"Teacher, you're teaching Lai Ya and me combat arts. Do you have some other purpose?"
That afternoon, while Le Yu was teaching Shi Wen and Lai Ya combat arts, Shi Wen suddenly asked furtively, "Did you forget who shamelessly begged to learn combat arts from you?"
"But you're the 'Silver Blood Crimson Fox,' Qin Leyin, and a follower of Shuiyun Palace. How could you agree just for that reason?" Shi Wen said confidently. "Don't worry. We were prepared from the start for you to use us. Just say it outright—we won't mind."
Le Yu's face darkened. The title "Silver Blood Crimson Fox" had appeared after his second class, when he taught about "First Wonder of Silver Blood," Jing Qingfu. The students had given that dead man the resounding nickname "Silver Blood Green Snake."
Since Jing Qingfu had a title, and their own teacher had once been an all-powerful figure in the Silver Blood Society, it would seem wrong for him not to have his own legendary title, right? Besides, Le Yu had no room to refute it. Given Qin Leyin's experiences, appearance, and hair color, "Silver Blood Crimson Fox" was practically tailor-made for him.
Le Yu strongly suspected that if people still remembered the "Eight Wonders of Silver Blood" decades later, those titles coined by the Imperial Academy students would become their historical images. Jing Qingfu was actually quite dignified-looking. After all, the century-old Jing Family had married beautiful men and women generation after generation for genetic improvement, so their descendants could hardly be ugly. Even when Jing Qingfu was over fifty and ravaged by tobacco poisoning, he had still looked like a rather handsome, slender middle-aged man, somewhat resembling that emperor specialist from television dramas.
After all, rich villains generally didn't look like villains.
But once the title "Silver