Hua Miaofu’s pupils constricted when she recognized Li Ruyun, not expecting to encounter her here again.
Worried that Li Ruyun might call the police or wake the adults in the house, she concentrated on creating a Tarot card in her palm.
However, Hua Miaofu had already exhausted her Spiritual Energy and couldn’t even muster the energy to flip the card.
Watching all this, Li Ruyun’s heart skipped violently, and with a loud bang, she closed the window.
Hua Miaofu sighed in relief but still felt a bit worried and gritted her teeth, attempting to get up.
But then she saw Li Ruyun suddenly running out of the villa.
"Are you in danger?" Li Ruyun asked with a face full of concern, looking like the kindest young girl.
In a moment, Hua Miaofu realized something and a smile spread across her deep purple lips.
"You will save me, won’t you?"
Li Ruyun didn’t expect her own thoughts to be seen through and simply stopped pretending.
"What will you give me in return?"
"I can teach you a few things."
"It’s a deal, I’ll help you to the basement first so you can rest properly, and you shouldn’t be discovered afterward with your skills, right?"
Hua Miaofu raised an eyebrow, "Of course."
The two exchanged looks and both smiled.
Li Ruyun quietly put away the utility knife in her hand, and Hua Miaofu’s elongated nails returned to normal.
Li Ruyun helped Hua Miaofu up and slowly walked towards the basement.
The next day, when he received a call about Hua Miaofu’s escape, Cui Wu didn’t react much.
The cunning of an evil cultivator was well-known to him.
Almost no one under him could bring back an evil cultivator in full, and escaping four or five times was actually pretty normal.
Especially since Hua Miaofu, being an Artifact Refining evil cultivator, increased the difficulty several times over.
"Please, Director Cui, keep an eye on this and inform me of any situations immediately," he said.
Upon hearing Yan Sinian’s request, Cui Wu immediately agreed.
Gong Qiming also finally returned to the film crew, giving Yan Sinian some peace and quiet.
Of course, before leaving, he remembered to take away various Magic Artifacts, aside from the Rusty Sword, planning to ship them all back.
"Let’s not tell our little junior sister about this for now; we’ll inform her after her middle school exams are over."
Yan Sinian looked at Gong Qiming, now rather serious, and nodded in agreement.
When the time comes, they would also give her the badge of the Tianhe Association, urging her to also be careful.
Yue Qingqing had no idea that her two senior brothers had joined forces, averting a crisis invisibly.
Now, she was fully focused on her studies.
Every morning, she repeated a mantra to herself.
I love studying, and studying loves me.
The curriculum was already very familiar to Yue Qingqing and others; their main improvements were made in the weekend tutoring classes.
With Yue Qingqing’s improvement, Qian Wentao’s arrogant demeanor took a heavy hit.
He was both angry and annoyed, taking his frustrations out on other students at the school.
It seemed as if this would help him regain his former sense of superiority.
Zhuang Lan, whose grades had notably slipped, naturally fell within Qian Wentao’s range of attack.
As the teacher distributed the last batch of papers, Qian Wentao purposely took a detour, walking past Zhuang Lan and sneering at his score.
"People like you attending tutoring classes is just a waste of resources; is this the level of our school’s top students?"
Qu Ruorui looked worriedly at Zhuang Lan; a few classmates were aware that Zhuang Lan had been facing some issues lately.
Yet Yue Qingqing suddenly smiled and said, "At least better than some so-called geniuses who have nothing to show for it."
Qian Wentao glared at Yue Qingqing, who met his gaze calmly and continued.
"If there’s a challenge, let’s see the real thing on the exam floor; what’s the point of battling with words?"
Unable to refute in the moment, Qian Wentao could only snort coldly and turned away.
Zhuang Lan shook his paper, "It’s the first time I’ve seen you confront someone ."
Yue Qingqing looked at the energy around Zhuang Lan and said, "Because I think you can surpass him."
Ever since he had returned from his last leave, a fog seemed to lift, and his scholarly aura returned.
Zhuang Lan opened his pen cap and smiled.
"I’ll take your auspicious words to heart, and I think so too, but I’d rather surpass you."