The villains really were the ones who worked harder and strove to improve!
Moving silently through the academy, Fu Qian soon arrived at the den of filth he had visited that day.
It didn't take him long to lock onto a familiar presence. Sure enough, it was also somewhere below.
Professor Ian really was working hard overtime!
Thanks to his low-key behavior along the way, there had been no alarmed reactions from the people around him. The academy was peaceful at night.
Recalling the route he had taken during the day, Fu Qian walked straight into the building.
"Sorry, only academy instructors are allowed downstairs—"
Fu Qian slapped the pompous-looking guard into the wall. Without pausing for even half a second, he crossed the boundary marked "No Visitors Beyond This Point."
One breath later, he stood before a large metal door.
"Who's there?"
A familiar voice came from inside. The commotion had clearly alerted the people within.
Unfortunately, the only response was the door being kicked off its hinges.
With that kick, the space beyond opened up before him.
It was the same familiar laboratory, except there weren't as many perverts inside this time. There was only one.
Looking at Ian, who was turning into a soft-bodied creature and wriggling back into his clothes, Fu Qian tried not to think about what he'd been doing just moments ago.
As expected, he'd cultivated his way through lechery. His cultivation was still far behind Brother Honma's, by the sound of it.
"So it's Professor Fu Qian."
Ian had quickly returned to human form and turned around. There was no sign of panic on his face.
"What brings you here so late?"
"You know me?"
"Of course. Your clash with Li Weixuan was quite imposing."
So that was it. Ian had always been