He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

When Qu Yi arrived, the situation was already under control. Both sides had sustained injuries to varying degrees. Logically, Yan Bei should have been more seriously injured, but the blond guy on the other side seemed to be quite badly hurt, constantly groaning and crying out in pain.

On the contrary, Yan Bei, an ordinary person without any beastly aura, was more composed, sitting on the flower bed with his back straight.

The teacher who separated them was the combat instructor, and he looked at Yan Bei with considerable admiration.

Why isn't this kid a beastman? It would be great if he could transform into a beastman.

Compared to the teachers, Qu Yi, the vice president who struck fear into the hearts of the students, had a much stronger presence. As soon as she arrived, everyone felt that the air around them had dropped several degrees.

"Vice president."

"Vice president."

Qu Yi nodded slightly and said to the instructor beside her, "Thank you for your hard work, teacher. I'll take care of the rest."

The instructor was very confident in his star student, clapped his hands, and strode away.

Once the teacher left, no one dared to watch the spectacle anymore, and they all dispersed.

A few minutes later, only Qu Yi and the two fighting sides remained.

"Have you beaten enough?"

The moment the girl spoke, the temperature seemed to drop even lower.

Everyone in Herist knew Qu Yi's infamous reputation, and the blond-haired man kept saying things like "I was wrong" and "Please forgive me, Vice President."

Yan Beiming knew that Qu Yi was talking to him, but he remained silent.

Qu Yi: "Everyone present except me ran laps around the track."

The blond-haired group wailed, "Ah?!"

After Qu Yi shot them a cold look, the group dashed off to the playground.

A cold gaze fell on Yan Bei, and he unconsciously stiffened, though he didn't know why he was so nervous.

Under her gaze, Yan Bei stood up and walked away slowly, his movements not hurried at all.

This playground is wide, but it's not the largest playground in the school; it's only about 10,000 square meters.

When the blond-haired men saw that it was this playground, their joy immediately spread across their faces.

Qu Yi didn't say anything after seeing this. But when everyone started running on the playground, he walked to the wall to the side, tapped it a few times, leaned closer, and focused his pupils on the small black hole.

[Scan successful. Gravity mode activated. Please select a gravity level.]

Yan Bei hadn't run more than a few steps when he felt a weight on his body, as if his legs had gained several pounds.

He looked up at the person standing straight with his arms crossed by the edge of the playground.

After running countless laps, Yan Bei felt weak all over, his calves were cramping, his breathing was heavy, and his vision was blurry and shaky. He licked his dry lips and tasted salt.

Just as he was about to collapse, he was caught, and a pleasant aroma of tea enveloped him. The scent traveled through his nose and into his body, instantly clearing his mind.

Seeing Qu Yi take Yan Bei away, the few people who were still running laps stopped and asked, "Vice President, can we leave now?"

Qu Yi coldly looked over: "Aren't you relying on the special nature of beastmen? This little bit of gravity is nothing to you, especially since you are the ones at fault. Keep running."

Yan Bei sat against the wall for a while to rest, and finally recovered. He turned to look at the few people who could run for so long under gravity, and said with a mocking expression: "Ordinary people can't compare to beastmen, it's so obvious."

Qu Yi didn't look at him and said, "But you didn't lose, did you? You can win next time, and you can win in the future. Who can say for sure? Do you also think that apart from beastmen, no one else should exist? Everyone exists in this world for a reason. What about you?"

"Yan Bei, what is your significance?"

Yan Bei was stunned and didn't come to his senses for a long time.

His mind was blank, and countless images flashed through his mind.

A pitch-black room, male violence, foul curses, female screams, noisy crying, and blood everywhere.

What is the meaning of my existence...?