Mei Chengyu forced himself to come back to his senses. Without using the Nine Schools Techniques, he curled his five fingers into a fist and met Gu Gan's arm with his own, relying on hand-to-hand combat.
Seeing that he intended to attack, Gu Gan's expression turned even colder, and he began fighting Mei Chengyu with his bare hands.
Both were trained fighters. Unlike Wen Yanghui, who disliked hand-to-hand combat, they often went to the Military School Martial Field to spar, even though neither was a military strategist.
Mei Chengyu's punches came fast, while Gu Gan targeted his lower body. Gu Gan raised his arms to defend himself with practiced ease, then swept out a vicious kick. They exchanged blows so quickly that both their minds reacted with equal clarity and speed, tracking every attack and defense.
Two or three instructors on night patrol spotted the fight from afar and shouted, "It's the middle of the night! Are you two sparring or fighting for real?"
Another instructor called, "That's enough! Go back to bed. If you want to fight, do it tomorrow after you've had some sleep!"
Only then did Mei Chengyu and Gu Gan stop at the same time and move apart.
Gu Gan said coldly, "Suisui—"
Before he could finish, Mei Chengyu said flatly, "Go look in my room. See if she wants to leave with you."
As he spoke, Mei Chengyu had already gone around him and started walking away.
Gu Gan could only stare at his back, both hands clenched into fists inside his sleeves. "You think I'll believe your divisive lies?"
Mei Chengyu stopped and turned partly toward him. His face was hidden in the dim lamplight, and the glance he cast over his shoulder was utterly cold. "You know Wen Yanghui is dead?"
Gu Gan