237 Its Been A Long Time Since I Last Saw Your Trick (1/2)
Chapter 237: It's Been A Long Time Since I Last Saw Your Trick
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After Chen Bachi was lifted from outside the tent, no one believed that he was previously the serious commander of cavalrymen of Divine Hall with a bright future. It seemed that both the Emperor and the Saints would be tragic prisoners as long as they were stripped of their clothes and flesh was torn out from their backs forming an inexplicable blood painting.
The Revelation Department Priest glanced at the fleshy body on the blanket and his facial expression did not change in the slightest. He spoke in a harsh tone, of course mainly reiterating the laws of Divine Hall and warning everyone that Haotian's eyes of fairness would always watch the world and anyone who dared to offend him would be punished.
Ning Que did not seriously listen to the remark. This was not because he was disgusted with this bigwig of Divine Hall or because he wanted to express strong contempt for hypocrisy but because in his view, sometimes hypocrisy was also a good character to have. The reason why he could not concentrate on it was that the person mournfully lying on the blanket was staring at him.
Chen Bachi, whose blood was flowing like a stream and whose tendons were twisted together, looked up at Ning Que's eyes with his unblinking gray pupils. There was nothing emotional in his eyes other than indifference. But it was this kind of indifference that deeply demonstrated his hatred towards Ning Que.
As a commander of Divine Hall Apologetic Divine Forces and a strongman in Seethrough, he had never suffered such humiliation before.
He knew that he was not qualified to hate the Academy and he was even less likely to launch a cold revenge on Ning Que. At the same time, he also believed that the two Priests of Judicial Department, especially Prince Long Qing, would certainly avenge him in the future. So even though he was in pain and his mind slightly hazy, he still stared at Ning Que because he wanted to remember his face clearly.
The matter of the Horse Gang on the meadow had ended with Divine Hall's severe punishment on the commander. Therefore, even if Chen Bachi stared at Ning Que, Ning Que no longer had any other means to deal with this. Ning Que could not beat him like those bullies in Chang'an West City just for staring at him.
However, Ning Que was not afraid of anything and he knew the hidden meaning behind that indifferent look in the eyes of that bloody man lying on the ground. So he slowly squatted down to his level and unceremoniously glared back at the man. He said, ”Sir, your gaze shows your hatred towards me. But unfortunately, you can't kill me with your gaze.”
”You should know that when we were in the camp, we anxiously pined for you to come down from the meadow.”
Suddenly, he remembered that Master Yan Se once told him that a real Grand Cultivator, such as Second Brother, could kill someone with just one glance. He then thought of how he himself needed to rely on an ID token and the reputations of the Academy and the Headmaster of Academy to bully people. He could not help feeling somewhat resentful, for he could only rely on the Academy's reputation to scare others.
No one could detect Ning Que's resentful mood at the time. On the contrary, many people in the tent were angered by his presence. Especially when they saw that the miserable commander of cavalrymen of Divine Hall had blood and rotten flesh all over his body and listened to Ning Que's continuous harsh mockeries. In the eyes of all sects' disciples, Ning Que who had ordinary eyes and brows as well as a lovely countenance could not really be regarded as an evil person but simply a scum who bullied people.
Aunt Quni Madi could no longer repress her anger and slapped her chair. Then she shouted out loud, ”Enough!”
Ning Que got up and looked towards Quni Madi. He shook his head and said with a smile on his face, ”Not enough.”
There were nervousness and silence in the tent. Everyone looked at this young man who had a cute little dimple on his cheek when he smiled and they could not wait to take a pair of scissors and poke through that dimple. They thought that Divine Hall had punished the subordinate and everyone had kept silent. Was that not enough?
”Earlier on I came into the tent and stopped Hill Master from launching a life and death fight with you. My interruption was a bit rash because I knew that you Aunt was getting old and weak. If Hill Master really misused her power to hurt you, someone would gossip about it. But I didn't think that she did anything wrong.”
Ning Que looked at the old woman's cold look on her wrinkled face and the disdain as well as anger in her eyes. He thought of those scenes he had seen with his own eyes after coming to the frontier fortress of North of Yan Kingdom. He thought of how the despicable shameless old woman bullied, framed, and used her power as well as prestige to push Great River Kingdom girls into a dangerous situation. He frowned and said:
”I should first ask you, when the food team camp was besieged by the Horse Gang, the cavalrymen of Divine Hall stood by as onlookers. Aunt you were also in the meadow. Did you know about this? If you knew, why didn't you meddle?”
Before his voice spread, he quickly asked again, ”Earlier when Divine Hall punished its subordinate, aunt you said 'enough'... weren't you also meddling in things of Divine Hall? If so, why didn't you meddle that day on the meadow?”
Ning Que looked at Quni Madi's old muddied eyes. His tone was very serious. He definitely was not joking. Though his puzzled expression looked mild and he said those words slowly, there was a very tough meaning within them.
Aunt Quni Madi was so angry that her whole body started trembling. She did not expect that the new disciple of the Academy's Back Mountain would actually completely ignore to respect an elder and instead wanted to teach her a lesson after the commander Chen Bachi had paid such a bloody price.
The Revelation Department Priest frowned slightly. In his opinion, even if Ning Que was a core disciple of the Headmaster of Academy and might represent the attitude of the Academy's Back Mountain, Divine Hall absolutely did not allow him to launch an attack on Aunt Quni Madi, for Divine Hall had expressed its wish for harmony after the humiliation and bloodshed of a strongman.
Divine Hall was doomed to maintain her dignity because of the relationship between the Taoist power and the kingship of Yuelun Kingdom, Aunt Quni Madi's status in the cultivation world and the Buddhism Sect powers behind her.
So the Priest cast a very casual glance towards Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom.
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Both the Headmaster of Academy and the students on the Second floor of the Academy seldom appeared in this secular world. But those worldly sects still greatly revered the Academy, for there were many legends about the Academy that were popular among different countries and sects that had been passed down from generation to generation. And the legends actually had formed a certain cogitation pattern. Besides, absence made the heart grow fonder thus, the longer the people did not see the Headmaster of Academy and people in the Back Mountain, the more mysterious people in the Academy became.
Now, they finally saw a disciple on the Second floor of the Academy. But there was nothing extraordinary about him, for he could not summon winds by opening his lips or call the rain by raising his hands. Besides, he showed such pride that their esteem caused by a mysterious and profound sense naturally faded away. Especially for those South Jin Kingdom Sword Masters, they were extremely proud to have the world's first strongman Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, and also knew that this lad named Ning Que was the culprit who had killed a certain Senior Brother last year. It was more appropriate to say they were hateful rather than awe-inspiring.
Of course, that glance of the Revelation Department Priest was so as not to let a South Jin Kingdom Sword Master jump out and kill Ning Que. South Jin Kingdom Sword Masters would not do such a stupid thing. With just one thought of the legend about the Peach Mountain, one would know that even if the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, was here in person, he would not offend the Academy for no reason.
A South Jin Kingdom Sword Master said in a low voice, ”Mr. Thirteen, you are not a man of Divine Hall. How can you meddle in the matter of Divine Hall?”
Under the Priest's gaze and the hatred of the South Jin Kingdom Sword Master towards Ning Que, this Sword Master could only utter a question and a rebuttal. Of course, since no one dared to question the Academy, it was also considered as a brave thing.
This sentence was naturally aimed at Ning Que's censure to Aunt Quni Madi.
Ning Que glanced at that South Jin Kingdom Sword Master. He shook his head and said, ”Are you an idiot?”