Chi Yuzhou, his stomach full of bread, gazed aimlessly at the scenery below from the corridor.

Come to think of it, last night might’ve been his first encounter with a Rare Breed outside his own clan.

What was she? A Seductive Fiend? What exactly was that race?

If he’d stayed conscious and faced her one-on-one back then… could he have won?

Chi Yuzhou wasn’t entirely sure, but he felt like he probably could’ve.

Students strolled past him in the corridor, some buried in books. Watching them, Chi Yuzhou suddenly remembered something.

Checking the time, he figured a trip to the library might reveal what a Seductive Fiend truly was.

After all, in the human world, knowledge was never scarce—it lived in books.

The school library buzzed with students studying quietly. Though many seemed to be couples soaking in the peaceful atmosphere…

The scent of paper and ink filled the spacious hall. Unnoticed as always, Chi Yuzhou searched the shelves alone.

A library this size must hold books about different races.

He recalled how, as a child, women would scare him with tales of how dangerous the human world was—how some humans loved experimenting on rare races.

But after living here? He realized he’d been a dumbass to believe them.

*Maybe as a kid. Not anymore.*

After a long search, Chi Yuzhou finally found a book on Rare Breeds.

The author’s surname was Xiao.

The content was straightforward: one race per entry. He quickly flipped to "Seductive Fiend."

The section was brief.

Seductive Fiends usually lived alone in forests, surviving on the faint life essence of plants and animals.

Any creature they targeted—no matter how massive—could only submit to their will.

If drained too deeply, those creatures faced… death.

Even Seductive Fiends had something like hibernation.

According to the author, they rarely sought human contact unless necessary, preferring the freedom of the wild.

*Too bad nothing’s absolute.*

*One Seductive Fiend’s probably behind bars right now, sewing prison uniforms.*

After reading about them, Chi Yuzhou naturally turned to the index for the Snow Clan.

He wanted to see how others viewed his race.

Scanning down—Seductive Fiend, Elvenkind, Flame Phoenix Clan, Starfolk, Blood Clan, Ghost Clan—he flipped through the entire index.

No mention of the Snow Clan.

Even in the human world, the Snow Clan existed only as whispered legends of the Snow Maiden.

*Guess we’re still a mystery to them.*

…

The book was interesting enough. Chi Yuzhou borrowed it, planning to read during lunch breaks when he didn’t feel like sleeping.

By the second class of the afternoon, Chi Yuzhou’s brain felt fried after barely surviving math. His notes were only half-finished.

Xiao Yingwan’s tutoring hadn’t caught him up to class speed yet—he’d overestimated himself.

During break, Qi Hua glanced up from his phone, surprised to hear Chi Yuzhou’s soft sigh.

"Wow. Didn’t expect you to still be conscious after that math class."

As Qi Hua finished speaking, Hua Fu in the front seat silently turned her head back, then just as silently faced forward again.

Straightening up, she leaned slightly to the side.

Chi Yuzhou didn’t reply. He was calculating how long it’d take to catch up.

Even with Xiao Yingwan’s accelerated schedule, it’d take at least one or two months.

He wasn’t stupid—but his shaky foundation made building higher knowledge feel like constructing a wobbling tower.

And his study time was always limited.

Unless studying started paying him, his schedule would stay unstable.

Lost in thought, Chi Yuzhou didn’t even notice when the next teacher arrived.

The rhythmic cadence of the lecture pulled him into sleep, as expected.

When he opened his eyes again, Qi Hua was already packing his bag to leave.

*One blink, and school’s over?*

*Ah. Time travel.*

Chi Yuzhou propped his head up, waiting for the sleepiness to fade. The classroom had nearly emptied.

Xiao Yingwan approached.

She handed him an open notebook filled with neat, elegant handwriting from today’s math class.

"Your notes are incomplete. Copy these first," she said, her tone unreadable. "Since you actually stayed awake this time, the concepts should stick better."

"Thanks," Chi Yuzhou replied, taking the notebook without asking how she’d noticed his focus—or lack thereof.

*She’s the top student. Worrying about her methods is pointless.*

Filling his notes didn’t take long.

Xiao Yingwan sat in Hua Fu’s seat, facing him. She’d prepared a small booklet for weekend tutoring, guiding him through each concept step by step.

Her voice was clear and soothing, the explanations patient.

At this distance, Chi Yuzhou could almost catch a faint, elusive fragrance near his nose.

But he stayed focused on the lesson—no chance of being utterly charmed by Xiao Yingwan.

Forty minutes slipped by in a blink.

As the session ended, Xiao Yingwan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, tilting her snow-pale chin as she took a simple sip of water—a gesture radiating quiet allure.

*That neck… Blood Clans would go wild for it.*

Watching the subtle curve of her throat, Chi Yuzhou’s thoughts turned mischievous.

The book had mentioned it: Blood Clans really did have long fangs, thriving on crimson blood like in the movies.

Seeing Chi Yuzhou silently staring at her with that calculating look, Xiao Yingwan couldn’t tell if he was captivated… or imagining something utterly rude.

She wanted to believe it was the former. But a quiet instinct whispered otherwise.

As Chi Yuzhou slowly gathered his things after tutoring ended, Xiao Yingwan’s voice cut through the quiet:

"Chi Yuzhou… are you short on money?"