Princess Consort, the Headmaster, and the Princess's Support

Chu Qing stayed with the Princess Consort for three days and three nights.

King Shiyu gritted his teeth and held back tears as he sealed off all news for three days.

He feared that outsiders would learn Chu Qing had met with the Princess Consort.

Over those three days and nights:

Chu Qing mastered all one hundred-odd secret teachings the Princess Consort had given him.

Only then:

Did the Princess Consort let him leave.

Before he left, the Princess Consort said, "Go back first!"

"I'll head to the Martial Academy afterward, find your headmaster, and have him support your trip to the Imperial Capital."

Chu Qing smiled. "Princess Consort, the headmaster has already agreed to support me."

The Princess Consort was stunned.

Though the mysterious headmaster came from an ordinary background,

she had once been considered an Imperial Capital native.

In the Imperial Capital, she had mixed with scions of top aristocratic families and served as their lackey.

Now that she had come to the provincial city, she had always held herself above everyone else.

When the Princess Consort had first arrived in the provincial city, King Shiyu had begged her to join forces with the headmaster and send that dead fool to the Imperial Capital Martial Academy.

For various reasons, she had agreed then.

But the headmaster had refused.

King Shiyu had been so furious that he jumped about and cursed.

Later, King Shiyu even sent people to frighten the headmaster, only for the headmaster to kill them all.

She had never expected that stubborn headmaster to voluntarily help Chu Qing.

The Princess Consort's gaze at Chu Qing grew even more complicated.

"You... have some skill."

Chu Qing was bewildered.

What skill did he have?

"Princess Consort, wasn't I merely advancing a little faster in cultivation and cutting down