Teacher He, Lend Me a Million!

"Let me go! What right do you have to arrest me? Even if I really committed a crime, the government should handle it—what gives the military the authority to interfere?"

Zhao Chang struggled desperately as he shouted.

He couldn't understand how he had drawn the attention of the Jinzhou Military.

But no matter how he resisted, it was futile. His hands and feet were soon locked in smart handcuffs, and he was shoved onto a military vehicle.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Lu Feng was also bewildered.

He too couldn't figure out why the Jinzhou Military had shown up just in time, and even saved him in the process.

He had just been cursing Zhao Chang to get his comeuppance, never expecting it to arrive so quickly.

"Are you alright?" Gao Zhan walked over and asked him.

Lu Feng shook his head.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

Gao Zhan got into Zhao Chang's black sedan and drove Lu Feng back to Xiangyang Residential Area.

Once home, Lu Feng lay gloomily on his bed.

After hesitating for a long time, he still opened his communicator and found He Qing's number.

He thought about making a video call, but considering it was already deep into the night, he ultimately just sent a message:

"Teacher..."

He assumed He Qing had already gone to sleep, but to his surprise, a reply came quickly:

"Still awake at this hour?"

"Tonight I ran into Zhao Chang, and I found out that because of my matter... you lost your job."

He Qing hadn't expected Lu Feng to already know about this. After a moment of silence, he replied:

"You're my student, I should take responsibility for you. It's just that your teacher's abilities are limited—I couldn't help you keep your spot at Martial University."

Reading this message, Lu Feng felt even worse.

In this world, besides his family, Teacher He was one of the few people who genuinely cared for him.

"I'm sorry, I dragged you into this!"

"Don't say that. If you want to blame someone, blame this world. Those who sit high above never care about ordinary people like us. Forget it, let's not talk about that. How have you been lately? What have you been doing these two months since graduation?"

"I'm doing okay. I'm working at a club now."

"That's good. You're still young. Your teacher believes that gold will shine eventually. Even if you can't go to Martial University, your future path will surely take you far."

"And you, Teacher? What plans do you have from now on?"

"Me?"

He Qing paused. "To be honest, losing this job actually feels liberating. I plan to use the savings I've built up over the years to go on an interstellar trip, see the world outside. When the money runs out, I'll find a new job. Don't worry—your teacher is at least a Three Realm Martial Artist. I won't starve anywhere."

"That sounds nice."

To be honest, Lu Feng envied such a free life.

Maybe someday, he could take his family and visit other planets too.

Time passed quietly like this.

After Zhao Chang was taken away by the military, he didn't even get a chance to defend himself, let alone ask the Zheng Family to bail him out.

Besides stripping Lu Feng of his Martial University spot, he was also found guilty of accepting bribes, spying on female teachers, threatening students, and even assaulting multiple female students.

These scandals were investigated thoroughly by the military, leaving nothing out, and he was ultimately sentenced to twenty years in prison.

During the interrogation, Xie An also learned from Zhao Chang that the tens of millions that had suddenly appeared in Lu Feng's account were actually won from the Beast Fighting Arena.

"This kid, he sure knows how to use his special ability." Xie An couldn't help but find it amusing.

But the matter wasn't completely settled.

After Zhao Chang was imprisoned, his family ran around trying to get him out.

But with the military handling the case, even Zhao Chang's wife begging the Zheng Family was useless.

Later, during a prison visit, Zhao Chang told his wife that he had ended up like this all because of a newly graduated student, and insisted she find a way to take revenge for him.

Zhao Chang's wife didn't dare to retaliate herself, so she could only pass this information to the Zheng Family.

The head of the Zheng Family, Jinzhou's Vice City Lord Zheng Henian, couldn't be bothered to care.

A Martial High School principal who was already in prison held no value to the Zheng Family anymore. Besides, the case involved the military—rashly interfering might even implicate the Zheng Family.

But this news reached Zheng Tong's ears, and his thoughts differed from his grandfather's.

Lu Feng—that classmate from an ordinary working-class family—how had he managed to send Zhao Chang to prison? Zheng Tong was very curious about this.

Back when he had taken Lu Feng's Martial University spot, the guy hadn't even dared to let out a fart. Now he had the ability to put Zhao Chang behind bars?

On August 18th, the day of Lu Mingxue's surgery arrived.

Her mother Li Qinglan accompanied her throughout, and her father Lu Dahai and older brother Lu Feng also took leave to rush to the hospital that day.

The surgery lasted over seven hours and was ultimately completed successfully, finally putting the family's minds at ease.

Next, she would need to be hospitalized for observation for a while; if no other issues arose, she could be discharged.

Then, after three months to half a year of recuperation at home, Lu Mingxue's legs would recover to be as good as a normal person's.

At five o'clock the next afternoon, after finishing his shift at the club, Lu Feng didn't head to the cultivation room but instead took a taxi directly to the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena.

Ever since he had publicly tested his cultivation level in the cultivation room last time, he hadn't trained with the others again.

Because every time he went, someone would always crowd around, wanting him to test his strength one more time.

He simply stopped joining that commotion.

Fortunately, Hong Kun had already given him full access to the cultivation room, allowing him to go anytime, even during work hours.

So Lu Feng always went when others were busy, completely avoiding the group training times.

During this period, his cultivation had broken through to the Iron Bone Realm Seventh Level.

And today, besides absorbing energy at the beast fighting arena, Lu Feng also wanted to win some more money.

In three more days, the class teacher He Qing would be leaving Tianlan Star.

He had already purchased an interstellar ticket, preparing to travel to other planets by interstellar ship.

Before He Qing left, Lu Feng wanted to give him a sum of money, so that his teacher could spend a few more years traveling abroad.

But he knew well that He Qing would never easily accept money from a student.

For this, he had already thought of a way to let He Qing naturally accept this gesture.

Arriving at the beast fighting arena, Lu Feng bought a regular outer seat ticket as usual.

Entering the venue and finding his seat, the match was about to begin.

The first match was still a duel between two Tier 2 Exotic Beasts.

After the host briefly introduced the beast information, the betting phase quickly began.

Lu Feng unhesitatingly chose "Draw."

But this time, he didn't pay with his own account; instead, he sent the payment QR code generated on the betting device to He Qing.

The arena had a rule: it didn't record spectator information; spectators placed bets through the betting device, and if they won, the prize money would be directly transferred to the payment account.

Having been there twice, Lu Feng was well aware of this.

So he deliberately had He Qing pay this sum, and when the match ended, the winnings would go directly into the other's account.

After sending the QR code, Lu Feng immediately followed up with a message:

"Teacher He! It's urgent, please lend me a million."

He Qing, who was browsing interstellar travel guides at home, was startled by the sudden loan request and payment QR code.

"Teacher He, are you there? Please pay quickly, time is running out."

It wasn't until Lu Feng's second message arrived that He Qing snapped back to his senses.

He quickly replied: "What happened? Why do you need to borrow so much money?"

"No time to explain, please help me pay first, I'll return it to you soon."

With less than a minute left for betting, Lu Feng was burning with anxiety.

"If you don't explain clearly, I can't pay this money." He Qing's attitude was firm.

After all, a million was no small sum.

After sending the message, He Qing even dialed a video call, wanting to ask face to face.

But as soon as it connected, Lu Feng hung up directly.

He was currently in the beast fighting arena and definitely couldn't be seen by the other, or else He Qing would never pay that million.

At this moment, there were only thirty seconds left until the betting deadline.

With no other choice, Lu Feng quickly fabricated a reason the other couldn't refuse.

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