what we need right now! I told Hao Yang about the system's suggestion, and he agreed.

Over the next few days, we began intense training. During the day, we conducted physical training and skill drills under systematic guidance. At night, we worked together to develop strategies for dealing with Wei Qing and Hao Shuang. Although the training was arduous, we persevered, knowing that only by becoming stronger could we protect ourselves and avoid being bullied.

During this time, Wei Qing and Hao Shuang hadn't bothered us again, which made me feel a little uneasy. The calmer they were, the more I felt they were plotting something bigger. I had a feeling the calm before the storm was about to break.

One evening, after training, we were heading home when we heard a sharp screeching of brakes. A red sports car pulled up in front of us, splashing water that soaked my clothes. The window slowly rolled down, revealing a strange face: a young man in a designer suit with a disdainful smile. He sized us up with a condescending gaze and slowly said, "Are you Wei Yao and Hao Yang?"