Chapter 22 (2/2)

“Did they have nothing better to do than calculating his duration?”

“The life of geniuses is truly boring!”

“I should probably go back!”

He had planned to give the other two bottles to Wang Xiaofeng and Liu Pengyue, but after all that, it was certainly impossible.

If he did go to them, they would probably also think that he was trying to poison them…

That was so unfair!

It wasn’t easy for him to get the herbs, and he had spent so much time on refining them. He was depressed since he wasn’t being appreciated.

He did many good things that day, but the beggar, Lu Zihan and Zhao Chen all misunderstood him. He finally knew why it was difficult to be a good guy.

He was the only decent person in the whole world!

…

Zhao Chen’s home was not far away from the school. He had been living in the dormitory because he didn’t want his family to nag at him.

After rushing for ten minutes, he returned to his home.

As he rushed, the power of the medication circulated in his body, and it was less insufferable at the moment.

Body polishing was essentially physical exercises, and running was the best way to build up the heart and the lungs. Fearing that he would die, Zhao Chen was running at the highest speed, and his body was greatly improved in the process.

Taking that much perfect body polishing medication was unbearable for normal people.

However, Zhao Chen had illuminated three stars despite his bad grades. So, while the drug was violent, it didn’t really hurt him. It actually benefited him a lot.

Zhao Chen was too scared to notice any of that. Sensing the warmth all over his body, he thought that the poison was attacking him. His face was pale.

“Father, Uncle Han, help me…!”

Breaking into the house in panic, Zhao Chen roared.

“What’s going on?”

Two middle-aged men dashed out immediately. Both of them were shocked to see Zhao Chen who was at the moment almost entirely red.

“What has happened?”

Zhao Fan, the patriarch of the Zhao family, laid his finger on Zhao Chen’s wrist and immediately sensed the heat. He changed his face and looked at the other middle-aged man.

The man was Zhao Han, the only level-one Mage in the Zhao family!

“Father, Uncle Han, Shen Zhe has just poisoned me. Help me…” Zhao Chen explained in a hurry, fearing that he might die.

“Has he?”

Zhao Han frowned and tested his pulse.

“Isn’t Shen Zhe the unworthy descendant of the Shen family? The Zhao family is not as influential as the Shen family, but he can’t bully you just like this! I told you not to hang around with such a scummy student. You should’ve listened to me!”

A power burst out of the Zhao Fan’s family estate and raised a storm.

A Martial Artist!

He was a level-one Martial Artist!

The Zhao family was not among the four greatest families but was still a famous family in Green Abyss. The young master of the Shen family was truly bold, since he dared to poison his son!

“Ah Shun, prepare my sword. I’ll ask the patriarch of the Shen family about the way he has been educating his son…”

Zhao Fan turned around and gave the order.

The Zhao family would be too humiliated to stay there any longer if he didn’t act after his son’s poisoning.

However, Zhao Han frowned and said, “Don’t be hasty… I think that Zhao Chen is not poisoned!”

“He’s not?”

Zhao Fan was stunned.

“Poisons are supposed to destroy internal organs and eliminate vitality. However, Zhao Chen is not weakened at all. He’s even getting stronger!” said Zhao Chen.

As a Mage, he was more sensitive about the changes of power and could observe it more carefully.

“Normal people can run ten meters per second at best, and it can’t last. Even a level-one Martial Artist can hardly maintain the speed without the help of spiritual energy. However, Zhao Chen is not exhausted after running all the way here from the school. Although his skin is scarily red, it seems to be mutating, and his muscle density is also improving…”

Pausing for a moment, Zhao Han added, “You can punch him without using your spiritual energy if you don’t believe me.”

“Okay!” Zhao Fan nodded and took a deep breath, before he punched his son, “Son, punch back!”

Zhao Chen didn’t catch their conversation while under the scorch of the violent power. Seeing that his father’s fist was on the way, he dared not hesitate and hurried to fight back.

Two fists collided.

Swoosh!

Before Zhao Fan realized what was going on, he had been flung ten meters away.

“Father…”

Zhao Chen was stunned after seeing his father being blown back.

“What… is going on?”

“Why is my father so weak?”