In the distant pavilion.
Feng Fuce sat there with a cold expression, observing the scene.
Even though there was an array of exquisite dishes on the stone table in front of him.
He remained motionless.
The Second Master and Third Master sitting beside him exchanged glances.
They were apprehensive and couldn’t help but solicitously ask, "Marquis, is the food not to your taste?"
Feng Fuce’s thin lips were tightly pursed, ignoring them.
His eyes were dark and ominous, emitting a displeasing aura that kept people at a distance.
Chu Ping, seeing this, sternly reprimanded, "Our Marquis is here to investigate who was with Prince Kang at Xianghong Building when Third Master was there."
"Since we are here on official business, are you trying to muddle through with these unpalatable dishes?"
"Let me tell you, confess honestly, otherwise, you’ll be escorted back to the Xiuluo Guard and receive a beating!"
Having been by Feng Fuce’s side for a long time.
Chu Ping was quite authoritative when intimidating others.
Especially Third Master, who immediately replied with a pained expression, "It was Master who arranged for me and Prince Kang to go to Chunhong House. All those friends were also Master’s acquaintances; I didn’t know any of them."
At this moment, Feng Fuce suddenly asked coldly, "Are these the same dishes served in your canteen today?"
The Second Master and Third Master were taken aback, even Chu Ping was somewhat surprised.
Why did the Marquis suddenly mention this?
The Second Master cautiously answered, "The dishes prepared for the Marquis were specially made by the canteen."
"We would never serve you communal food. After all, it’s an honor for us to have the Marquis visit the academy."
Feng Fuce crossed his arms and said with a cold face, "Replace them with what the canteen serves, let me try."
Everyone was stunned, maintaining a moment of silence.
The Second Master quickly said, "Yes, I will attend to it immediately."
Bai Zhi’er and the Fang siblings returned to the Yellow Class.
But saw that the classroom was crowded with people.
Master’s face was serious, even severe, as he stood at the podium with his hands behind his back.
Bai Zhi’er, led by Fang Wushen, walked over on her small feet.
Previously, Ma Fuzi had displayed everyone’s paintings for exhibition.
But after just a meal.
All the paintings were splattered with ink, ruined.
Except for Bai Zhi’er’s painting of a tiger.
Students gathered around Master to complain—
"Master, it must be that girl with the surname Jing who did it."
"She must have been upset that Ma Fuzi didn’t praise them initially, so she deliberately destroyed everyone’s paintings."
"So young and already so malicious, these are the result of everyone’s hard work! What right does she have to do such a thing!"
"Master, you must punish her severely, we can’t let an unknown wild girl ruin the rules of our academy!"
Gao Qianqian stood beside Master, turning her head to glance, seeing Bai Zhi’er had returned.
A poisonous look of triumph flashed in her eyes, and she immediately raised her voice, "Miss Jing is back, ask her if she did it, we’ll know!"
Master turned around and asked Bai Zhi’er, "Did you destroy everyone’s paintings?"
The ink splattered on those paintings was shocking.
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes were filled with innocence and naivety, her voice soft yet firm.
"I was just having a meal with the Fang family siblings, how could I have had the time to splash ink on the paintings!"
"This is malicious targeting, can’t you see it?"
Gao Qianqian walked to Bai Zhi’er’s desk and took out her inkstone.
"And you say it wasn’t you, your inkstone still has fresh ink marks, it hasn’t dried. How can you argue otherwise!"