Lin Qiye, the Good-for-Nothing

My name is Lin Qi Ye. I was a good-for-nothing for many years.

My ability index was zero, and everyone agreed I was the academy’s disgrace. My only purpose was to serve as a live target in combat class so everyone else could practice their aim.

But I had the best brothers in the world.

Zhao Tie Niu would say, “Don’t be scared, kid. I’ll take the front.” Su Rou would say, “Stay close to me, and you’ll be fine.” After every fight, Bai Yu was always the first to treat my wounds. And Chu Tian Kuo, the student council president and widely hailed as the strongest in a century, would pat my shoulder and say, “Qi Ye, I believe in you.”

Being trusted by the strongest person in the world was the thing I was proudest of.

Only later did I learn that being targeted by the strongest person in the world was the most despairing thing imaginable.

Tie Niu died. Su Rou died. Bai Yu died, too. They said it was a “necessary sacrifice”…