Rebirth Counterattack with Space

The person speaking was Ye Hongbo, a Capital City local whose family was in business. He was considered one of the wealthier students in Zhao Xuan’s class. Ye Hongbo had a forthright nature and was accustomed to being straightforward; he preferred to speak directly and was not fond of beating around the bush.

However, despite his personality, he was not ostentatious in class.

The reason was simple: in Capital City, there were too many people with money and power. You could throw a brick, and chances were you’d hit someone who had some connection to a person of influence or was the offspring of a wealthy family.

Anyone with a bit of sense, who didn’t just come to Capital City, knew that having money didn’t count for much here. Those who truly had wealth and power typically kept a low profile.

There’s a saying that a full bottle doesn’t slosh while a half-full bottle clinks.

In the campus of B University, there were many children from wealthy and powerful families, but mixed in with the throngs of students, apart from those from similar backgrounds, it was nearly impossible for an average person to easily identify who was truly wealthy or descended from a prestigious family.

One could responsibly say that those who show off and boast in front of others are usually half full.

When you brag about your family’s wealth and power, you might not realize that right beside you could be someone who seems ordinary but is actually from a richer, more powerful family, watching you like you’re a fool and laughing at your folly.

Therefore, Ye Hongbo had always behaved modestly and kept a low profile, never using his family’s wealth as a means of showing off. His classmates were aware that he came from a comfortable background as one could often tell by the clothes people wore, despite every attempt to hide their status.

It wasn’t like everyone would deliberately wear ragged clothes to hide their identity, though not completely unheard of, that would be taking things a bit too far.

How wealthy his family was exactly remained unknown to many, and only students from the same social circle had a clear understanding.

But today, he just couldn’t stand it any longer; he broke away from his usual reserve and couldn’t help but step forward.

It was Liu Yongqiang who really disgusted him.

Being poor isn’t something to fear, and one shouldn’t look down on the impoverished, especially the adage ’Do not despise the poor youth’—his grandfather had always admonished him so, and he took it to heart.

But if you are poor, you accept someone’s help, and instead of being grateful, you turn around and bully their child, what on earth is that? What would be wrong about someone with wealth retaliating against such a person?

So at that moment, Ye Hongbo looked down on Liu Yongqiang with an arrogant tone, eyes resembling those one gives to dog excrement, "I am rich, and I do look down on poor people like you, so what? Who would respect someone as vile as you? On one hand, you accept help from Zhao Xuan’s grandfather to study in Capital City, and on the other hand, for the sake of a scheming bitch willing to betray friends for glory, you turn around and bully her granddaughter—what is that about? Liu Yongqiang, this is called ingratitude and not distinguishing right from wrong—do you understand?

It’s not your fault for being poor, nor is it a reason for others to look down on you. But it’s your fault for lacking decency. If I ever hear you complain about rich people again, do you believe I won’t slap you?"

Ye Hongbo spoke with such intensity that it scared Liu Yongqiang, causing him to take a few steps back with his hands trembling fiercely, "You... you..."

"Shut up."

Ye Hongbo bellowed, "You, you’re such a P, you’ve got some nerve. Still dare to point your claws at me, believe it or not, I’ll have someone cripple those claws of yours tomorrow and send you back to where you came from. A poor person like you should always remain poor, why bother reading books and learning to write? Even if you read, it’s all in vain, it’s all gone to the dogs. Tch, comparing you to dogs is actually insulting to dogs, damn it."

Liu Yongqiang shivered in fright, his heart full of rage and humiliation, but he didn’t dare not lower his hand, for in that moment, he was truly afraid. He detested the wealthy, but deep down he hated even more that he hadn’t been born into a rich family.

He had always excelled at his studies since he was a child, and his teachers had repeatedly praised his intelligence. But his family was so poor that they could barely afford meals. If it weren’t for the sacrifices of his several sisters and the financial support from others, he would never have been able to study all the way and take the exams to come to Capital City.

He resented the unfairness of fate, resented that those rich kids, who didn’t study as well as he did, could sit in a top institution like B University, frivolously wasting their youth. They ate, drank, wore and played however they wanted, wearing respectable clothes and traveling abroad on a whim.

Unlike him, who had to pinch pennies, not to mention traveling abroad, he even worried about not having enough money to go home, and hadn’t gone back for three whole summer and winter vacations.

Of course, he also didn’t want to return to that poor and drafty home, although going back would make him feel a strong sense of superiority standing among family, relatives, and neighbors, as they would present him with what they thought was the best of everything. But that "best," compared to what he had seen in the world, was too poor, nothing compared to everything in Capital City. So even during the New Year, he would rather stay in this bustling city, even if it meant being lonely and isolated.

Hearing the threats from Ye Hongbo, he didn’t dare to take it as a joke; he knew that even his life was worthless in the eyes of those wealthy people.

At his seat, Liu Yongqiang hastily gathered his books and left the classroom resentfully, and before leaving, he forced himself to glance at Ye Hongbo, afraid of him.

But he didn’t need to be so polite with Zhao Xuan. As he passed by her, he glared at her fiercely and spat on the ground, "Pah, bullying just because you can." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Hey, if you’ve got the guts, come back here, let’s have a proper fight. What kind of hero are you, bullying a woman?" Ye Hongbo rolled up his sleeves and shouted at Liu Yongqiang, who, upon hearing this, quickened his pace instead of slowing down.

Laughter erupted from behind him.

Zhao Xuan couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, and although Liu Yongqiang had spat at her, for some reason she suddenly felt there was no need for her to be angry.

Getting angry over such a person is such a waste of emotions, she thought.

While everyone else was laughing, Qi Xinrou turned pale, especially when she heard Ye Hongbo say she was "a scheming bitch who betrays others for her own gain." She felt as if she had been stripped naked and stood exposed in front of a crowd, overwhelmed with shame.

Seeing Liu Yongqiang fleeing in panic, she also wanted to escape, but she lacked the courage to do the same. Wouldn’t that just confirm what was said about her?

Cowardly and irresponsible.

She hadn’t asked him to jump out and play the hero; he did it on his own, got into a mess for no reason.

And after jumping out, he got scolded and ran away with his tail between his legs.