“Hallmaster, Hallmaster, are you alright?” The two Nine Silences Hall disciples quickly lifted Bu Jingyun off of Shi Sheng. After he regained his footing, Bu Jingyun merely humphed.
Bu Jingyun’s actions utterly befuddled the two disciples as they glanced at each other. ‘What’s wrong with the Hallmaster?’
Shi Sheng used her sword to help herself up. Her gaze landed on the spot where Jun Hanlin had been prior to the blinding white light. It was now completely empty, with not a single soul in sight.
Shi Sheng rubbed her slightly sore chest (courtesy of Bu Jingyun) as she paused to collect her thoughts. ‘What was Jun Hanlin’s cheat again? Oh, right, a phoenix. A perfect match for that dragon of the FL’s.’
Jun Hanlin’s divine beast hadn’t been mentioned in the earlier parts of the story and only appeared in the later stages. By the time it appeared, the phoenix was already extremely powerful.
But though that light had felt powerful, it hadn’t actually harmed them all that much.
‘Is that phoenix injured? An injured phoenix can’t even beat a chicken!’
“Oi! What the fuck are you doing?!” Shi Sheng turned to find the two Nine Silences Hall disciples attempting to make off with Bu Jingyun and yelled, “Put him down!”
“In your dreams! Hallmaster belongs to us!” Having been discovered, the two gave up on stealth. They grabbed Bu Jingyun and started running away.
Shi Sheng leapt forward and using the branches overhead, landed ahead of them and blocked their path with her sword.
“I’ll only repeat it once: Put him down.”
“Never! Hallmaster is ours, witch! We won’t let you sully our Hallmaster!”
Shi Sheng, “…”
‘Hey, what’s with the name-calling? Sully him? Do I(bbb) look like that type of person?’
Shi Sheng was so pissed that she felt like laughing. “Okay, then you two can die!”
Both disciples’ expressions changed as they simultaneously dropped Bu Jingyun and took off in seperate directions. “Don’t worry Hallmaster! We’ll get the Sentinel to save you! You must protect your innocence!!!”
‘Oi! What happened to not letting me(bbb) sully your precious Hallmaster? Pei! As if I’d(bbb) touch him!
I’ve(bbb) yet to even charge up my(bbb) move, and you’re leaving already? Was that dignified speech just for show?’
“Those were your people?”
‘Are they here for comic relief?’
“Hmph!” ‘Without my orders, how could they have just left? Not telling you!’
Shi Sheng, “…” ‘This damned tsun!’
In a distant corner of the Academy, Jun Hanlin appeared with a flash of white light. He was a dishevelled mess, his face red and swollen. His gaze was particularly dark.
“Shen Yaoguang.” He muttered that name through clenched teeth.
“Master…” A weak voice sounded in Jun Hanlin’s mind.
His gaze changed. “Xiaoqi, how are you feeling?”
“I’ve expended too much energy, Master. I must go into a deep sleep. I won’t be able to protect you anymore.”
“Master, be careful.” Xiaoqi’s presence disappeared after speaking its last words.
Jun Hanlin straightened out his crumpled clothes. His face was burning with pain, and the slightest of movements made him feel like there was sharp knife cutting his face.
Jun Hanlin felt somewhat depressed when he thought about how he’d received these wounds. His face was already shrouded in a gloomy aura when the image of that stunning man suddenly popped into his mind.
‘Who was that man? And what is his relationship with Shen Yaoguang?’
Jun Hanlin treated the wounds on his face, though the marks didn’t fade so one could still make out some bruises.
On the way back, he encountered several people with impure motives who informed him that Qin Langyue had been injured heavily. He could only hurriedly limp off to Qin Langyue.
By the time Jun Hanlin arrived, Qin Langyue had already applied medication. Adding on to the fact that she had some pills she’d refined herself, there weren’t any major problems.
However, she couldn’t parade this around in front of Zhong Shiyi, so she could only lie on her bed and listen to Zhong Shiyi speak.
“That Shen Yaoguang is simply too brazen! She actually colluded with Nine Silences Hall and injured you to this extent! I won’t let her off!”
A cold light flashed in Qin Langyue’s eyes. She pondered for a bit before speaking, “But she has the Shen Clan as her backing.”
“What about the Shen Clan?” Zhong Shiyi gave a cold humph. Perhaps he finally felt his words to be too agitated for he took a deep breath before continuing, “You’re also from a great clan, so you should already know that those great clans care little for familial bonds. In their eyes, there are only pawns and discarded pawns.”
Qin Langyue’s eyes dimmed somewhat as she spoke with a bitter smile, “Family? Conscience? Those aren’t even able to stand up in the face of power and material wealth.”
“The Qin Clan’s just blind. There’ll come a day when they regret it.” Zhong Shiyi thought Qin Langyue was thinking about the mistreatment she’d received from the Qin Clan, so he swiftly comforted her.
“Wife, wife! Are you okay?” Jun Hanlin suddenly ran in from outside and squeezed Zhong Shiyi to the side to place himself right in front of Qin Langyue. “Wife, where does it hurt? I’ll blow on it so you can feel better!”
Qin Langyue stared at the filth-covered Jun Hanlin who had bruises on his face. Impatience couldn’t help but surface and make its way into her tone, “I’m fine.”
“That’s good. It’s all good as long as you’re fine.” Jun Hanlin patted his chest with great exaggeration.
“I want to rest.” Having lost today, Qin Langyue wasn’t feeling very happy, so she was even more displeased to see Jun Hanlin than usual. ‘Why do I have to take care of this idiot like a son?’
“Seventh Prince, Langyue’s been injured today, so let her rest properly.” Zhong Shiyi spoke, his attitude neither good nor bad.
“Oh.” Jun Hanlin smiled at Qin Langyue. “Then rest well, wife. I’ll stop by to see you later.”
Qin Langyue nodded perfunctorily.
Jun Hanlin left together with Zhong Shiyi, who later split up from Jun Hanlin to meet with the Principal.
Jun Hanlin simply went to stand in a shadowy corner, his expression unreadable as he stared at Qin Langyue’s accomodations.
Right as he was planning to leave, a handsome figure suddenly walked into his field of vision.
‘Jiang Mu? Why is he here?’
Jiang Mu entered the room and didn’t leave until after a long time. Jun Hanlin’s eyes flashed. He remained in his spot for a while before leaving.
Recently, there were many rumours circulating in the Academy. And all of them were concerning Shen Yaoguang and Qin Langyue.
With all the different versions of these rumours, it would be an easy feat to write a million-word novel.
Since the higher-ups hadn’t issued any official statements, people could only gossip amongst themselves, unable to lay a single finger on Shi Sheng.
But Qin Langyue was different. Even if she was a third level Spirit King, there were still plenty of people who’d cause trouble for her.
But every time they showed up to bully her, Jiang Mu would suddenly appear and teach them a lesson.
Thus, a bunch of idle gossipers began whispering, saying that Qin Langyue and Jiang Mu were having an affair and that Qin Langyue had cuckolded Jun Hanlin.
Truly one excitement after another.
As for Shi Sheng?
If you insulted her, you got beat up!
Trying to cause trouble for her? Congratulations, you also get a beating!
If you were just hoping to watch her make a fool of herself? You guessed it, you get beaten up…
Basically, anyone who dared so much as to show their faces in front of her without good intentions got beaten up.
Having had a taste of Shi Sheng’s violent silencing methods, no one dared to challenge her anymore, choosing instead to go report to the Principal and get him to uphold justice for them.
The Principal nearly went bald from stress.
‘Uphold what? That Shen Yaoguang’s completely unafraid of me, okay? She’s got a bloody retort to everything I say!
The Shen Clan has yet to even express their views, and we don’t have any real evidence. If we make a move on Shen Yaoguang, do you think the Shen Clan will really just observe on the sidelines?’