Huo Yuhao's eyes widened round after hearing this.
He had never expected the gentle and refined Senior to be so ruthless when carrying out missions, without the slightest trace of pity.
This... this was simply amazing!
If he could be as ruthless as Senior Chaoyun, Mother would not have frozen to death in the Duke Mansion, nor would she have been bullied by the Duchess.
Only by being ruthless could one stand firm.
At the side, Tang Ya hurriedly cautioned him, "Little Yuhao, don't learn from him. Qian Chaoyun is known in the Inner Court as the Evil Soul Master Slaughter Machine. The Inner Court Seniors all say that he is righteous to an extreme. When carrying out missions, if anyone dares stop him from killing Evil Spirit Masters, he will even attack his companions."
"The only ones who can stop him are the Inner Court's eldest senior sister and himself. Anyone else who tries is courting death. That guy really will draw his sword and chop people up."
Huo Yuhao obediently nodded. "Teacher Xiaoya, I understand."
Beibei was somewhat concerned as well and reminded him, "Actually, this is a good thing. Yuhao, learn a little from him. If someone bullies you, bully them back. Only then will others know you aren't easy to push around."
"Thank you, senior brother. Thank you, Teacher Xiaoya. I understand." Huo Yuhao clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination.
After that, Beibei and Tang Ya took him to the dormitory. Once they had explained everything, they left.
Huo Yuhao lay on his bed, staring up at the sky.
After hearing Qian Chaoyun's story, something stirred faintly in his heart, along with a trace of longing.
It was not until Wang Dong came to provoke him that Huo Yuhao recalled the Senior's story and gave Wang Dong a harsh lesson.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed since the new students began school.
All the Outer Court Students had begun their studies, and Qian Chaoyun had also spent several days in Freshman Class 5.
He found it terribly boring, since it was all useless theoretical knowledge.
Qian Chaoyun believed the Outer Court's classes were of little use, yet he did not miss a single lesson and continued following his usual routine.
That day, Qian Chaoyun arrived at the classroom as usual. He casually glanced at Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu in the corner, then lowered his head and went to sleep.
"Hua Bin, this person is so mysterious. Not only does he ignore us, even the substitute teachers have to speak to him politely."
Zhu Lu was deeply displeased at being ignored by a strange man.
She immediately began complaining to Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin gave a disdainful snort and said lightly, "I heard about it from Elder Brother. A second-generation heir from some great family has come to our Outer Court. It must be him. He's all secretive, loves putting on airs, and doesn't like talking to anyone."
"But no matter how impressive he is, he can't compare to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. In the Star Luo Empire, if I want to deal with him, I can do it easily."
As he spoke, Dai Huabin did not forget to sweep back his handsome golden hair, putting on the air of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion's second Young Master.
Zhu Lu immediately liked the aura Dai Huabin carried even more.
Before long, the homeroom teacher came to teach. She glanced at Qian Chaoyun, who had his head down and was sleeping, then said, "Today is practical training. Everyone, go to the field and run eight laps carrying fifty jin."
With that, the homeroom teacher prepared to lead everyone out of the classroom.
Pointing at the sleeping Qian Chaoyun, Dai Huabin said unhappily, "Teacher, why does everyone have to attend class while Qian Chaoyun has never taken a single practical training class? You're giving him special treatment."
Zhu Lu echoed him, "Exactly, exactly. Teacher, you're being far too biased."
The two of them had witnessed the Teacher's favoritism for several days. Whenever there was practical training, she never called on Qian Chaoyun.
While everyone else was exhausted like dogs, Qian Chaoyun did not have to suffer at all.
The anger in their hearts soared.
The homeroom teacher merely gave Qian Chaoyun a casual glance and said indifferently, "Dai Huabin, if you're dissatisfied, you can report it to the academy. But since you've shown contempt for a teacher, add another eight laps today. If you don't finish, get out."
"I refuse to accept this!"
Dai Huabin grew even angrier and continued arguing, "From the first day of school, you haven't let him attend practical training. Is this special treatment or what? Are we ordinary people while he gets to enjoy special privileges?"
"Objection denied. Go downstairs and run immediately!" The homeroom teacher was enraged and suppressed her urge to hit him. You two aren't even on the same level.
Qian Chaoyun had come down from the Inner Court and was a Rank 5 Soul King.
A genius of that level did not need training at all. Training was nothing more than child's play to him.
Hearing this,
Dai Huabin swallowed his rage, turned, and headed downstairs, not daring to keep talking back to the Teacher.
No matter how much resentment he had, he would report it rather than argue with the Teacher here.
He planned to report the homeroom teacher after finishing his run, then transfer to Freshman Class 1.
He had heard that Freshman Class 1's homeroom teacher could cultivate outstanding students, and Dai Huabin longed to join her class.
Only after everyone had left did Qian Chaoyun open his eyes. Looking outside, he said, "Is it not time to eat yet?"
Only then did he notice the homeroom teacher sitting in the classroom, fuming and muttering curses. "This old woman is furious. That Dai Huabin..."
Qian Chaoyun walked over and asked, "Teacher, what's this about...?"
The homeroom teacher turned to Qian Chaoyun and cursed, "That little bastard Dai Huabin actually dared talk back to this old woman and accused me of playing favorites..."
Qian Chaoyun quickly learned the whole story and smiled. "I see. It seems the Duke Mansion's Young Master is dissatisfied with me. That is only natural. Since I haven't attended class before, I'll go take a look today."
The homeroom teacher looked up. "Are you serious? It doesn't matter whether you attend or not. The Outer Court's classes are of no use to you."
"Don't worry. I'll help you cure Dai Huabin of his bad habits." Qian Chaoyun chuckled and strode out of the classroom.
Seeing this, the homeroom teacher followed closely behind.
It felt as though, after being wronged for an entire semester, she had finally encountered the salvation of a good student.
On the field, the other freshman classes had already arrived.
Freshman Class 1 had it the hardest. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had nearly been trained into dogs, gulping down breaths of air.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao also spotted Dai Huabin, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Wang Dong asked, "Yuhao, what are you looking at?"
Huo Yuhao pointed at Dai Huabin and said, "Do you remember the Senior Chaoyun I told you about? He's also in Freshman Class 5, but I've never seen him attend class."
Wang Dong curled her lips and mocked, "Who do you think he is? Does he need to attend freshman classes? Only that golden-haired tiger with dyed hair needs to come to class."
At that moment, Zhou Yi glared at them and shouted, "Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, what are you doing? Hurry up and run! If you don't finish, you don't get to eat."
The two were so frightened that they immediately got to their feet and continued running.
Not long afterward, Qian Chaoyun arrived at the field. Looking at Dai Huabin, who was drenched in sweat, he commented that he was a worthless dandy.
"You actually came!"
Dai Huabin's steps halted, his eyes full of disbelief.
He had never expected the other man to come. He assumed Qian Chaoyun must have been reprimanded by the Teacher and forced to come down.
Served him right!
However, Qian Chaoyun merely glanced at Iron Clothes in the distance before reaching out and grabbing Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin hurriedly said, "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? If you've got the guts, let's settle this in the Soul Dueling Zone, life and death!"
A smile curled Qian Chaoyun's lips. "Who wants to duel you? You're not worthy. But... you really should experience what it feels like to move like the wind."
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