"If there are no Heavenly Treasures capable of completely healing his bones, this disability will follow him through the rest of his life, until death."
"This poor senior might never know, even until the day he died, that this was a gift from the 'Esteemed Teacher' he trusted most."
"As for the reason, you should know it better than I do. The reason this old injury developed into a disability was that, in every class for the past six years, you forced this senior to run himself to the limit—running without pause, running with everything he had, running as if his life depended on it."
"You do understand that too much is as bad as too little, don't you?"
At that point, Qian Chaoguang raised his head to look at Zhou Yi, who was seething with rage, and suddenly smiled.
He waved the thick stack of documents in his hand.
"Perhaps you've already forgotten who this Senior Wang is, but that's all right. I've also collected the medical records of many, many students you taught before. Let's go through them one by one."
"Sun Xiaolei..."
"Zhang Wanli..."
"Yang Mo..."
Every time Qian Chaoguang read out a name, Zhou Yi's face darkened another shade.
This list contained not only graduates from both the Outer Academy and the inner academy, but also many students who were still at the academy.
Beginning on the third day after school started, Qian Chaoguang had set aside a great deal of time to examine medical records in the infirmary and visit students who had once studied under Zhou Yi.
These were suspicions the senior who had been waiting for a chance to take revenge had reached after five whole years of investigation. He simply lacked the authority to access the medical records, and it was not