The Liu School

"How could this be! When did they do it? It shouldn't be like this, they shouldn't have had a chance to steal anything from beginning to end... Ah! It's really gone!"

Murong Qing reached into her bosom and touched nothing, which startled her. The flight attendant also seemed to be affected by her emotions and became nervous.

Si Ming was standing next to him, sighed and took out the Time Wheel Meter, saying, "Have you forgotten? You gave me the watch to keep before you opened the door last time."

Murong Qing slapped her forehead, embarrassed, and said, "I was so flustered that I completely forgot about it."

The female flight attendant advised, "I think you should compare the real and fake versions; maybe they've been switched."

"That's certainly possible."

Murong Qing became nervous again, quickly took the Time Wheel Meter from Si Ming, and then went to the female flight attendant to compare the two clocks.

"Look, the two watches are still different. Although the outlines are somewhat similar, you can see that these parts are different. The workmanship is too rough. The watch you have is definitely fake."

"Is that so? Let me take a closer look."

The female flight attendant curiously reached out to take the watch from Murong Qing's hand, but before she could touch it, Si Ming suddenly reached out and grabbed it firmly, rendering her unable to move.

"I have a question. When Murong Qing discovered she didn't have her watch, you seemed surprised. Doesn't that make a bit of a misunderstanding? From your perspective, it's normal for Murong Qing's watch to be stolen, but you acted as if you already knew her watch was fake. Can you give me a reasonable explanation for that?"

Chapter 111 The Liu School

The female flight attendant, who was being questioned, was taken aback and was about to speak in her defense when Si Ming interrupted her.

"After hearing the report of a private fight, the train police didn't come, only you, a train attendant, were sent. Was there no one else on the train, or were they very confident in your abilities, or did you intercept the report?"

The female flight attendant looked confused. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. You're babbling on and on; my brain can't keep up. If you're questioning my identity, take a look at this badge. My employee number is clearly written on it, and my photo is also attached. You can verify this with other flight attendants at any time. You can also call someone else over now."

Murong Qing Si Ming's questioning, she immediately took back the Time Wheel Meter and assumed a defensive posture. However, seeing his innocent expression, which did not seem fake, and his apparent confidence in verifying his identity, she was somewhat confused. Nevertheless, out of trust in Si Ming, she did not lower her guard.

"Oh, it seems I really misunderstood you, flight attendant. I apologize to you," Si Ming.

"It's alright. Once bitten, twice shy. I understand how you feel. From your perspective, I would also be wary of others trying to get close to me."

The female flight attendant smiled approachably and tried to pull her hand away, only to find that it was still firmly held and she could not break free.

"What's the train conductor's name? How many attendants are on this train? What's your shift schedule? Since the attendants are genuine, these three questions should be very simple, you should be able to answer them without thinking. Countdown begins, ten, nine, eight..."

The female train attendant remained calm and quickly replied, "The train conductor 'Liu Pengyuan. There are a total of twenty-eight attendants on the train. Our shift schedule is..."

"... Seven, six, one, time's up!"

Si Ming skipped a few numbers and threw a punch right in front of him.

The female flight attendant instantly realized that the other person had already convinced her she was a fake, and that his subsequent words were clearly a deliberate attempt to trick her.

"You brat!"

The flight attendant's upper body suddenly spun, as if separating from her arms, turning an arc that a normal person could not achieve. Then, with a move like a cicada shedding its shell, her clothes seemed to come alive and pounced towards Si Ming.

Si Ming promptly changed the nature of his force, transforming the penetrating force into a tearing force, instantly shattering the uniform into pieces. He also doubled his strength with his other hand, intending to crush the opponent's wrist bones with his Eagle Claw Skill.

Amidst the swirling debris, a muffled groan was heard, followed by a flash of cold light that pierced towards Si Ming's hand.

As Si Ming felt the pain, the Eagle Claw technique loosened, and his opponent immediately seized the opportunity. With a flick of his arm, the opponent became weak and boneless, like a slippery eel, and quickly shrank back, breaking free of the grip.

"Don't go!"

Murong Qing up with the change and immediately unleashed the "Command the Fierce Wind" move, his right fist striking out with spiraling force, stirring the air like a rapidly spinning turbine.

Amidst giggles, the opponent didn't take the hit head-on. Instead, he used his soft strength to gently touch the object, making it seem like a leaf, completely unaffected by force, was dancing gracefully in the autumn wind. He used the momentum to retreat and quickly exited the carriage.

Si Ming and Murong Qing gave chase. On the way, Si Ming glanced at the back of his hand and noticed a fake nail embedded in it. He quickly reached out and pulled it off.

After the two stepped out of the private room, they saw a masked woman in a tight-fitting outfit standing by the window at the other end of the carriage. She had a well-proportioned figure, not exactly curvy, but with a certain amount of curves. Moreover, her legs were exceptionally long, disproportionate to her height, making her easy to leave a deep impression.

"Young man, you're quite suspicious despite your young age. With such extensive experience in the underworld, could you be one of them?"

Even with the mask and black veil filtering through, the woman's voice was still very pleasant to hear, and paired with a pair of lively eyes, she gave the impression of a lively magpie.

"That depends on which path you're referring to. I've been on this path of life for decades," Si Ming said truthfully.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't believe it. "How dare you talk such nonsense! You're only a teenager, how could you have decades of experience?"

Murong Qing, "You shouldn't be that old, so why are you stealing? Wouldn't it be better to be an upright person? Why do you have to do this sneaky thing, and you don't even dare to show your true face to anyone?"

"Little girl, you've probably misunderstood. I'm not like those two rats you caught. They were thieves, but I'm not."

Si Ming laughed, "Then what are you, a righteous thief? You don't think adding an adjective can change your species, do you? Monkey in fancy clothes is still Monkey."

The masked woman glared at Si Ming and said, "I am a disciple of the Liu School, not a thief. People always tend to equate the Liu School with thieves, but there is no necessary connection between the two. It is undeniable that many scoundrels have emerged from the Liu School, but are all the people in your Mohist School good people and there are no bad people?"

Si Ming, "You've confused a matter of proportion. The proportion of bad people in the Mohist School is much lower than the proportion of scoundrels in the Liu School. Besides, instead of trying to sever ties and cut off this cancer, your Liu School has chosen to collude with each other and help each other. Don't blame us for pinning all the mistakes made by thieves on your heads."

The masked woman retorted angrily, "Who said we're in cahoots? I've already handed those two disgraceful thieves over to the train police. If you were only going to fight thieves, I wouldn't bother with this matter. But you shouldn't have dragged the Liu School into this. True members of the Liu School also despise such scoundrels. They've completely abandoned their beliefs and principles in pursuit of personal gain and have long been expelled from the family."

Upon hearing this, Si Ming simply smiled. It was as if he were saying that only those who eat vegetarian food, chant Buddhist scriptures, and have compassionate hearts are true monks, while those who swindle money from people and are full of grease are fake monks.

By denying the bad aspects and retaining only the good ones, one becomes pure, kind, and innocent.

Even Confucian School wouldn't utter such shameless words.

Kongzi said, "Without Guan Zhong, we would be wearing our hair loose and our clothes fastened on the left." By this standard, those who shaved their heads and changed their clothes were all barbarians who did not know etiquette.

However, there was a group of scholars who called themselves Confucian School disciples. While bowing to the statue of Kongzi and chanting "Without Guan Zhong, we would be wearing our hair loose and our robes fastened on the left," they shaved their heads, changed their clothes, and knelt and kowtowed three times and nine times to the Hu people, shouting "Long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King!"

Even with such shameless individuals, Confucian School did not expel them, but instead condemned them as unfilial descendants and reluctantly accepted their fate.