Chapter 105 - Hundred And Five - It is fate, don’t you think? (2/2)

Actually, many of the Teachers admittedly had thought the same thing, they had fought over the right to tap into his potential. However, Teacher Vane had not been one of them, claiming that Jin Li was too arrogant and untameable; sure he would absorb their lessons like a proverbial sponge, no one denied that he was self-disciplined and tempered his body like a blacksmith forging a sword of the highest quality, however he was flighty, disappearing for stretches of time, only fulfilling requests that seemed worth his time. Though Jin Li gave him the respect that his position demanded, he could not imagine the youth giving him his loyalty and trust.

”Let's talk about this matter inside,” Teacher Eridana said with a sigh, feeling that this matter should not be resolved in front of so many curious on lookers. She turned to her first disciple, who happened to be Bowyer now that the other had graduated school. ”Bowyer, would you lead the outer school students back to their school and take care of them with the other senior disciples please. Pike, you are in charge of the same for the inner school students until this matter had been settled.”

The two seniors accepted Teacher Eridana's instructions, while she then spoke to the two brothers, before guiding Jin Li and Sun towards the lecturing hall.

Without the eyes and ears of the masses, she then turned to Corvus, who yawned, before taking a seat at the rising stands half circling the lectern at the front of the class. ”Ah, this brings back memories,” the unkempt man said as he stretched his arms lazily over the desk.

”What is this about, Corvus?” The woman demanded.

He pulled a pouting face, for which two lips just appeared in the mass of facial hair. ”What, can't a Teacher take on a student anymore without being questioned?”

”You've not been a Teacher here for thirty years!” Corne yelled loudly, banging a fist down upon the table.

”Teacher Vane, Corne is picking on me!” Corvus glanced over at the old man, who happened to have been his Teacher many hundreds of years ago. Teacher Vane simply sighed and threw up his hands over the one student he had never been able to temper, thus his reluctance to take on others with such a difficult and disobedient nature. Corvus sighed and sat back in his seat, crossing his arms about his chest with a slight smirk. ”I've already spoke to the Headmaster. He had no reason to object to me resuming my position, nor would he object to me taking on a student.”

”You...!” Corne was red faced, much unlike the strong, confident man that he usually projected. Clearly, this little brother of his was a bone of contention, but their relationship was not something two students ought to concern themselves about.

”Excuse me... sir,” Young Sun squeaked, raising a hand tentatively in the air. ”But why me?”

Corvus grinned, brightly. ”Because you have the wind root! So do I, so it's fate, don't you think?”