The Notification Letter Finally Arrived

Chapter 32: The Notification Letter Finally Arrives

Zhao Rui put the bottle back where it belonged and continued searching the room.

In just a few minutes, he had a substantial haul: over fifty thousand yuan in cash, a rather ancient-looking fine steel dagger, and a scabbard carved with intricate dragon patterns.

Besides these two items, there were also several condoms, two bottles of aphrodisiacs, and a set of female... electric toys.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Rui couldn't help but curse inwardly. The more flippant and irresponsible a man was, the more women he seemed to attract.

What a load of crap!

After searching and not finding the Qi Guiding Pill he was looking for, Zhao Rui didn't linger any longer and turned to leave the room.

He leaped onto the roof and, with a few more bounds, was gone from the area.

The moonlight poured down like liquid mercury, flowing slowly through the clouds, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, scattering its glow upon the mortal world.

In a desolate alley, a few rough-looking men, each with a young girl in their arms, staggered inward, their breaths reeking of alcohol.

"Brother Tiger, you can really give my brother Martial Way talent?"

A girl with average looks and exaggerated makeup, nestled in the arms of the broad-nosed youth walking at the front, looked at him with anticipation.

"Absolutely! When has Brother Tiger ever lied?"

The broad-nosed youth didn't answer, but one of his lackeys chimed in for him.

"As long as you become our sister-in-law, let alone giving your brother Martial Way talent, he could walk sideways in school and no one would dare to say a word."

Hearing this, the other lackeys burst into laughter, echoing their agreement. While laughing, they didn't forget to grope their female companions.

Some girls seemed to relish it, responding with sweet laughter, while others frowned, their faces filled with fear.

The group continued their boisterous talk, their laughter provoking incessant barking from the surrounding dogs.

Soon, they arrived at a small courtyard house facing the street and stumbled inside.

Not seven or eight minutes later, sounds of women begging for mercy, shouts, and the disdainful curses and kicks of men could be heard from within.

"Brother, please let me go, Brother, my parents are waiting for me at home!"

"Brother, don't hit me, Brother, I beg you!"

"Damn it, what are you pretending to be pure for? Are you still a virgin? Then I definitely can't let you go."

Seemingly because of the girl's resistance, the broad-nosed man felt he was losing face in front of his subordinates and began to kick and punch the girl.

"What about you guys? Don't tell me you're all virgins? What a surprise."

The broad-nosed youth's words sent the other men in the room into roaring laughter. They began to grope and tease the women around them.

Several girls trembled in fear, curling up on their seats, not daring to move.

Even those who were usually promiscuous dared not show it now; any spark of defiance would lead to more than just a round or two of trouble.

Anyway, Brother Tiger was beating the girl on the ground, so they didn't need to stand out!

"Why don't you ask around? Who dares to defy Brother Tiger in this area?"

The broad-nosed youth arrogantly leaned down and, towards the bruised and battered girl, extended an arm covered in tattoos, reaching for her full, burgeoning chest.

Just then, several whistling sounds, like bullets piercing the air, shot in from outside the room.

Before the young men could react, their acupoints were struck by pebbles, rendering them immobile like dead wood.

Brother Tiger possessed some martial skill. Although he heard the sound and attempted to dodge, he only managed to move slightly before being hit by a second pebble.

He let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground. The others were immobilized, but he was struck directly in the calf by the pebble, leaving a large wound that oozed fresh blood.

At the same time, the light bulb inside the room was shattered by a pebble, plunging the entire room into darkness.

"Which esteemed elder is this? Is there some misunderstanding? Spare me, spare me!"

Brother Tiger, ignoring the pain of his wound, crawled desperately towards the back of the tea table. He believed he had always been "cautious and meticulous" and never provoked anyone involved in the Martial Way. How could a master be looking for trouble with him?

Before his words had even finished, a figure descended from the outer courtyard wall like a wisp of cloud, landing at the doorway.

Under the moonlight, the figure was tall and straight, like a pine standing firm. Beneath a pair of sword-like eyebrows, his eyes glinted with cold light.

"Where is the Qi Guiding Pill?"

"Qi Guiding Pill? G-Great elder, you're a Martial Artist, what do you need that for? It, it didn't work."

Brother Tiger wasn't stupid. Seeing that the other party directly asked about the Qi Guiding Pill, he knew it must be useful. If it was used on someone close to him and something went wrong...

"Since you know it didn't work, you still sold it? Are you looking to die!"

The masked face of the dark figure made it impossible to discern his features, but his furrowed brow clearly indicated he was not in a good mood.

"Great elder, it wasn't me who sold it, it was all... Ah!"

Before Brother Tiger could finish speaking, the dark figure had already placed his foot on his calf wound.

Instantly, the man who had been arrogant and overbearing moments before let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"I'll get it, I'll get it!"

The wise know when to yield. Brother Hu no longer dared to be stubborn and hobbled into the bedroom.

Before long, he retrieved a bottle of Qi Guiding Pills from a secret compartment, along with fifty thousand in cash from the cabinet, not a cent less.

"Big brother, this is all I have. Big brother, spare me this once, I'll never dare again. I really don't know how I offended you, you are a magnanimous person..."

Seeing the previously arrogant Brother Hu now terrified, the few "spiritually awakened" young women quickly huddled in the corner, shrinking into a ball, not daring to make a sound.

The shadowy figure glanced at the money and couldn't help but swallow. Indeed, the quickest way to make money was through robbery...

Ahem, upholding justice!

He didn't respond to the broad-nosed youth's words, but instead reached directly for the medicine bottle.

Just as his hand touched the bottle, less than a foot away from Brother Hu, a cold gleam suddenly appeared from Brother Hu's hand, stabbing directly at the shadowy figure.

Brother Hu, who had been terrified and pleading moments before, suddenly revealed a fierce look on his face.

"Die for me!"

Brother Hu was, after all, a Level 3 Martial Artist. At such close range and with the element of surprise, even a Martial Artist two levels higher would fall victim if caught off guard.

His dagger could slice through iron and was a treasured blade he had always kept. Now, thrust out suddenly, forget about hard qigong, even a block of iron would be pierced through.

"Ah, spare me!"

Just as he was feeling smug, confident he would hit his mark, he saw his own wrist sink as if into mud. After stabbing only half an inch, it could no longer advance.

At the same time, his eyes reflected the other party's cold, murderous gaze.

Unfortunately, before he could utter another plea for mercy, his vision went black, and he plunged into endless darkness.

Looking at Brother Hu, who had collapsed on the ground, the shadowy figure silently picked up the dagger, along with the bag of money and the Qi Guiding Pills.

After taking his loot, he didn't even glance at the "spiritually awakened" young women huddled in the corner or the stunned thugs, and walked straight out of the courtyard, disappearing into the vast night.

"Everyone, run! Let's not talk about what happened today."

A long while after the shadowy figure left, the few "spiritually awakened" young women exchanged glances and, gathering their courage, rushed out of the courtyard.

At the same time, several streets away on a bustling street, Zhao Rui, dressed in blue and white shorts and a t-shirt, was leisurely cycling home with a backpack.

He wouldn't kill directly, of course, but that didn't stop him from using some meridian-blocking techniques to turn Brother Hu into a vegetable.

This kind of scum used some delinquent students to lure junior and high school students who were eager to practice martial arts into buying his Qi Guiding Pills at exorbitant prices.

Not only did he cheat them out of their money, but he also let these students fend for themselves.

It was fortunate that Zhao Ke intervened in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The court did not prohibit Qi Guiding Pills, as their purpose was clear and users took them willingly.

However, they also did not allow them to circulate freely on the market.

And Brother Hu's Qi Guiding Pills were clearly of lower quality and more harmful than the Qi Guiding agents developed by the court.

"Pity my strength is insufficient!"

Zhao Rui shook his head inwardly. It was a shame he wasn't a Grandmaster and didn't have the ability to trace the source.

His bicycle sped along the roadside and soon he was back home.

"I heard many schools have sent out their admission notices. Why haven't you received yours yet?"

As soon as he entered the house, Xue Wenhui, seeing him return, asked anxiously.

"Dongqi University is always late. It should be soon."

Zhao Rui placed his backpack in his bedroom, then walked to the coffee table in the living room, picked up a peach, and took a bite.

Mmm, the taste was far inferior to the one at Tian Yaru's house.

As expected, you get what you pay for.

"It's almost mid-August, and if the notice doesn't arrive, how can we host a party!"

Xue Wenhui couldn't help but complain.

"Mom, if I don't get in, then we won't have to host a party!"

Zhao Rui chuckled.

"You naughty child, what nonsense are you saying!"

Xue Wenhui raised her hand and playfully swatted at Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui dodged with a smile and said, "Don't worry, it won't be far off."

The mother and son chatted in the living room for a while before Zhao Rui returned to his bedroom and opened his backpack.

Inside lay a set of black clothes, along with several stacks of bright red banknotes, which were particularly striking.

A whole summer's hard work was less rewarding than one act of punishing evil and promoting good.

What a world!

It's no wonder this world coexists with order and chaos, and civilization shines alongside brute force.

Who, possessing such powerful martial force, would willingly spend their life as a beast of burden, doing manual labor?

Without granting Martial Artists a special class, compromise would surely be impossible.

This is also why so many students are determined to become Martial Artists and join this circle.

Zhao Rui put the money into an opaque plastic bag, and along with the dagger, stuffed it into the bottom of his bookshelf.

After hiding it, he tidied himself up and went to bed to meditate and rest.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Zhao Rui went to tutor Tian Yaru as usual.

Upon seeing him, the young girl immediately asked curiously, "How did that get handled?"

Zhao Rui reached out and flicked her forehead, saying irritably, "I'm not an assassin, what needed handling?"

"Huh?"

"What 'huh'?! Hurry up and study. Today we're learning Chapter Ten of second-year high school math..."

Zhao Rui put on a stern face, picked up the textbook, and began explaining the new semester's curriculum to her.

Meanwhile!

In an alley near No. 1 High School in Lincheng, Brother Cannon nervously approached the entrance of a courtyard and peeked inside.

Several gaudily dressed followers trailed behind him.

"Brother Hu!"

"Brother Hu?"

Brother Cannon called out twice. Seeing no response, he boldly walked inside.

"Where is everyone? Why isn't anyone here?"

Brother Cannon looked around the empty courtyard with slight surprise. Just as he was about to call out again, he saw Brother Hu emerge from the house.

"Brother Hu, you're here!"

Brother Cannon quickly put on a fawning smile and sidled over.

Before he could get close, he heard a "hehehe" laugh coming from Brother Hu's direction.

He looked up in surprise and saw Brother Hu staring at him with a vacant expression, drool trickling down his chin, looking utterly pathetic.

There was also a wound on his right leg from being struck by a hard object, the dried blood around it long since crusted over.

Brother Cannon immediately fell to the ground in shock. The underlings behind him rushed forward to help him up.

Then the group turned and fled.

After running dozens of meters, Brother Cannon suddenly came to his senses and frowned, "Where are the others?"

His eyes darted around, and he waved his hand, "Let's go back and take another look!"

With that, he led his men back to the small courtyard.

"Brother Hu, it's me, Paozi. What happened to you?"

Brother Cannon cautiously approached, narrowing his eyes as he asked.

Brother Hu was currently incoherent and didn't recognize any Paozi or Chezi.

He just kept chuckling foolishly.

Brother Cannon's eyes immediately lit up with greed. He winked at his underlings, then quietly bypassed the dazed Brother Hu and walked into the house.

As soon as they stepped over the threshold, Brother Cannon and his men were dumbfounded. The room had already been ransacked, with things tossed everywhere in disarray.

"Damn, too late!"

Brother Cannon wasn't giving up. He circled the room twice, but found nothing except two boxes of condoms.

"Let's go!"

Brother Cannon waved his hand and, with his underlings, quickly fled the courtyard.

After they had run about a mile or two, Brother Cannon called his underlings over and said, "Brother Hu probably provoked someone. We need to be careful from now on. Don't contact anyone about the Qi Guiding Pills anymore. I'm afraid this is why!"

Although Brother Cannon wasn't a good student, he wasn't stupid. The only trouble he could get into by associating with Brother Hu was related to the Qi Guiding Pills.

As for other fights, brawls, or turf wars, they were irrelevant to him as a student gang leader.

"Yes, boss!"

After giving his orders, Brother Cannon calmed his trembling heart and led his men to the billiard hall.

The madness of a small-time hoodlum stirred no ripples in this world; even the Patrol Officers couldn't be bothered to investigate.

Time flew by, and another week passed.

Zhao Rui's admission letter finally arrived, just as mid-August was drawing to a close.

Zhao Jincheng and his wife were so excited by the four characters "Dongqi University" written in gilded script on the admission letter that they almost shed tears.

Even Zhao Ke, who usually didn't say much, congratulated his older brother for once: "Congratulations!"

This was one of the top universities in Dongqi Province, and graduates from this school would have an easier time whether they were looking for a job or taking civil service exams.

What's more, Zhao Rui was a Martial Arts Student!

"Huh? This major?"

Just as everyone was overjoyed, Zhao Jincheng suddenly noticed the major listed on the admission letter. It read: "Accounting!"