บท 97: 97, Revenge

...a New Year's greeting?

Hu Xiaoniu's father didn't respond immediately, he didn't even understand how their conversation had turned to this subject.

The fellow students were also a bit confused; the Liu Dezhu before their eyes didn't seem to fit the image of a powerful expert they had in mind.

Alongside them, a student from Class 3 of Grade 2 whispered to the class monitor Yu Junyi, "Hey, do you think he might have a 'system'?"

"A system?" Yu Junyi was puzzled; he didn't understand what that meant.

In Class 3 of Grade 2, Yu Junyi had always been someone who neither played games nor read novels, so he had no idea what a system was.

The classmate patiently explained: "It's like the systems in web novels, where the system issues all sorts of messy tasks to the host, and then makes the host stronger."

"Ah?" Yu Junyi was stunned.