Ouyang Jing dusted off the dirt from his butt. Clutching two bottles of Purple Spirit Liquid in his hand, he gleefully prepared to leave the Tianshu East Court. "Big Brother, I'm off to give these goodies to Little Yun!"
With that, he turned and left.
"That guy has no conscience when it comes to the opposite sex!" Feng Mo scoffed.
"Exactly!" Yang Jun turned to Zhou Kai. "I mean, come on, Old Zhou. You just let Ouyang get away with it so easily?"
"What else can I do?" Zhou Kai shrugged. "If Little Yun likes him, I have nothing to say."
Just then, a cry came from outside the door. It was Ouyang Jing's voice!
Ouyang Jing walked to the door and suddenly saw a figure approaching. Judging by her graceful figure, she was clearly a youthful and graceful girl!
Ouyang Jing rubbed his eyes and upon closer inspection, he realized it was Lin Xian'er, the sky-tier student!
Back when they were in Hanwu County, Ouyang Jing had a brief encounter with Lin Xian'er. Her beauty left a lasting impression on him.
"You are...?" Lin Xian'er blinked, suddenly recalling. "You're the young master of the Treasure Pavilion, right?"
"Yes, yes, that's me!" Ouyang Jing nodded eagerly. "Haha, Miss Lin, are you here to see Big Brother?"
Lin Xian'er pursed her lips slightly and nodded gently.
"Haha, Big Brother is inside. I'll take you in!" Ouyang Jing immediately led Lin Xian'er into the courtyard while shouting loudly, "Big Brother, your wife is here!"
Lin Xian'er's ears turned red instantly. Even though she did have some affection for Ling Feng, it wasn't to that extent yet!
In the courtyard, Ling Feng had already heard the loud voice and was preparing to get up to greet her, but then he heard the words 'your wife is here,' which almost caused him to spew out blood!
On the other hand, Feng Mo, Yang Jun, and the others smirked with ambiguous expressions.
Ling Feng glared fiercely at these guys, took a deep breath, and thought he would settle the score with Ouyang Jing later.
Lin Xian'er walked gracefully into the courtyard following Ouyang Jing, and the group of guys immediately widened their eyes.
"What beauty? Are you blind? She's a fairy!"
"Hello, sister-in-law!"
The group of guys cheered wildly.
"Get out of the way!" Ling Feng's expression darkened as he kicked these guys aside and quickly stepped forward. "Miss Lin, what brings you here?"
"I..." When Lin Xian'er saw Ling Feng, her eyes slightly reddened. She then noticed the crowd around and bit her lip, hesitating to speak.
The guys around immediately seemed to understand.
Ouyang Jing turned and walked out of the courtyard while smiling. "Big Brother, I have some things to attend to, so I'll leave first!"
Yang Jun and the others also picked up their stools and returned to their rooms, yawning. "So sleepy! Brother Feng, do as you please. Even if the sky falls, we won't wake up!"
Only Jiang Xiaofan remained in place, staring at Lin Xian'er curiously. "Big Brother, who is she?"
"This guy's not the sharpest tool in the shed!" Feng Mo sighed, grabbing Jiang Xiaofan's arm. "Xiaofan, let me show you something interesting. Come on..."
"Ah?" Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head. "What good stuff?"
"Hehe... You'll know once you see it!" Feng Mo wore a suggestive expression, pulling Jiang Xiaofan along forcefully, finally coaxing and tricking him away.
Everyone retreated to their rooms, but behind closed doors, they all perked their ears to eavesdrop.
Ling Feng shook his head while smiling bitterly. "Miss Lin, these people are all fools. They just love to gossip!"
Lin Xian'er raised her delicate chin while looking into Ling Feng's eyes, her eyes reddening as tears welled up unexpectedly.
"What... Miss Lin, what's wrong?" Ling Feng stood there dumbfounded. Why did this woman start crying out of nowhere?
Lin Xian'er bit her lip, inwardly cursing this blockhead. Can't he offer a shoulder when he sees a girl cry?
She gave Ling Feng a resentful glance and complained, saying, "Didn't I tell you to call me Xian'er from now on?"
"Heh, I forgot again." Ling Feng felt frustrated. Is Lin Xian'er crying over such a trivial matter?
No wonder Feng Mo always emphasized: Women are made of water!
"Never mind!" Lin Xian'er saw that Ling Feng was clueless, hesitated for a moment, and then finally got to the point.
"Ling Feng, I have something to tell you. It concerns you, so I must inform you," said Lin Xian'er solemnly.
"Concerns me?" Ling Feng rubbed his nose, led Lin Xian'er to sit at the stone table nearby, and asked calmly, "What exactly is it?"
"It's about the final results of the Hunting Competition." Lin Xian'er looked into Ling Feng's eyes and eventually revealed the truth.
Her teacher actually tampered with the final results, causing Ling Feng, who could have potentially entered the top five among all students, to not even make it into the top ten.
Tong Chengtai, who made a promise with Su Qingxuan, thoroughly deceived her.
"What?" Ling Feng frowned, subconsciously slamming his palm heavily on the table. With a crack, the bluestone table split into two.
Ever since he practiced the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art, his physical body indeed showed a tendency to evolve towards that of a humanoid beast.
"Ling Feng, p-please calm down." Lin Xian'er quickly stood up, gritting her teeth. "What my teacher did was wrong, b-but you can't beat him."
In Lin Xian'er's eyes, her teacher was the esteemed vice-director, a king-tier cultivator in the Spiritual Sea Realm.
And Ling Feng? He was just a student. How could he possibly contend with the vice-director?
If he were to confront Vice-Director Tong head-on, she couldn't imagine what would happen. Ling Feng might end up being expelled from Tianwei Academy.
So, her purpose in telling Ling Feng about this was to prevent him from getting too excited, too angry, and doing something foolish.
Ling Feng clenched his fists, feeling a surge of anger in his chest.
What a despicable vice-director, abusing his authority to tamper with my results!
Such a shameless old geezer!
But he couldn't voice these thoughts in front of Lin Xian'er. He had to control his emotions as if regulating his breath.
After a while... a long while...
Ling Feng exhaled a breath, his expression returning to the calmness it had before.
"Thank you, Xian'er." Ling Feng looked at Lin Xian'er. She had chosen to tell him this, keeping it from her own teacher, to ensure he didn't blindly lose something that should rightfully be his.
For this, he owed Lin Xian'er a debt of gratitude.
"Ling Feng, I'm sorry. I can't believe my teacher would do such a thing. But please, promise me you won't do anything reckless!" Lin Xian'er held Ling Feng's arm, earnestly advising him.
"Don't worry." Ling Feng's lips curved into a faint smile. "What's mine will eventually be mine. Thank you for telling me all this."
"Ah?" Lin Xian'er was stunned for a moment. She never expected Ling Feng to suddenly become so calm. Did he accept his fate?
Perhaps. After all, how can he possibly contend with the esteemed Vice-Director Tong?
"Ling Feng, don't worry too much about this. With your talent and joining the East Court's sword team, as long as you stay in Tianwei Academy, you will surely have your day." Lin Xian'er smiled sweetly. "I believe in you. You will definitely become the most formidable swordsman in the Empire, I'm sure of it!"
"Yes!" Ling Feng nodded, but deep in his eyes, a hint of coldness flickered.
You think a tiger is an ill cat if it doesn't roar?[1]
Vice-Director Tong, huh? Get ready to face my wrath!
1. This is a common Chinese phrase meaning that someone thinks that you're weak just because you don't show your hands ☜