Chapter Forty-One: Did I Say You Could Sit?

When Ye Feng received the task from Chen Min, he immediately ordered Hong Tian and the others to keep a close watch on the area around the school. After all, he couldn’t follow Chen Xinyi everywhere by himself. Since it wasn’t safe for Chen Xinyi to return home every day, Chen Min simply arranged for her to stay in the school dormitory. The school was, by any measure, much safer than the outside. Chen Xinyi had never been away from home since she was a child, so this was her first time living on campus—and she was delighted. At last, she could leave home and venture into the world on her own.

The Wolong clan had sent Zhuge Zhengtian himself to lead the team, accompanied by a middle-aged man in a blue robe—a demon king-level expert—who had come along as well.

But when all was said and done, this fellow was just an assistant. In his twenties, he might have picked up some medical skills, but he was far from being qualified to work independently as a physician. It was only due to his quick wit and diligence that Xue Qian valued him at all. If he were to go to the provincial capital, honestly, there was no shortage of people like him.

Look at how arrogant you used to be—now you have to come back and ask her for help. That thought filled the short-haired girl with immense satisfaction, as if she could see right through everything.

“You—are you crazy? Are you looking to get yourself killed?” the special agent clutched Zhang Yi’s arm again, nearly beside herself with anger, and shouted into his ear.

Even if the lower ranks fought amongst themselves, and the higher-ups sometimes tacitly allowed it as a sort of training, when it came to clashes among the giants, the impact was far greater.

He had promised to arrange for Li Huanhuan to go as well, but in the end, he’d forgotten to discuss it with her. Now, Lin Yi could only hope Li Huanhuan wouldn’t suddenly object or make a scene, otherwise he’d really be in a tough spot.

Although Bai Yan didn’t actually practice internal martial arts, he’d at least heard about it. As for Lin Yi, the feeling he gave off could only be described in four words: unfathomable depth.

This was the “Heavenly Eye”; those who had cultivated to a high level in the Mystical Medicine Hall could develop this ability. The Heavenly Eye allowed one to perceive the human body’s meridians and resolve illnesses—it functioned almost like an X-ray.

Andrei sat in the second row of the audience, nodding in greeting to those around him, while also catching snippets of conversation from other spectators.

Zhang Yi inspected the enemy’s chemical weapon device and discovered that the invaders had already released half of their poison gas canisters; some remained, all loaded on the trucks for easy deployment.

Ren Hai resumed his routine, and after two days of rest, he had recovered. He wanted to stroll down Jibao Street, listening along the way for any information that might be of use to him.

Dan’er went back to pack her things, leaving An Cheng watching Su Xin, who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He pursed his lips, as if wanting to ask something, but ultimately said nothing.

“Forget it! I’ll call you another day. Keep working hard.” Di Xiaoyan hurried toward the Maserati, but still found time to encourage Gu Youliang.

An Cheng nodded—this was the custom in the capital, but she’d never heard such words in Shu.

Feng Qingyang suddenly wiped the look off his face, turning very serious as he called out to Chen Jiu, rising and walking out to the plaza outside their academy residence.

Zi Yi gave a chuckle, just about ready to start a fight. “You think you have the numbers? I still have a girl who hasn’t even shown up yet!”

Ren Hai felt it was absolutely necessary to write “My sister” on Li Meng’s forehead; otherwise, people would keep misunderstanding, and after a while, how would his sister ever find a husband?

Instructor Li furrowed his brow tightly, furious and indignant. “How could you speak about Shuai like that?”

The next day, the two went to work together. Ye Lansheng originally wanted to accompany her to the dean’s office, but Ji Wujing stopped him. She carried her documents to the administration building herself, and Ye Lansheng returned to his department, sending her a message: “Let me know when it’s done.”

Huangfu Junnan was dumbfounded, completely at a loss. He had never imagined that Su Chen would choose such a poor-quality stone.

If, before this, Su Chen had not already killed Xu Chong, and he’d said such things, they would definitely have taught him a harsh lesson.