In the genius class classroom, anticipation filled the air as Li Xuehua and Mei Dong basked in the glow of their recent duel. Their excitement was interrupted by the arrival of a mysterious figure dressed in all black. It was Jushi Rong, the enigmatic genius of martial arts and assassination.
Jushi Rong, with his jet-black hair, piercing black eyes, and pale complexion, exuded an aura of darkness and secrecy. He had been studying in the genius class for two years before being called back home to resolve conflicts within his assassin guild. Now that the conflicts had been settled, he had returned to continue his studies.
As Jushi Rong entered the classroom, his gaze fell upon a beautiful child sitting in his usual chair. Next to her was Mei Dong, engaged in lively conversation. It was the first time Jushi Rong had seen Mei Dong so genuinely happy. The beautiful child and Mei Dong immediately noticed his presence.
Mei Dong greeted him warmly, "Jushi Rong, welcome back. I hope everything is well at your home." Jushi Rong, not one for many words, simply nodded in response, his attention focused on the captivating child sitting next to Mei Dong.
Mei Dong proceeded with introductions, "Jushi Rong, this is Li Xuehua. She cleared the 50th floor of the tower. Li Xuehua, this is Jushi Rong, my best friend. We both passed the tower twelve years ago."
Jushi Rong was taken aback. This seemingly delicate girl was a monster in the tower? Memories of his own challenging journey flooded back, the close encounters with danger and the ants that had nearly taken his life on the 43rd floor. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and respect for Li Xuehua's incredible feat.
Li Xuehua, unaware of Jushi Rong's internal thoughts, bowed politely and greeted him, "Nice to meet you, older brother Jushi Rong."
Jushi Rong's heart skipped a beat. It was the first time someone had called him brother. Li Xuehua, considering Mei Dong her older brother, extended the same honor to Jushi Rong, recognizing the deep bond he shared with Mei Dong.
Just as the atmosphere settled, Grandmaster Mao, Master Ting, and a new teacher named Master Dong entered the classroom. Master Dong, specializing in the power of poison, instantly caught Li Xuehua's attention. She couldn't help but shiver, remembering tales from her past life about a figure known as the King of Poison Rong.
In her previous life, the King of Poison Rong was feared by all, with the mere mention of his name striking terror into the hearts of even peak-level martial artists. His lethal poisons were said to be capable of taking lives effortlessly. Li Xuehua's gaze turned to Jushi Rong, whose eyes seemed as dark as the night itself. The thought crossed her mind—could Jushi Rong and the King of Poison Rong be one and the same? The answer remained elusive, as the true identity of the King of Poison Rong remained a mystery to all.