Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

At 11 o'clock.

Lu Benwei took Chu Yan to the Four Seas Pavilion.

Just as Lu Benwei and Chu Yan were about to enter the hall, Chu Yan's phone rang. Chu Yan picked it up and saw that it was her father, Chu Tianxiong.

"Don't tell me it's your father who called to condemn you?" Lu Benwei accidentally glanced at Chu Yan's phone and his expression immediately sank.

Chu Yan stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Maybe he's already on his way with a knife."

Hearing this, Lu Benwei's eyes turned black, and he felt a chill down his spine. Seeing Lu Benwei's embarrassed look, Chu Yan gritted her teeth and giggled.

"No, my father is quite open-minded, and he knows everything."

"He knows everything?" Lu Benwei blinked and asked in confusion.

Chu Yan smiled but did not say anything. She waved her hand and signaled Lu Benwei to go in first. He shrugged and entered the hall.

The hall had two tables, one big and one small, and it could accommodate 30 people at the same time.

As soon as he entered, a large crystal chandelier emitted a golden light that filled his vision. Lu Benwei felt a little dizzy and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

A cold snort came out.

"Heh, a dog."

Lu Benwei opened his eyes and looked at the source of the voice.

Zhang Minghua and his fans were sitting at the head of the table, cracking melon seeds and sneering at him.

At the same time, they were still whispering to each other.

"Minghua, I remember that Lu Benwei had a close relationship with Yang Xiaofei when he was in school!" a man named Li Wei stood behind Zhang Minghua and whispered to him.

"You're right." Zhang Minghua spat out a mouthful of melon seed skin in disdain, his eyes shooting out a sinister light.

Li Wei chuckled. "Minghua, don't be angry. Compared to you now, he's probably not even worthy of carrying your shoes."

At this time, another fan at the side said in a different voice, "Not necessarily. Don't you know?"

"Know what? Did his family win the lottery, or did they get demolished?" Zhang Minghua asked coldly.

"Lu Benwei is the top scorer in our province's martial arts assessment. He's currently studying at Zhejiang Hunter University," the man said.

When Li Wei heard this, he was immediately frightened and shivered. "Ah, really? Doesn't that mean he's very powerful?"

Zhang Minghua was extremely disdainful. He spat. "Useless, do you have more money than me? Then look at those powerful hunters, which one of them doesn't serve for money? He's the top scorer in the martial arts assessment, but he has to lower his head when he sees money."

After a pause, Zhang Minghua continued, "When Xiaofei comes later, the two of you will help me. I want to humiliate him."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Minghua shrugged his shoulders and gathered his energy.

On the other side, because Lu Benwei's spirit attribute was different from ordinary people's, he could clearly hear the conversation between Zhang Minghua and the others.

"Boring."

Lu Benwei shrugged, rolled his eyes, and prepared to find a seat.

"Lu Benwei, come, sit with me."

At this moment, a beckoning sound was heard. At the small table, Lu Benwei saw a person waving at him with big white teeth.

"You are...?"

Lu Benwei's eyes narrowed as he saw a young man with a strong body and standard facial features.

"You're Fan Peng?"

"It's been three years, and you don't even remember what I look like?" Fan Peng grinned.

Lu Benwei smiled and said, "No, I was in a daze for a moment and almost didn't recognize you."

Fan Peng was Lu Benwei's best friend since elementary school. Later, he was in the same situation as Yang Xiaofei and transferred to another province to study, so they did not contact each other.

Lu Benwei did not even think about it. He pulled a chair and sat next to Fan Peng.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm doing great, but not as good as you. I heard that you're the top scorer in the martial arts examination of Hai Province." Fan Peng gently punched Lu Benwei's chest, but he grinned to the back of his head. "I feel bad seeing you living better than me!"

"It's all false reputation. What about you? Where are you going to school now?" Lu Benwei waved his hand.

"You see, you're really rubbing it in. I'm studying at the Dragon Kingdom's Hunter University," Fan Peng said, scratching his head.

"Damn it's below the nine greats but above ten thousand schools," Lu Benwei could not help but praise.

The conversation between the two of them attracted the resentful gazes of countless former classmates.

"You two, stop talking!"

"Alright, alright, there's no need to show off here. Everyone knows that you two did well."

"If you guys continue, we'll call the police!"

Lu Benwei and Fan Peng both begged for mercy.

On the other side, Zhang Minghua and his supporters were so angry that their teeth were broken. They even had the thought of killing someone.

Their grades, including the martial arts examination results, were not good, and they did not even finish high school.

Zhang Minghua was even more so. He was the one who had organized this banquet, and he was the one who had spent the money, so he should be the main character. Now, Lu Benwei had stolen all the limelight.

"Li Wei, you go. Kill his arrogance," Zhang Minghua said with a look.

Li Wei nodded and jogged all the way toward Lu Benwei.

"Lu Benwei, long time no see. You can't be sitting here," Li Wei said with a smile.

"Can't I just sit here?" Lu Benwei said.

"Of course not. This table is for people who can't drink. In other words, it's for the girls in our class. Are you a girl?" Li Wei asked with a smile that hid a dagger.

Lu Benwei shrugged. "Isn't it obvious? I can't drink."

"I'm allergic to alcohol," Fan Peng said, "I can't drink either."

At this moment, Zhang Minghua smiled noncommittally and said loudly, "Yo, everyone knows that hunters can drink the most. You guys are top students with good physiques, why can't you drink?"

He sighed. "Sigh... The way I see it, it's the two of you who don't want to be associated with us old classmates who have bad grades. Everyone knows that martial arts assessments are 30 percent determined by hard work and 70 percent by destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange look flashed across the faces of many students. Other than the two of them, these old classmates also did not do well in the martial arts assessment.

Moreover, luck played a huge role in the results of the martial arts assessment. As long as you awakened to a good class, you would naturally be able to obtain extraordinary results. It was very helpless, but it was also very realistic.

"F*ck, this Zhang Minghua is deliberately provoking public anger, right?" Fan Peng rolled his eyes.

"We can't offend the public. Let's go. At most, I'll drink for you." Lu Benwei patted Fan Peng's shoulder.

The two of them came to the main table and sat in the most secondary seats.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofei came in.