Upon hearing Shen Ling's rebuke, Zhang Chen gave her a cold look. "I belong to the Zhang Family, not the Shen Family. How can the Shen Family's old matriarch rebuke someone from the Zhang Family?"
Then he lowered his head to look at Zhang Gaoqiu, a trace of icy contempt in his eyes. "Zhang Gaoqiu, you... tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Zhang Chen seemed to want to speak but held back, wearing an expression that said, You spineless fool, all you know is how to throw tantrums. You'll never amount to anything. He put on the air of someone who could not be bothered to argue with trash, then walked into the academy with a broad smile.
"Zhang Chen!!!" Zhang Gaoqiu stared at Zhang Chen's departing back, his voice brimming with hatred. Unfortunately, Zhang Chen left without even turning his head.
Only after Zhang Chen had gone far away did Shen Ling say softly, "I don't think he did it. How could he possibly possess such methods? If he had such methods, why would he need to cling to the Shen Family?"
"My eldest uncle is no ordinary figure. Back in the capital, he nearly overturned the court. His methods run unfathomably deep. Who knows whether he left that boy some sinister trick?" Zhang Gaoqiu said, his tone shifting between light and dark.
Hearing Zhang Gaoqiu's words, Shen Ling looked at his furious face and decisively shut her mouth. Zhang Gaoqiu was burning with rage right now. She knew perfectly well what losing his Bloodline Power meant to him.
What he had lost was not merely his bloodline, but all of his status and standing.
"My Bloodline Power suddenly vanished in the classroom that day. It must have had something to do with someone in the academy. Zhang Chen and I have