Chapter 48 Going to Find My Wife

Leibin rubbed his eyes, stretched lazily, and a sly grin spread across his face as he muttered to himself, "Cup size E? Damn, that is absolute bliss."

The soldier looked at him in bewilderment, completely missing the reference. In truth,ibin was simply thrilled at the prospect of finally getting a good look at Alva's breathtaking curves.

Upon leaving the detention room, Leibin hurried back to his quarters to see if Alva was home. However, upon arrival, Star Dream quickly informed him that Alva was currently out.

"In the middle of the day, she's probably attending lectures. Sigh, I got locked up the moment I arrived here, and now classes have already started while I haven't attended a single one. Should I go to class today, or just take the day off?"

After pondering for a moment, Leibin decided it would be best to stay home for the day and catch up on the recent news.

He lay back on the bed and instructed Star Dream to pull up the news feeds from the past few days.

"Holy shit, I got into a single fight and it caused this much of an uproar? Awesome. The Fang family is going to be in deep trouble this time, haha..." After reviewing the coverage of the incident, Leibin felt an intense sense of satisfaction watching the Fang family reap what they had sown.

Continuing to scroll through the articles, Leibin noticed that even more people had stepped forward to speak out about the heroic incident, showering him with praise and feeding his burgeoning vanity.

This only served to amplify his reputation as a Federation hero.

"Right, Star Dream, help me check up on the current situation of my prospective wife. Now that I've finally managed to get out, I should go visit her when I have some free time." After browsing the news for a while, Leibin suddenly remembered that he still had a nominal wife in this academy.

"Understood. I have retrieved her records. She is currently enrolled at Star Sea Academy, majoring in Trade. She has two classes today: an introduction to trade and market analysis. Given the current time of ten o'clock in the morning, she should be heading over to Teaching Building Number 51 for her market analysis lecture," Star Dream quickly retrieved the course schedule from Star Sea Academy's database.

"Ha! My wife is majoring in trade? It seems her family has high expectations for her, hoping she'll contribute to the family in the future. Where is Building Number 51? I've got nothing better to do right now, I might as well go check in on her."

Leibin felt a surge of eagerness. According to the photographs he had seen online, Baili Xue was an absolute stunner, perhaps even a cut above Ding Shuxue.

"Building Number 51 is located in the East District, 578 kilometers away from here. You will need to take a campus hover-car, which will take about 20 minutes," Star Dream replied. The campus of Star Sea Academy was divided into two sections: the East District and the West District. The West District primarily housed the military academy, while the East District accommodated all other disciplines.

"Damn, that's quite a trip. But to see my wife, any amount of time is worth it. Let's go." With that, Leibin scrambled up, pulled a clean set of clothes from his backpack, spent a good long while grooming himself in front of the mirror, and finally headed out.

Public magnetic hover-cars were ubiquitous throughout Star Sea Academy, making transportation quite convenient. Leibin arrived at one of the stations, and after a short wait, a hover-car pulled up.

Stepping inside, Leibin noticed the cabin was crowded with people holding books or experimental equipment. He was the only one empty-handed.

Feeling slightly awkward, Leibin found an empty seat and sat down.

The other passengers cast curious and peculiar glances his way. Given how Leibin had recently skyrocketed to fame, it was virtually impossible for anyone on campus not to recognize him.

"Is that guy Leibin?"

"Looks like him. I can't believe they released him so soon."

"He's a member of the Lei family, so naturally he gets special treatment."

"Yeah, that Fang Hao guy he beat into a coma got expelled from the school, yet Leibin was locked up for just a few days before being let go."

"Fang Hao brought it on himself. Relying on his family's influence, he'd been running amok in the academy for ages. This time, by slandering a Federation hero, the Federation government, and the military, he caused a massive public outcry across the entire Federation. Of course they couldn't let him stay."

"Still, this Leibin doesn't seem like much of a saint either. I watched the video of him fighting Fang Hao; it was so utterly shameless. The methods he used completely humiliated the Lei family. The media's portrayal of him has definitely been whitewashed."

"Totally, it was just a common street brawl. Still, for a first-tier martial artist to thrash a second-tier martial artist like that, you have to admit he's pretty formidable."

"He's only a first-tier martial artist?"

"Yeah, supposedly he just broke through recently."

"No wonder he resorted to those underhanded tactics. He knew he couldn't win fair and square, so he had to improvise."

Listening to the murmurs around him, Leibin curled his lip in disdain. What business of theirs was it how he fought? Winning was all that mattered. From the students' whispered conversations, Leibin could tell they didn't hold a very high opinion of him.

To ordinary citizens of the Federation, thanks to the propaganda, he was an absolute superstar. But in the eyes of sharp-minded individuals, they could easily see through the manufactured image and recognize the gap between myth and reality.

Especially at Star Sea Academy, where every student was an elite among elites and a talent among talents. A common trait shared by such talented individuals was arrogance. Even knowing the truth of Leibin's deeds, they wouldn't feel much genuine awe; instead, they tended to think, *I could have done that too under those circumstances, perhaps even better.*

The young are fearless precisely because of their ignorance. Only those who have experienced actual combat and understand the grim reality of a real fight truly appreciate how difficult it is to achieve such results.

"That skinny little guy was much cuter, though. He was such a fanboy. Too bad I forgot to ask his name. I should look him up sometime; maybe I can take him under my wing as a minion."

Musing to himself, Leibin paid zero attention to the gossip and criticism of the others. Having grown up in the old district, he understood only one fundamental truth: staying alive and living well were what truly mattered. Personal image and other people's opinions were completely useless rubbish.

Riding the hover-car, Leibin soon arrived at the East District near Building Number 51. Alighting from the vehicle, he followed Star Dream's directions toward the market analysis classroom.

Leibin's plan was to slip into the classroom, sit quietly for a bit, and wait for Baili Xue's class to end before approaching her. University lecture halls were usually spacious with plenty of empty seats, so finding a spot to wait wouldn't be an issue.

However, when Leibin opened the door and peered inside, the scene before him gave him a start. The room was packed shoulder-to-shoulder, with virtually not a single empty seat to be found.

"Damn, what's going on here? Is this elective really that popular?" Leibin muttered under his breath, clicking his tongue in resignation.

At the front of the room, a professor was in the middle of a lecture. Leibin hunched his shoulders, tiptoed inside, and managed to find a seat in a remote, darkened corner.

Having been recognized by so many people on the hover-car—turning him into the center of attention and gossip—Leibin figured that getting spotted in a crowded classroom would only lead to unnecessary trouble. Since he was here to see his wife, it was better to keep a low profile. With that in mind, he deliberately ruffled his hair into a messy state and popped his collar high up to conceal the lower half of his face.

"Hey buddy, excuse me, let me squeeze through," Leibin whispered to a student seated near the aisle.

Noticing Leibin approaching, the students shifted slightly to make room. After a bit of maneuvering, Leibin finally wedged his way into a seat.

"What the hell? Why is this classroom so packed?" Leibin remarked in disbelief.

"Heh, my friend, you know exactly why. Don't play dumb," the male student sitting next to him replied with a grin.

Leibin looked slightly puzzled and asked, "Know why? Play dumb about what?"

The student glanced at Leibin, then looked back toward the professor at the podium, and lowered his voice. "You came in here without a single book. Don't tell me you actually came to attend the lecture."

Hearing this, Leibin froze for a moment. He certainly wasn't here to study, but were the others the same? If so, what were they all doing here?

"I'm here on personal business. What are you guys all here for?" Leibin considered finding his wife a perfectly legitimate and upright matter, and he couldn't quite fathom everyone else's motives.

"Oh? Personal business? What kind of business? The Trade major is famous for having an abundance of beauties. Coming here not to look at gorgeous women—what else could you possibly be doing?" The young man bluntly revealed the core truth.

A flash of understanding crossed Leibin's mind. So these fellows were all here to admire pretty girls.

"Heh, you're here to check out the beauties too, right? And you must be targeting Baili Xue, am I right?" Seeing Leibin's expression, the student assumed he had guessed correctly and chuckled softly.

Leibin rolled his eyes hard and retorted, "Don't tell me all of you are here for her?"

"Obviously! Who in their right mind would voluntarily sit through such a dry lecture? Whenever Baili Xue has a class, attendance is always through the roof. She's the undisputed campus belle. Even top-tier celebrities aren't as gorgeous as her, and as the apple of the Baili family's eye, her fame surpasses most stars. Of course everyone wants to come catch a glimpse." The student eagerly shared the neighborhood gossip.

Leibin rolled his eyes once more. He hadn't expected his prospective wife to be such a massive sensation around campus.

"Where is she?" Leibin had never laid eyes on his future wife before, so a strong sense of eagerness compelled him to find her.

"Right there, front row, wearing the white dress. You can only see her back right now, though. You'll have to wait until class dismisses to catch her face," the student said with a hint of regret.

Leibin followed the direction the student was pointing. Sure enough, a graceful figure sat in the distance, holding a pen pressed against her cheek as she listened intently to the lecture. Her posture was slender and elegant, with smooth, well-proportioned lines. A cascade of raven-hued hair tumbled all the way down to her waist, dark, glossy, and gleaming like polished jade.

Even without seeing her face, that slender, alluring silhouette was enough to spark boundless imagination.