A Tiger's Butt Must Not Be Touched, a Teacher's Secrets Must Not Be Heard

It seems... I really am a tiny bit tempted!

Su Qingyue's eyebrows furrowed, looking troubled.

Seeing Su Qingyue's conflicted expression, Chen Fan knew that the matter had been settled.

He grinned, revealing a set of small, white teeth, looking like a little devil.

The two exchanged a furtive glance and instantly reached an agreement.

They hit it off immediately!

However, there was a small problem before we could take action.

Chen Fan's gaze fell on Shen Xuan, who was still sleeping like a log, being supported by Mental Power.

Without hesitation, he pointed to a clump of dense bushes by the roadside.

Su Qingyue understood immediately.

Her exquisite face remained completely expressionless; with a gentle wave of her hand, she dispelled the soft Mental Power.

"Bang!"

A dull thud as it landed.

Shen Xuan was tossed into the bushes like a tattered sack, without even changing his position.

Having done all this, the two, like accomplices who had accomplished something extraordinary, exchanged another glance, each seeing a tacit understanding in the other's eyes.

Su Qingyue took a deep breath and held her breath.

She carefully separated a wisp of her Mental Power, almost nonexistent, and silently probed towards the tightly closed door of the Jingxin Hall in the distance, following the path she had come from.

Chen Fan rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.

It's done!

The Mental Power successfully approached the crack in the door without triggering any restrictions.

The next second, a woman's voice, filled with suppressed resentment and grievance, and even with a barely perceptible tremor, intermittently entered their minds.

"These past ten years... where... where have you been...?"

Now!

Chen Fan and Su Qingyue's eyes lit up simultaneously, like two-thousand-watt searchlights.

Just as they were preparing to focus their efforts on digging deeper into the details of this shocking revelation...

A sudden change has occurred!

That extremely faint Mental Power seemed to have touched a volcano that was instantly ignited!

Jingxin Hall, a surge of intense, furious, and violent mental will erupted!

"Roll!!"

A furious roar that seemed to explode directly into their souls left Chen Fan and Su Qingyue's minds blank for a moment.

Immediately following, a terrifying Mental Power shockwave, ignoring spatial distance, precisely locked onto the two guilty little guys from hundreds of meters away and blasted them fiercely!

Boom!!

Chen Fan felt as if his buttocks had been hit by a heavy truck traveling at full speed, and he was thrown into the air uncontrollably.

Su Qingyue, who was beside him, didn't fare much better. The icy chief let out a short cry of surprise and was also thrown away by the force.

The two drew two graceful parabolas in the air before finally crashing heavily onto the tree-lined path a dozen meters away with two thuds.

Meanwhile, in that innocent patch of grass, Shen Xuan, who had been tumbled twice by the aftershocks of the shockwave, smacked his lips, shifted to a more comfortable position, and remained fast asleep.

"Hiss..."

Chen Fan got up from the ground, covered in dust and dirt, feeling like his buttocks were about to be split in eight pieces.

Chen Fan rubbed his sore bottom, wincing in pain.

"Is your teacher going through menopause?!"

He rubbed his lower back and looked at Su Qingyue, who was not far away, also in a disheveled state, slowly getting up by supporting herself on the ground.

For the first time, the icy girl's face showed bewilderment, shock, and a hint of lingering fear from surviving a close call.

The two looked at each other, and remained silent for a moment.

Chen Fan gasped, only one thought remaining in his mind.

The teacher's gossip... it's definitely not something you should hear!

He rubbed his lower back and looked at Su Qingyue, who was not far away, also in a disheveled state, slowly getting up by supporting herself on the ground.

Under the moonlight, the iceberg-like chief's school uniform was covered in dust, and his usually meticulously combed long hair was disheveled, adding a touch of everyday life to his appearance.

The two looked into each other's eyes and saw a bitter smile and a sense of relief in each other's eyes.

"Your teacher... went way too far," Chen Fan couldn't help but complain. "He was aiming to cripple him."

Su Qingyue straightened up, patted the dust off her clothes, and a trace of lingering fear remained on her usually cool face.

"The teacher used less than ten percent of her strength," she said, a hint of lingering fear in her voice. "And she didn't intend to kill us. Otherwise, we would all be Divine Soul by now."

Chen Fan gasped.

Less than 10% of the strength?

Is this the terror of a top-tier Psychic Master?

Even from hundreds of meters away, the aftershock of a mental shock nearly killed him on the spot.

The two were silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something at the same time, and their eyes turned to the innocent bushes by the roadside.

There's still someone left there.

Chen Fan sighed and walked over, with Su Qingyue following behind.

The two of them worked together, dragging Shen Xuan, who was still smacking his lips in his sleep, out of the bushes like a sack of potatoes.

"The guest rooms are in Yichou Courtyard behind the Qingxin Hall. Please make yourselves at home."

Su Qingyue pointed in a direction.

After saying that, she turned to leave, but stopped after taking two steps, looked back at Chen Fan, and a very complicated expression flashed in her eyes.

Chen Fan grinned.

Su Qingyue gave a barely perceptible hum, then disappeared into the night without lingering.

Chen Fan dragged Shen Xuan back to the top-tier room they had been assigned, threw him onto the bed, and then ignored him.

He sat down cross-legged, but did not rest immediately. Instead, he began to guide the domineering Star Power within his body and slowly refine the alien energy that had invaded his Divine Soul.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the window, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

After a night of cultivation, he not only fully recovered from his injuries, but he also felt that his mental will had been refined and made more resilient.

Just then, the communicator on my wrist vibrated slightly. It was a text message from Gu Ci, the content of which was concise and to the point.

"Meet at the school gate."

Chen Fan got up, feeling refreshed. He glanced at the bed, where the Jiangbei Prodigies was curled up in the corner, hugging his knees, his body trembling slightly, and muttering in his sleep.

"Don't come any closer... there are so many people... help..."

Chen Fan twitched the corner of his mouth.

This psychological trauma seems to be quite severe.

He walked over and, without any hesitation, lifted Shen Xuan off the bed.

"Wake up! Let's go!"

Shen Xuan jolted awake, only to breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing Chen Fan. He then rubbed his aching head with a bewildered expression.

"Brother Chen Fan... how... how did we get back yesterday?"

Chen Fan remained unfazed, spouting nonsense with a straight face. "You forgot? You were so overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of your female classmates that you fainted on the spot. It took us a lot of effort to carry you out of the crowd."

"Is... is that so?"

Shen Xuan blushed, clearly believing him.

With dark circles under his eyes, he followed behind Chen Fan with lingering fear, glancing left and right the whole way, afraid that another group of enthusiastic female students might suddenly appear from somewhere.