Chapter 211 - Making a Move on the Wrong People! (2/2)

Zhang Bing and Li Wang didn’t dare to stay any longer. They were deeply scared that if this senior would get in a bad mood and kick them, too, they would have an even bigger problem!

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With that little disturbance passed, Mo Fan returned to his apartment.

“It seems like I’m too cautious. Even if the Black Vatican’s ability was greater, they still would have no reason to come to the Pearl Institute to commit an ambush, eesh…” Mo Fan rubbed the side of his head in an attempt to calm his nerves.

However, this was also impossible. After guessing the Black Vatican was planning to make a move on him, Mo Fan could not just loosen up and calm down easily.

During the destruction of Bo City, there were too many people dying. Many of them were people that Mo Fan knew personally. The scene of He Yu suffering from the evil schemes was still freshly imprinted in his memories, he would never forget it. Apart from this, the husband of his aunt had also died. The Hunter Squad Captain, Xu Dahuang, died; Fei Shi did not survive; and the people who had been disciplined by Mo Fan’s first Lightning Magic, Xu Bing and others, their corpses were seen by Mo Fan when he was walking toward the safety area…

Trying not recall these things, he had put the nightmares in the back of his head after coming to the new city. He had let the extremely bloody events slowly fade, while his hatred for the Black Vatican only increased.

In the battle just now, Mo Fan had indeed let out his hatred. It was why he did not go easy on them.

In the end, it just happen to be a farce.

Fortunately, that person was still alive. Although what he did could be considered self defense, directly killing someone would still result to him being invited to the Magic Courts for a cup of tea.

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When the new semester started, yet another piece of new information passed through the school.

This was the fact that the demon Mo Fan nearly killed a Wind Magician before school started!

This matter was immediately spread throughout the school. This caused the nearly dissipated bad reputation that Mo Fan had to redouble.

Mo Fan was actually invited by the school to have tea. This was because the senior student needed two or more months to completely recover even after receiving healing from the Healing teachers. Furthermore, whether there would be repercussions in the future was something they didn’t know.

The second semester of every year was the most important period for charging into the Main Campus. Him being handicapped for two months essentially rendered it impossible for this Wind senior student to head into the Main Campus.

Since it involved human lives, Dean Xiao had to personally deal with this matter.

“Mo Fan, why were you so serious in your attacks?” Dean Xiao asked as he wrinkled his brow.

It’s not that the school didn’t allow private battles, it’s just that the method Mo Fan used had almost cost someone’s life. Thus, the school had to deal with it, no matter what.

Mo Fan didn’t explain too much. Either way, what he wanted to say had already been said. It was they who ambushed him, all he did was defend himself.

“Did you encounter some kind of trouble?” Dean Xiao asked.

Mo Fan didn’t reply.

The Black Vatican dealing with him was something that he had speculated on his own. Telling Dean Xiao this kind of thing was of no use.

“Alright, you can return. Be careful during the Main Campus examination. Don’t do things like this anymore,” Dean Xiao did not say anymore, he could only allow Mo Fan to return.

After leaving the school board, Mo Fan walked down the main road of the school. He could still feel a dark cloud hanging over him.

He didn’t know why, but his heart just did not feel safe.

Is it because I’m afraid of the Black Vatican?

Or, was it that he felt anxious because he knew that the Black Vatican was planning on making a move on him?

However, that made no sense. Back when he was at the Primary level, he was not afraid of them. So why now that he had reached the Intermediate level...

That’s right, he was not afraid of them. He was afraid of them taking away the lives of the people he knew!