"Let go of me! What gives you the right to arrest me? Even if I really did something wrong, the government should handle it. What right does the military have to interfere?"
Zhao Chang struggled desperately as he shouted.
He couldn't understand how he'd attracted the military's attention.
But no matter how hard he fought back, it was useless. His wrists and ankles were soon locked in smart handcuffs, and he was escorted into a military vehicle.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, Lu Feng was just as bewildered.
He also couldn't understand why the Jinzhou Military had shown up at just the right moment—and even saved him in the process.
He'd only just been cursing Zhao Chang and wishing him retribution. He hadn't expected it to come so quickly.
"Are you all right?" Gao Zhan asked, coming up beside him.
Lu Feng shook his head.
"Come on, I'll take you home."
Gao Zhan got into Zhao Chang's Black Sedan and drove Lu Feng back to Xiangyang Residential Area.
Back at home, Lu Feng lay gloomily on his bed.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened his Communicator and found He Qing's number.
He'd meant to start a video call, but since it was already late at night, he ultimately just sent a message:
"Teacher..."
He'd assumed He Qing was already asleep, but a reply came soon:
"Why are you still up so late?"
"Tonight I ran into Zhao Chang, and only then found out that you... lost your job because of me."
He Qing hadn't expected Lu Feng to have already heard about it. After a moment of silence, he replied:
"You're my student. I had a responsibility to look out for you. It's just that I wasn't capable enough to help you keep your Martial University spot."
Reading the message, Lu Feng felt even worse.
In this world, apart from his family, Teacher He was one of the few people who genuinely cared about him.
"I'm sorry. I got you into trouble!"
"Don't say that. If anyone's to blame, it's this world. Those people sitting high above us never care about ordinary people like us. Anyway, enough of that. How have you been lately? What have you been doing these past two months since graduation?"
"I'm doing all right. I'm working at a club now."
"That's good. You're still young. I believe that gold will shine wherever it is. Even if you can't get into Martial University, you'll still go far in life."
"What about you, Teacher? What are you planning to do now?"
"Me?"
He Qing paused. "Honestly, losing this job has actually been a relief. I plan to use the savings I've built up over the years to go Interstellar Traveling and see the world beyond. When the money's almost gone, I'll find another job. Don't worry. I'm a Three Realm Martial Artist, after all. I won't go hungry wherever I am."
"That sounds nice."
To be honest, Lu Feng envied a life that free.
Perhaps one day, he'd be able to take his family to see other planets, too.
Time passed peacefully.
After the military took Zhao Chang away, he wasn't even given a chance to defend himself, let alone ask the Zheng Family to bail him out.
In addition to stripping Lu Feng of his Martial University spot, Zhao Chang was found to have accepted bribes, spied on female teachers, threatened students, and even assaulted multiple female students.
The military investigated every one of his crimes thoroughly. In the end, he was 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 had actually come from winning at the Beast Fighting Arena.
"That kid sure knows how to make use of his Special Ability," Xie An couldn't help thinking with amusement.
But the matter wasn't over yet.
After Zhao Chang went to prison, his family ran around trying to get him released.
But when the military handled a case, even Zhao Chang's wife couldn't get help from the Zheng Family.
Later, during a prison visit, Zhao Chang told his wife that his downfall was all because of a student who'd only just graduated. He insisted that she find a way to avenge him.
Zhao Chang's wife didn't dare seek revenge herself, so she told the Zheng Family about it.
The head of the Zheng Family, Zheng Henian, the Vice City Lord of Jinzhou, couldn't be bothered to deal with it.
A Martial High School principal who was already in prison was of no use to the Zheng Family. Besides, the case involved the military, and interfering rashly could affect the family.
But the matter reached Zheng Tong's ears, and he didn't see things the way his grandfather did.
How had Lu Feng, his classmate from an ordinary working family, managed to send Zhao Chang to prison? Zheng Tong was very curious.
Back when Zheng Tong had taken Lu Feng's Martial University spot, Lu Feng hadn't dared utter a word. And now he had the ability to send Zhao Chang to prison?
August 18, the day of Lu Mingxue's surgery, had arrived.
His mother, Li Qinglan, stayed by her side throughout. His father, Lu Dahai, and his older brother, Lu Feng, also took time off to come to the hospital on the day of the operation.
The surgery lasted more than seven hours and was completed successfully. At last, the family could breathe easy.
Next, Lu Mingxue would need to stay in the hospital for observation for a while. If no other problems arose, she'd be able to go home.
Then, after about three to six months of recuperation at home, her legs would recover and be just like anyone else's.
At five in the afternoon the next day, after finishing work at the club, Lu Feng didn't go to the Cultivation Room. Instead, he took a taxi straight to the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena.
Ever since he'd publicly tested his cultivation at the Cultivation Room, he hadn't trained with everyone else again.
Every time he went, people gathered around him, wanting him to test his strength once more.
So he'd simply stopped joining in.
Fortunately, Hong Kun had given him full access to the Cultivation Room, and he could go whenever he wanted—even during work hours.
So Lu Feng always went when everyone else was busy, completely avoiding group training times.
Over this period, his cultivation had broken through to the Iron Bone Realm Seventh Level.
Today, besides Absorbing Energy, he also wanted to win another sum of money at the Beast Fighting Arena.
In three days, his former homeroom teacher, He Qing, would be leaving Tianlan Star.
He'd already bought an Interstellar Ticket and planned to travel to other planets aboard an Interstellar Ship.
Before He Qing left, Lu Feng wanted to give him some money so his teacher could spend a few more years traveling.
But he knew He Qing would never readily accept money from a student.
He'd already come up with a plan that would let He Qing accept his gesture naturally.
After arriving at the Beast Fighting Arena, Lu Feng did as usual and bought a ticket for a seat far from the ring.
He found his seat and sat down. The match was about to begin.
The first match was still a contest between two Tier 2 Exotic Beasts.
After the Host briefly introduced the beasts, the betting began.
Without hesitation, Lu Feng picked "draw."
But this time, he didn't pay with his own account. Instead, he sent He Qing the payment QR code generated by the betting device.
The Beast Fighting Arena had a rule: it didn't record the audience's information. Spectators placed their bets through the betting device, and if they won, the prize money went directly into the account that had paid.
Lu Feng knew this well after visiting twice.
That was why he'd specifically asked He Qing to pay for this bet. Once the match was over, the winnings would go straight into his teacher's account.
After sending the QR code, Lu Feng immediately followed up with a message:
"Teacher He! This is urgent. Could you lend me a million?"
He Qing was at home browsing Interstellar Travel guides when the sudden request for a loan and the payment QR code left him dumbfounded.
"Teacher He, are you there? Please pay quickly. There's almost no time left."
It wasn't until Lu Feng sent a second message that He Qing finally snapped out of it.
He quickly replied: "What happened? Why do you need to borrow so much money?"
"There's no time to explain. Please pay it for me first. I'll pay you back soon."
There was less than a minute left to place the bet, and Lu Feng was frantic.
"If you don't explain, I can't pay it." He Qing was firm.
After all, a million was no small sum.
After sending the message, He Qing simply started a video call, wanting to get an explanation face-to-face.
But as soon as the call connected, Lu Feng hung up.
He was at the Beast Fighting Arena. He couldn't let He Qing see where he was, or his teacher would never pay the million.
Now, there were only thirty seconds left before betting closed.
With no other choice, Lu Feng quickly made up a reason He Qing couldn't refuse.
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