Chapter 49 (1/2)
Xia Qingchen smiled, thought about it, and then nodded.
A martial exchange meet wasn’t of much use to him, but it would be an eye-opener for Grudgy.
That night, he brought Grudgy back to the martial pavilion.
…
At the mass burial site in the suburbs.
There was a lone grave that didn’t even have a tombstone. Li Weifeng, who had been missing for very long, dug it out, exposing a headless corpse.
He carried out the corpse, breaking down in tears. “Zong`er!”
The person who had been buried here was Li Weifeng’s son, Li Yaozong, who had been suspected of colluding with bandits.
Li Weifeng managed to successfully break free from the martial pavilion’s pursuit and officially joined the bandits.
Three months later, he returned to the suburbs and dug out his son who had been beheaded.
“Martial pavilion, Xia Qingchen, Lone Cloud City… I, Li Weifeng swear that I’ll get you to pay back with blood!”
A bolt of lightning flashed, making his face appear like a vicious ghost.
The next day!
The sky was dark.
The cold wind of the early winter came with a drizzle, and it was spine-chilling.
However, it was very warm in the martial pavilion’s Peony Garden.
Everyone from the martial pavilion’s elite senior students, except for the Four Heroes, had arrived.
They were enthusiastically sharing their knowledge of martial arts and even sparring occasionally.
“Senior Zhou, you’re saying that this time around, it won’t be the young pavilion lord who will be giving us guidance personally, but that his teacher will be the one coming?” a student asked.
Zhou Xuelin nodded.
“Sssss! Then, wouldn’t he be a reputable person of at least 100 years old?”
Given Shen Jinghong’s status, how many people in the entire city had the right to become his teacher?
“It should be,” Zhou Xuelin said with certainty, revealing an admiring gaze. “When his teacher comes later on, we must welcome him respectfully.”
“We understand!”
It was clear that Zhou Xuelin had quite a high status amongst them.
Drip——
A single rain droplet slid down from the pavilion’s roof and then silently dropped onto a bamboo hat.
The person wearing the bamboo hat slowly walked into the pavilion. He took off his hat and shook it gently.
A puppy that had pure white hair followed behind him. It shook its body endlessly after it entered the pavilion, rattling off the rainwater that had dampened its body.
“What the hell? We, the senior A class students, are having a gathering here. Why is someone unrelated coming here?” A student was splashed by a bit of rainwater in the face.
“Don’t you have eyes to see? Scram!” The person with the bamboo hat was naturally Xia Qingchen who had come as agreed.
He took a faint look at the students here, then shook his head slightly. “A disorderly mob!”
There wasn’t a decent student here at all.
Xia Qingchen wasn’t really willing to give guidance to them.
“Xia Qingchen?” Zhou Xuelin recognized him and her elegant brows furrowed. She wore a cold expression and said, “You haven’t had enough humiliation at the Fire Lake and came running here to get more?”
She was still under the assumption that Xia Qingchen had fled in a sorry plight after cultivating at the Fire Lake for two days.
“Leave. You didn’t have the right to enter the Fire Lake, and this martial exchange meet is not something that someone like you can attend easily either.” Zhou Xuelin was ‘straightforward and outspoken’ as usual.
Xia Qingchen threw her an indifferent glance.
“If you don’t know how to speak, then you can choose not to. No one is treating you as a dumb.” Xia Qingchen’s brows raised slightly.
He disliked this arrogant woman.
Zhou Xuelin shook her head, wearing a contemptuous gaze. “You really can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear. You treat another person’s goodwill as ill intent. People like you deserve to struggle in D class, amongst a pile of trash, never to be able to succeed in life.”
The moment she spoke up, the other students started to join her, reprimanding Xia Qingchen.
There were even people who had wanted to raise a hand against him.