Recently, Li Zheng and his associates from the junior high department have been very high-profile at Binzhou Academy. Previously, they only bullied others within the junior high department, but now they run to the senior high department every day.

Every Wednesday afternoon, the last two classes are the traditional class team sessions at Binzhou Academy, during which many classes watch movies or organize sports activities.

The basketball court in the central sports stadium of the school is indoors, with air conditioning and many electronic devices. It is a warm in winter and cool in summer, high-tech place, and the boys all like this venue.

However, there is an unwritten rule in Binzhou High School that every Wednesday afternoon, the last two classes, the basketball court in the central sports stadium belongs exclusively to the senior high department's Di Society.

No one knows when this tradition was passed down, but just like not offending the student union in Binzhou Academy, you can't compete with Di Society for the basketball court on Wednesday afternoons.

No one expected that this rule, which had never been broken before, was destroyed today.

The people from Di Society arrived at the basketball court promptly at three o'clock in the afternoon, only to find that their exclusive venue had already been occupied.

Li Zheng and others in the court were playing three-on-three basketball matches. Just as they were about to score, a basketball suddenly came from nowhere and knocked the ball that was about to go in out of the hoop.

"Damn it, doesn't he have eyes!"

The game was forced to stop, and Li Zheng and his group of friends turned around angrily.

Not far away, the second in command of Di Society, Su Bai, looked at them with a sinister smile and said with a chuckle, "Dare to snatch Di Society's place, tired of living?"

Li Zheng snorted disdainfully and provocatively said, "Since when did the school basketball court become yours, Di Society? This is a public property, first come, first served."

“Come earlier if you want to play basketball in the future.” Su Bai's masseter muscles visibly tensed up, and he took a step forward, grabbing Li Zheng's collar directly, instantly tightening the atmosphere at the scene. “Are the junior high school students all this arrogant nowadays? Do you have the guts to repeat what you just said?” Li Zheng was two years younger than them and not as tall as Su Bai. Being grabbed like this, with his neck shrinking, the picture looked a bit funny. But his expression was still very sincere, and he even raised his hand to signal his brothers behind him not to be impulsive. “Do you know who my boss is? Try touching me today and see what happens?” “Pfft.” Su Bai seemed to hear some huge joke and burst into laughter, “Who's your boss? Student Council President Gu Rang?” Li Zheng sneered, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the group in front of him, finally settling back on Su Bai's face: “Su Ruo! Su Ruo from Class 2, Senior One, Grade Two!” The surprise of the group from Di Society was palpable, and Su Bai's grip on his collar loosened a bit. “What did you say? Su Ruo?” “Yes, Su Ruo! Su Ruo is our boss!” “Brother Bai, that's the notorious female tyrant,” someone whispered in Su Bai's ear. Since the beginning of the school year, rumors of murder and imprisonment had never stopped, and with Gu Rang's spectacular princess carry at the Monday flag-raising ceremony, the name Su Ruo had become known to all. “So she sent you to snatch the position of Di Society?”

The junior and senior high school sections have always kept to themselves, like well water not interfering with river water, and with the student council balancing things in between, they have managed to coexist peacefully. Today, however, Li Zheng took the initiative to provoke a conflict, which seemed strange to Su Bai at first. Now, upon hearing the name Su Ruo, he finally understood. It seems that Su Ruo, a first-year senior student, has rather ambitious plans, leading a group of hooligans from the junior high school. With most of the members of the Imperial Club graduating from senior three next year and the junior high students moving up to senior high, she would become the most powerful leader.

"My boss's reputation isn't for nothing," Li Zheng said with a face full of pride. "Let's just say, if you dare touch a single hair on my head today, my boss can make the Imperial Club cease to exist."

Su Bai couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief, "Huh, what a big talk! It seems it's time to meet your boss!"

On Tuesday morning, a thunderstorm had passed, leaving the air filled with the earthy scent of soil. Su Ruo carefully stepped over the puddles on the road, making sure not to splash any water.

Upon arriving at the classroom of Senior One Class Two, she heard a series of exclamations inside. Huang Lulu's seat was near the door, and she immediately spotted Su Ruo.

"Oh my God, senior, you've been challenged by the Imperial Club!"

A simple sentence, yet it carried three parts tension and seven parts terror. The previously noisy crowd also quieted down with her entrance.

Su Ruo had no idea what she was talking about and walked into the classroom, completely confused.

Her seat was at the last row by the window, probably due to the legend of the she-devil, she had no desk mate. At this moment, a sheet of A4 paper lay quietly on her desk, adorned with a large skull and a blood-red cross, imbued with the essence of Japanese anime. Beneath the drawing were written a few words: "Meet me in Liuxiang after school." The signature was just two characters: "Di She!" Compared to the drawing on the paper, those characters were so ugly they were unbearable to look at. "Sis... Senior, when I came in this morning... I saw... saw this on your desk." Unlike Huang Lulu, Ye Qiu was obviously much more timid, and it took her a long mental struggle to say this, her voice trembling with fear. While everyone was speculating about Su Ruo's psychological state, she suddenly grabbed the paper on the desk without warning, then crumpled it into a ball with both hands. "Crazy." Class 2 of Grade 10: "..." This... this is... a declaration of war from Di She...