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Chapter 150: It Wasn't Me
Chapter 150: It Wasn't Me
Zhao Shanhe humphed and said, "In any case, I have completed my task. I must remind you again that Fang Che still has major suspicions! Therefore, you must not involve him in the important matters of White Cloud Academy."
"Whenever there's an opportunity for benefit or honor, Fang Che must not be included!"
Zhao Shanhe's tone was stern and left no room for doubt.
"What do you mean by that?" Gao Qingyu frowned, his expression changing.
"In other words, for example, major competitions among various martial academies, or organizing treasure hunts, or rewards for heavenly materials, or other... rewards."
Zhao Shanhe listed several possibilities.
Finally, he said, "I warn you, you must follow orders! This isn't my personal opinion, I'm just the messenger! You understand the consequences."
Meng Chizheng angrily said, "Is the reporting family so powerful? They've caused such harm to our outstanding student, and now they want to block his future? This is too much!"
The others wholeheartedly agreed with Meng Chizheng's statement.
Indeed, that was the situation! Each restriction on Fang Che's participation was a clear attempt to block his future!
Lu Jiaoshan said, "If the reporting family is so powerful, we can't afford to offend them. But please, Zhao, clarify for us. In the future, we will definitely not dare to offend this family."
Zhao Shanhe coldly replied, "You only need to follow orders. As for the family, that's not something you should worry about. Your level is not high enough to be concerned with such matters."
Gao Qingyu's tone turned cold, "Our level may not be high enough, but how we treat our students in the White Cloud Academy is not something others can dictate!"
Zhao Shanhe gave him a cold look and said, "I'm just the messenger, but if something goes wrong with Fang Che in the future, you will be held accountable. You should think this through."
"No need to trouble yourself, Zhao."
Gao Qingyu responded with equal coldness, "We at the White Cloud Academy have a lot on our hands, so we won't be joining you for dinner."
He had directly issued an order to their superior.
Clearly, the old ruffian was furious!
Zhao Shanhe humphed and said, "In any case, I've said what I needed to say. Whether you listen or not is up to you. In the future, if something happens, don't come looking for me. Do you think I care about a meal at your White Cloud Academy?"
"Hehe, Zhao is so cautious that even a falling leaf won't land on his head! It's difficult to find him when something happens. It's really difficult."
Gao Qingyu's tone remained cold, "If Zhao doesn't care about this meal, then we can save it. Please."
Zhao Shanhe gave him a cold look and shouted, "Since they don't welcome us, why are you still lingering? Are you waiting for the feast?"
Eight figures appeared from different directions, Zhao Shanhe's personal guards.
"Let's go!"
At Zhao Shanhe's command, nine people soared into the sky.
"Damn, he's so cautious. Coming to the White Cloud Academy on a mission, he even brought so many experts with him. Does he think we'll slaughter him?"
Gao Qingyu muttered.
Meng He Jun glared at him, "They haven't left yet."
"I want him to hear this! What is this? I used to think this person was decent, but today, he's acting so high and mighty, so full of himself! Damn it!"
Gao Qingyu bent down, his fingers resting on Fang Che's wrist pulse, and shook his head, "This child... this child... whether he can recover, it's up to fate now... It's too severe."
"He hasn't even reached the General Rank, and he ventured onto the Heart-Testing Path. How could it be easy?"
Meng He Jun sighed.
Meng Chizheng walked over, "Zhao's departing words, did you understand? Although he didn't explicitly mention Fang Che's current divine soul injury, he implied that we shouldn't provide additional assistance... Hehe."
"We at the White Cloud Academy will listen to him!"
Gao Qingyu was furious, "Quickly bring some treasures, let's see if they can be of use."
"Even if they are useful, I'm afraid, at the very least, he will be unconscious for several days."
Li Changkong's expression was downcast.
He looked at Fang Che with apologetic eyes.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "I couldn't protect my student."
"Don't blame yourself! You're acting like you're some big shot!"
Gao Qingyu's anger had nowhere to go, and he shouted, "I'm the Headmaster, and I couldn't protect my student either!"
"I'll take Fang Che to rest."
"Don't go back to his courtyard. Send someone to notify him. For now, Fang Che will stay at the academy to recuperate."
"Alright."
Li Changkong carried Fang Che out.
Facing them.
Mo Gaiyun and the others stood up.
"Instructor Li, how is Fang Che?"
"His divine soul is injured, and he'll be unconscious for a few days," Li Changkong's gaze swept across the group.
"Is it serious?" Mo Gaiyun asked anxiously.
"It's manageable. Whether he can recover depends on luck," Li Changkong replied.
Meng Chizheng immediately followed, hehe'd with a smile, "It seems a family member from a noble family reported it... Tsk tsk, although Fang Che is young, he has many enemies. Ever since he entered the academy, all sorts of strange things have happened. First, a noble family's child tried to assassinate him, and now another has reported him... Tsk tsk... Not bad, not bad. He's quite popular."
Meng Chizheng left with a cold expression.
His words were clearly directed at Mo Gaiyun and the others.
Mo Gaiyun and the others' faces suddenly changed, and they exchanged glances. Their teeth clenched audibly.
But no one spoke, and they all followed behind Li Changkong, heading towards his dormitory.
Along the way, they encountered Elder God. "Bring him to me! I don't trust you lot with him."
Elder God's expression was resolute.
"Elder, this... this requires someone to catalyze the medicine's power."
"Just come to work every day. Arrange your own shifts; don't wait for me to remind you."
Elder God rolled his eyes and said in a peculiar tone, "My cultivation was ruined, but my divine soul remains intact. I need to keep an eye on him; I can't let you ungrateful lot take advantage and harm him. There's not a decent person among you!"
The old man spat on the ground and cursed, "You're all idiots!"
Everyone fell silent.
Gao Qingyu coughed and said, "Let's just take him to Old God then."
"Okay."
Li Changkong had no choice but to change direction.
Elder God continued to rant as he walked, "Damn fools! A bunch of idiots! From the headmaster down, they're all idiots! Zhao Shanhe is the biggest idiot of them all! What kind of idiot is he?"
Everyone listened to Elder God's endless stream of profanities with black lines on their faces.
The old man didn't stop cursing the entire way.
Midway, Meng He Jun, Gao Qingyu, and several associate headmasters couldn't take it anymore and left.
Only Li Changkong, accompanied by Mo Gaiyun and the others, remained.
Fortunately, halfway through the journey, Bing Shangxue and the others arrived, causing Elder God to tone down a little. However, he continued to mutter under his breath, and no one could make out what he was saying.
But one thing was certain: he wasn't praising anyone.
Mo Gaiyun and the others followed behind, with Xie Gongping trailing at a distance.
Mo Gaiyun was already glaring at Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, and Jing Shuanggao with a knife-like gaze; he didn't look at Ding Jieren.
Deep down, Mo Gaiyun didn't believe that Ding Jieren was responsible. This quiet person, if framed, might not even make a sound. How could he have the heart to frame others!
Moreover, Mo Gaiyun wasn't stupid.
Ever since the formation of their small team, he had his own calculations.
Using reports to get rid of Fang Che wouldn't benefit Ding Jieren or Xie Gongping. The ones who could benefit were himself, Yu Zhongge, Jing Shuanggao, and Qiu Yunshang.
Because this was an opportunity to become the leader.
So, his suspicious gaze swept over the three of them.
Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, and Jing Shuanggao also exchanged suspicious glances.
"What are you looking at?"
All four of them almost asked this question simultaneously.
"What are you looking at?"
All four of them gave the same reply.
Then...
They continued to exchange suspicious glances.
"It wasn't me!" Yu Zhongge hummed.
"It wasn't me either," said Qiu Yunshang.
"Definitely not me," added Jing Shuanggao.
Ding Jieren didn't say a word. He looked at the others with sharp eyes, his hand on his sword hilt, exuding an aura that warned others to stay away.
"I didn't do it," said Mo Gaiyun.
Mo Gaiyun had a sudden realization: "Whoever did it is a turtle's son and a bastard!"
Yu Zhongge said, "Whoever did it is a turtle's son and a bastard, and their entire family are bastards!"
Qiu Yunshang added, "Whoever did it is a turtle's son and a bastard, and their entire family are bastards!"
Jing Shuanggao echoed, "Whoever did it is a turtle's son and a bastard, and their entire family are bastards, and their ancestors' graves will explode!"
Then everyone looked at Ding Jieren.
Ding Jieren's indifferent gaze met theirs, and his dry hands slowly gripped the sword hilt.
"Forget it, you don't need to swear," said several people, waving their hands.
In the end, they didn't even glance at Xie Gongping.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Elder God's residence and set Fang Che down.
Seeing Fang Che's pale face, deep coma, and lifeless appearance, Bing Shangxue's tears immediately fell.
During this time, if anyone cared the most about Fang Che, it was Bing Shangxue.
Initially, Bing Shangxue had the thought of 'correcting his ways if he was at fault, and guiding this child onto the right path.' However, as their interactions deepened, Bing Shangxue genuinely liked this child.
Diligent, hardworking, and disciplined, he had a sense of propriety and knew his limits. No matter what, he took responsibility for his actions.
He was neither arrogant nor conceited.
He spoke politely when spoken to and answered questions earnestly when asked. When left alone, he attended to his own matters.
Bing Shangxue was never proactive but never refused either.
He never underestimated ordinary classmates and never fawned over those from prominent families.
His training was also sufficiently diligent and relentless.
His progress was astonishing, improving by leaps and bounds each day.
Thinking of the bad reputation Fang Che carried, Bing Shangxue felt a deep sense of pity.
She witnessed a genius seedling rising like a comet, gradually emitting its own brilliance.
But just as he was about to shine, he encountered such misfortune.
He lay there helpless and desolate.
His divine soul was in disarray, and he remained unconscious.
His fate was uncertain, dependent on luck and the will of heaven.
How could one not feel pity?
"May you wake up soon, regain your genius, and soar to the heavens."
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