Shocked! I've become a female-dominated powerhouse!

The other young masters saw what the fool had taken out, but they didn't know what it was. However, since it was made of bamboo, it wasn't anything rare. They all thought that the fool was just trying to scare them with these useless things.

But only a fool would do something like that.

"Hahaha, what is this silly kid holding? Does he think he can hit someone with it? How stupid!"

"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore, this idiot is getting sillier and sillier."

"You still want to use that piece of junk to hit people. Hahaha."

"Since he's so valuable, let's smash his things."

"Foolish! I thought they could come up with something special," some of the young masters said dismissively.

One person couldn't stand it anymore and thought the idiot was messing with them, so he went up and tried to kick him.

Mu Shengyuan was already trembling with fear. Seeing so many people laughing, he didn't know which one to hit first. However, this young master who stepped forward gave Mu Shengyuan his first target.

The others were also smiling and waiting for that young master to go up and kick him, or perhaps some couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted to go up too, after all, time waits for no one.

They've been making a scene for quite a while now, and it might be difficult for them to continue this blatant bullying when the master arrives.

People with this idea are starting to get restless.

Mu Shengyuan watched as someone approached his side.

Mu Shengyuan pulled the lever on the toy gun, and a popping sound was heard.

What followed was—

"Ah!" The young master closest to Mu Shengyuan was hit and cried out in pain.

He quickly covered his shoulder where he had been hit.

The other eager young masters also heard this "Ah" and stopped in their tracks, looking at this young master.

Before they could even ask what happened, the young master, who was the first to be targeted, spoke up.

"Ouch, that hurts!" The young master, who had stood out from the crowd, was in so much pain that his face was contorted. He clutched his shoulder where he had been hit. They were all pampered and had delicate skin, so how much pain must it have hurt to be hit by a blanket?

"What's going on?" Some people, still not understanding what was happening, asked.

Su Guandian's gaze fell on the item in Mu Shengyuan's hand, and he glanced at it with a somewhat serious expression.

"Go, you guys take that strange thing from him." That person must have been hurt by that thing; it seems that thing is somewhat useful after all.

As soon as Su Guansi finished speaking, some of his young followers, who were already planning to steal the fool's things, prepared to rush up and snatch them.

This seemingly insignificant thing actually seems to have some use.

"Don't come any closer." Mu Shengyuan took another step back in fear, gripping the toy gun tightly in his hand as if afraid they would snatch it from him.

But Mu Shengyuan, being a fool, was used to being bullied by everyone, so no one would listen to him or take his words seriously.

So several young masters rushed over.

Mu Shengyuan appeared terrified, but inwardly he sneered.

He can start collecting interest today.

Seeing that Mu Shengyuan was scared, he started moving his toy gun haphazardly again.

Then I heard a few more popping sounds.

Screams erupted one after another.

"what."

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"You idiot, you really dare to hit me!" One of the young masters was relatively good at enduring pain. Out of pride, he didn't cry out in pain immediately, but the fact that he had been hit by an idiot was a great humiliation to him.

Despite the pain of being hit, the man let out a cry and charged at Mu Shengyuan again.

Mu Shengyuan's eyes widened in fear, and he felt as if he were about to fall. In his panic, he pulled the wrench again.

Pop!

"Ah!" The young master who rushed over suddenly shouted, startled by the pain on his face, and quickly covered it.

Her face stung with pain, which terrified her so much that she burst into tears.

In this world where women are superior to men, face is extremely important to men, especially for noblemen like them.

The others heard the pitiful screams and the cries that sounded like someone about to be disfigured.

They all stopped in their tracks and looked at the young master who was covering his face.

"Xie Yao, what's wrong?" someone who had a fairly good relationship with the young master asked.

"It hurts, waah, my face hurts so much." The young master Xie Yao was already crying so hard that tears and snot were streaming down his face.

"He must have been slapped in the face. Damn it, this idiot can't be let off the hook."

"Arrest this idiot! Stop him from hitting people with those weird things again!" some people said angrily. They couldn't even handle an idiot; this was their dark history.

"Go quickly and grab the idiot, tie him up, and bring us that strange thing of his." Even the clever young master didn't personally go.

Each of them was from a noble family and had some status, so naturally they attended school with one or two servants.

There are some things they don't need to do themselves.

Seeing this, the other young masters also called upon their personal servants.

The personal servants weren't as pampered as these young masters, but no matter what, they were still men.

They are relatively delicate, and even a toy gun can break the bamboo skin, so it would naturally hurt a lot if it hit them.

Soon, a scene unfolded here.

A dozen servants were chasing a fool, but the fool was running around in fear while shooting people with his toy gun.

The servants who were hit were also sweating profusely from the pain, but as servants, they could not stop there and had to endure the pain and continue the chase.

"Chase him! Catch him! Can't you even catch a fool?!" Some of the young masters were getting annoyed that a dozen of them couldn't catch a single fool.

But they didn't dare to go up there themselves, after all, that thing was incredibly painful, and one of the people who could tolerate pain even cried from the pain.

It would be embarrassing if they cried on stage.

"Go! Surround that idiot over there!" someone shouted.

"Didn't you see that idiot go that way? Chase after him! Why did you stop?!"

"Are you guys even capable? You're so useless!" The small companies couldn't help but shout as they looked at the poems, and they were getting annoyed when they saw that the poets couldn't catch them.

However, these servants were more pitiful. The beatings really hurt. Some were hit on the hands, and some on the feet. They didn't dare to lift their hands or feet, but their masters were shouting, so they didn't dare to stop.

"what!"

"Hiss." Soon, a series of screams rang out.

Listen, some of the timid young masters were frightened, and some trembled as they pulled their legs back. Yes, some were wondering where that fool got such a powerful thing from.

Then, at that moment, somehow, the servants had already driven the people to the group of young masters' place.

Everyone looked at what the idiot was holding and was afraid of being hit. Hearing those people scream, they got goosebumps all over their bodies; just hearing it made them feel pain.

In an instant, those who were afraid of pain quickly moved away.

But there are still quite a few of them, so they can't just move aside like that!

"Don't come any closer." At that moment, it was one of the young masters who shouted this.