Song Shuhang figured that the two boxes of medicinal materials were probably filled with all kinds of strange things. At the very least, they wouldn't contain anything especially valuable. So he teased, "Then I'll thank you in advance. Also, do you have an account for booking tickets on the high-speed rail website?"
Soft Feather shook her head. Whether it was plane tickets or train tickets, she had never needed to book them herself. Her family had plenty of servant disciples working for Spirit Butterfly Island.
"Then give me your ID card. I'll use my account to book you a ticket in a moment," Song Shuhang said.
"Okay!" Soft Feather obediently handed over her ID card, then asked, "Senior Song, may I go take a look at the balcony?"
"Don't be so restrained. Make yourself at home." Song Shuhang smiled. What a lovely and polite girl—too bad she was so chuunibyou.
Soft Feather gave a shy smile and quickly walked to the balcony, gazing out over the area beyond the house.
The balcony faced east. Outside lay broad roads and the university gardens, with nothing blocking the view. So although it was only on the second floor, the view was exceptionally broad.
Soft Feather first cast a cautious glance at Song Shuhang, then furtively cast a small spell beside herself to isolate energy fluctuations. It would conceal her upcoming actions and prevent "Senior Song" from sensing them.
Once everything was ready, she quietly took two invisible lenses from her pocket and put them on.
Don't underestimate these two little things. They were a magical treasure Venerable Spirit Butterfly had refined for beginners—To See All the Way to the Horizon, Climbing Even Higher!
The name was a little long. This was the upgraded and enhanced version of Thousand-Mile Sight.
Once the lenses were worn, just as the poem described, they could elevate a person's vision into the sky, allowing them to look down upon the earth from a god's-eye view.
This was the painstaking creation of a father who knew his daughter was prone to getting lost. It was meant to let her find the correct path from above whenever she couldn't tell which way to go. It carried the fullness of a father's love.
They said a daughter was her father's lover in a previous life. Apparently, that saying wasn't false at all.
If it had been a son, Venerable Spirit Butterfly absolutely wouldn't have put in so much painstaking effort—a grown man getting lost? Wouldn't that be embarrassing to admit? If he couldn't find the way, couldn't he simply tear down whatever blocked the road ahead and charge straight toward his destination? Marching boldly forward was a man's romance!
Elsewhere, another story unfolded.
Using the god's-eye view of her magical treasure, Soft Feather quickly located the faculty apartments of Jiangnan University. After checking the information again, she smoothly locked onto the tall, refined Teacher Renshui, who wore black-rimmed glasses.
At that moment, innocent Teacher Renshui... was accompanying his six-month-old daughter for her afternoon nap.
Because "accompanying his daughter for an afternoon nap" could easily lead certain gentlemen to misunderstand, it was absolutely necessary to state the daughter's age! Once again, let it be solemnly declared: this was a daughter who had just turned six months old!
Everything proceeded so smoothly, as if the gods themselves were lending a hand!
"Found him!" Soft Feather rejoiced inwardly. Then she pressed her palms together. "Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry. I'll definitely make it up to you afterward, but for now, please, please sprain your ankle and end up in the hospital!"
Between her pressed palms, a golden talisman flickered. Talismans and similar objects were basically single-use consumables, but some higher-grade ones could be used repeatedly.
The one in Soft Feather's hands was undoubtedly a high-grade item.
Only a second-generation cultivator like Soft Feather, with a ridiculously awesome father, would waste a high-grade talisman like this.
High-grade talismans were difficult to make. Although they could be used repeatedly, they still had a limit on the number of uses—one use meant one fewer remaining. When ordinary practitioners obtained a high-grade talisman, they would count on their fingers and calculate carefully, making sure to use it only when it mattered most!
Under Soft Feather's control, the golden talisman's power activated.
In the distant faculty apartments.
While Teacher Renshui was sleeping groggily, a force suddenly shoved him, sending him tumbling from the bed.
Unfortunately, his foot happened to land at an angle that made it easy to sprain.
And so... bang!
Crack—a sound of something twisting.
"Hiss!" Teacher Renshui woke in pain, groaning as cold sweat poured out. His sprained ankle quickly swelled red. But not wanting to wake his sleeping little daughter, he clenched the quilt with his fingers and gritted his teeth, swallowing his scream back down—such was the heart of a parent.
Teacher Renshui gritted his teeth and quickly reached down to rub his ankle, clearly experienced at this. An injury of this degree wasn't serious enough to warrant hospitalization. A little red-flower oil and a night's sleep, and he would be back to his adorably lively self the next day.
After rubbing it for a while, Teacher Renshui stood on one foot. Bracing himself against the wall, he hopped toward the refrigerator to get some red-flower oil and ice for a cold compress.
But... Soft Feather's spell wasn't over yet. Her goal was to send this unfortunate teacher to the hospital!
Teacher Renshui thought he had merely fallen out of bed and sprained his ankle by accident. He had no idea that, unseen and unknowable, a mysterious force was determined to make his foot reach the level of injury required for hospitalization. Thus, he didn't realize how dangerous it was to hop forward on one foot while leaning against the wall—this method of movement was practically begging to cause another sprain.
Teacher Renshui kept hopping along, then suddenly landed in empty space.
Crack—the sound of a fracture this time... His other, unharmed foot had broken. The injury was even worse than the first.
"Hiss!" Teacher Renshui crashed to the floor. His eyes flew wide as he sucked in breath after agonizing breath. This time, the pain brought tears to his eyes—men rarely shed tears, except when they had reached the place of deepest sorrow.
He stared at one sprained leg and one fractured leg, and his eyes immediately grew moist.
But there was nothing he could do. He could only accept that misfortune had struck.
After sucking in cold breaths for quite some time, he cautiously took out his phone and called his wife, requesting backup. His wife was also a supervisor at Jiangnan University.
Because their daughter was there, he couldn't call 120 directly. He had to wait for his wife to return and look after their daughter before he could be taken to the hospital.
After hearing her husband describe his experience of "spraining both feet," Teacher Renshui's wife was worried, yet found it somewhat amusing as well.
She hurriedly took leave from one class and rushed home...
After Teacher Renshui finished speaking with his wife, he called the university and requested leave from the three classes scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. With both legs injured like this, he was one hundred percent certain to be hospitalized, so naturally he had to notify the university and have his classes rearranged.
"Done." Soft Feather nodded in satisfaction and put away the golden talisman.
With that, she had achieved her goal.
Teacher Renshui had taken leave, leaving tomorrow afternoon's classes vacant.
With no classes tomorrow, Song Shuhang would be free tomorrow.
With Shuhang free, he could accompany her to J City.
See? It was that simple!
With everything accomplished, Soft Feather was in an excellent mood.
After returning inside, she saw Song Shuhang booking a high-speed rail ticket for her on the website.
"Senior Song, why don't you book one too? Maybe you won't have any classes tomorrow afternoon?" Soft Feather leaned over and spoke softly.
"Haha, if I really don't have class, I'll book one then." Song Shuhang teased her.
His voice had barely fallen.
Ding-dong!
At that moment, a message suddenly popped up on his campus-network account.
"Attention, students of Class 43, Year 19, Department of Mechanical Engineering, College of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing: Because Teacher Renshui has been injured and hospitalized, tomorrow afternoon's Mathematical Statistics class will be replaced by Professor Smith's College English class. Please inform one another and make the necessary preparations! Thank you."
This short message replayed three times in succession.
It had also been set to replay once every hour.
Jiangnan University's administration really was quick, with astonishing efficiency! From the moment Teacher Renshui called to request leave to the moment this short message was sent, barely one or two minutes had passed!
"Huh? Teacher Renshui got injured? What a coincidence. But tomorrow's class has been changed to English... Do I have to attend that old stiff Professor Smith's class again?" Song Shuhang muttered to himself.
Soft Feather, standing beside him, immediately felt tears welling in her eyes.
This was a case of the good being a foot tall while the evil rose ten feet!
But people from Spirit Butterfly Island would never give up so easily. Never!
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