Chapter 201 (1/2)

Chapter 201: Attention

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

After Yuelun said that he wanted to take Fang Xingjian in as his disciple, he looked at the commotion that had broken out in the hall, then smiled and said, “I’ve heard that the Hundred Blossom Banquet organized by Madam Hathaway has invited all the talented students from the twelve academies in the Great Western Region.

“Given that he has transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero, he ought to be considered a genius in Kirst Royal Academy. Therefore, I’ve come here to look for him.”

From a distance, a lady with a poised, dignified and mature disposition, yet with the figure of a young lady in her twenties, smiled and said, “All talented individuals and heroes have been invited to the Hundred Blossom Banquet. This is both to allow for all of the elites in our Great Western Region to gather for an exchange, as well as to announce the examination content in the upcoming Regional Selection.”

Saying these, Hathaway looked toward the others and inquired, “May I ask where Fang Xingjian is?” When she spoke, her lungs trembled, as if a strong surge of energy was quivering in the air, as she easily propelled her words to everyone’s ears.

Everyone quieten down, as if they wanted to see what the genius who had transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero, the person who was highly regarded by a Divine level expert, looked like.

Lilia also started to anxiously look around. She was both excited about Fang Xingjian being chosen as a Divine level expert’s disciple, and looking forward to whether Fang Xingjian would also attend this banquet.

That was her true reason for attending the Hundred Blossom Banquet.

However, amidst the silence, no one stepped forth. Hathaway called out once again, but seeing that the situation stayed the same, she frowned and asked, “Is there anyone from Kirst Academy here today? Those from Kirst Academy, please raise your hand to confirm.”

Edger could no longer pretend as if he had not heard anything. Helplessly, he slowly raised his hand, and immediately all eyes locked onto him with burning gazes.

Hathaway asked him straight away, “Who are you? Where is Headmaster Jackson? Hasn’t Fang Xingjian come?”

Edger gulped. How had he managed to become the center of attention? Under the countless gazes of so many powerful, well-known characters from the Great Western City, he felt as if he was losing all his strength.

Especially so under Hathaway’s gaze. She was the Governor’s wife! Slightly nervous, he answered, “Headmaster Jackson is sick and is resting in Kirst. I’m the Deputy Headmaster, Edger. This time around, I’m representing Headmaster Jackson and attending the banquet in his place.

“Erm… Fang Xingjian…” At the mention of Fang Xingjian, his face turned red. He felt extremely awkward, unable to advance or retreat, and simply did not know what to say.

Was he supposed to say that Fang Xingjian had disappeared? Or that he had been pushed away?

This was simply putting negative labels on Kirst Royal Academy, such as incompetency, lack of control, and the inability to educate, right before all the aristocrats in the Great Western City.

Hathaway impatiently asked, “What on earth has happened? Can’t you even talk?”

Edger was stumbling over his words, unable to reply.

Just as he was facing the predicament, Hathaway’s gaze had turning increasingly colder, Setques finally brought Fang Xingjian to the hall. He smiled and said, “Madam, my apologies.There’s been some misunderstandings. Young Master Fang Xingjian has just arrived.”

Setques’s words attracted everyone’s gazes right away. They all bypassed the steward and landed on the fat Valen and on Fang Xingjian.

Fat Valen did not seem related to a Windstorm Sword Hero in the least. Moreover, he was an official of Great Western City, and many people recognized him.

Hathaway smiled, looking at Fang Xingjian, and asked, “Are you Fang Xingjian? The Windstorm Sword Hero from Kirst?”

Everyone’s gazes gradually focused on Fang Xingjian, on this young man who looked like a beggar with his dishevelled hair, unkempt appearance and shabby clothing. Expressions of ridicule, sneer, envy or admiration filled the aristocrats’ eyes as their gazes landed on Fang Xingjian.

“This is Fang Xingjian? Haha, he doesn’t seem to be anything special…”