The Fox

Cai Yue'er stood by the podium, holding her lesson plan in her hand, her gaze fixed on Yun Jingheng.

She gently patted her lesson plan book on the podium, and the entire classroom fell silent.

"Finally decided to come to class?"

Yun Jingheng stood at the door, his schoolbag strap slung over his shoulder, his hair still sticking up a bit, as if he had just gotten out of bed.

Looking at Cai Yue'er's expression, he knew that this day would be difficult to get through.

"Actually..."

"No, no, no, no need to explain."

Cai Yue'er interrupted him, a meaningful smile curving her lips. "Young Master Yun is so busy, moving dorm rooms and desks all day long. How could he possibly have time to come to class?"

Yun Jingheng's lips twitched.

Grandpa Feng complained?

You're going to sue him? You old geezer, it's just a table, is it really that big of a deal...?

After careful consideration, he decided to play dumb.

He walked into the classroom and sat down in the last row by the window.

Gu Yue sat upright next to him, Xu Xiaoyan sat next to Gu Yue, and Ye Xinglan was still behind him, trying her best to pretend that she knew nothing.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie sat in front, both of them holding their books upright, reading intently and with great interest.

The book is just reversed.

Cai Yue'er watched Yun Jingheng sit down and then spoke again, "I heard your table is quite nice?"

"It's pretty good."

Cai Yue'er nodded, "That's good. Someone came to my office yesterday and sat there all afternoon, drank three pots of my tea, and cursed me for two hours."

Yun Jingheng paused for a moment, then asked, "Did he say anything else?"

Cai Yue'er thought for a moment, "He said it. He said that your table is his favorite. He said he's been taking care of that table for ten years, and the surface is so smooth and shiny, even smoother than your face."

Someone in the classroom couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly covered their mouth.

Yun Jingheng took a deep breath. "I will take good care of it."

Cai Yue'er nodded, "That's fine then."

She opened her lesson plan book. "Let's begin the lesson. Yun Jingheng, you may leave now."

Yun Jingheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Cai Yue'er, Cai Yue'er was also looking at him.

The two stared at each other for a second.

He turned his head and glanced at the blackboard, which had several large characters written on it, "Core Principle of Soul Tool: Conservation of Energy and Conversion of Soul Power."

He glanced at the words, then stood up, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and turned to walk towards the back door expressionlessly.

"I don't care where we go, just don't dismantle the Soul Guidance Department."

Yun Jingheng didn't even turn his head, waved his hand, and pushed open the back door to leave.

The door closed gently behind him, and the classroom fell silent for a moment.

Luo Guixing pushed up his glasses, tilted his head slightly, and lowered his voice to say to Yang Nianxia beside him, "Is this the treatment for geniuses?"

"Perhaps if you hit him, you could get the same treatment—listen whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and even have a detached villa..."

Zheng Yiran, sitting in the back seat, kicked Luo Guixing's chair.

He glanced back at Zheng Yiran, his eyes filled with confusion.

Zheng Yiran sat upright, staring blankly at the table.

"Luo Guixing, Yang Nianxia."

Cai Yue'er's voice came from the podium, neither too loud nor too soft, carrying a faint chill.

The two of them paused, momentarily stunned.

"Go stand at the back."

Don't you have classes?

"Yes, I have."

"Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to be here now?"

Yun Jingheng handed a drawing to Yuanen Yehui, saying, "It makes sense. I know everything Aunt Cai said."

So you didn't go?

"I went there, and left as soon as I saw the title on the blackboard."

Yuanen Yehui took the blueprints, unfolded them, and glanced at them.

The drawing above shows the shoulder armor section of the Battle Armor; the lines are very fine, and the markings are dense.

"Wow, not bad, that's impressive?"

"Of course, don't you know who I am?"

"When will the rest be finished?" Yuanen Yehui asked with a smile, pouring him a glass of water.

"I don't have the habit of drinking tea, so I don't have any here. When you have time, come to my workplace, and I'll treat you to a drink."

"Okay, okay~"

Yun Jingheng held a roll of blueprints in his hand, sat down opposite her, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at her with a smile.

His eyes curved into crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth curved into a perfect arc.

Yuanen Yehui felt a little uneasy under his gaze and leaned back in her chair.

"What are you doing? Are you having a lewd thought?"

Yun Jingheng didn't speak, but simply tapped the blueprints lightly on the table twice, and continued watching her with a smile.

Yuanen Yehui frowned slightly. "Can't you just say what you want to say?"

Yun Jingheng put down the blueprints, crossed his hands on the table, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and his eyes were still curved.

"Yehui ~ We've known each other for a long time, haven't we?"

Yuanen Yehui's lips twitched. "... What are you trying to say?"

Yun Jingheng's smile deepened. "For the first and second grade competition, who did you send from the second grade?"

Yuanen Yehui's fingers clenched slightly.

Looking at Yun Jingheng's smiling face, she had an urge to splash water on it.

"You helped me design the Battle Armor, so I owe you a favor. But the lineup is a secret among us second-year students."

She paused. "I can't say."

"I see... I'm afraid I won't have time to draw your drawings recently."

Yuanen Yehui's eyes widened. "You're threatening me?"

Yun Jingheng shook his head, "No, why would I threaten you?"

His expression was serious, but there was a light in his eyes.

Yuanen Yehui took a deep breath, then another.

"I am Yue Zhengyu Bai Hanying He Xiaopeng, Ye Xingmo, Lu Shuyao, Duanhun Xiao."

Yun Jingheng smiled and handed over a drawing, flicking his finger lightly across the paper, producing a crisp sound.

"What are their cultivation levels?"

Yuanen Yehui looked at the blueprints he handed her, then at his smiling face, her fingers clenching tightly on her knees until her knuckles turned white.

"..."

"How could you make such a treacherous expression with such a handsome face?"

"It doesn't matter, does it? Are you going to tell me or not?"

"They're all Soul Ancestor, Lu Shuyao Quasi-Soul King."

"I see..."

Yun Jingheng nodded thoughtfully, tapping his fingers lightly twice on the table.

Then he pulled out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it over with a smile.

The drawings were stacked neatly, with the edges pressed flat, and a number—"3"—was written on them.

Yuanen Yehui looked at the blueprint, then at Yun Jingheng's smiling face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

She didn't answer, she just stared at him.

"You're so mean..."

Yun Jingheng pushed the blueprints forward and placed them beside her. "One last question."

Yuanen Yehui took a deep breath, then another. "Ask away."

Yun Jingheng smiled, his eyes crinkling into an even more beautiful smile.

What is your Fourth Spirit Ability?

"You f***ing..."

"No swearing!"

Yuanen Yehui took a sip of water and quietly watched him.

He said it word by word, "Troll Titan."

Yun Jingheng smiled without saying a word, "Hmm~?"

She took a deep breath. "Strengthening body size, increasing strength and attack range, can create a domain of suppression."

"Uh-huh."

"That's all."

"That..."

"Yun Jingheng, don't go too far."

Yun Jingheng raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, looking at her with a smile, his eyes crinkling even more beautifully.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

He pushed the blueprints toward her, stood up, stretched his neck, and his joints cracked slightly.

He walked to the window, pushed it open, and the wind rushed in, carrying the scent of sunshine and the fresh fragrance of leaves.

He took a deep breath, then turned to look at Yuanen Yehui.

"Yehui, you're actually a pretty nice person."

"Have you no shame? If not, just throw it away, okay?"

"Hey, don't tell your teammates what I just told you."

"Mmm."

I thought my little butterfly would cause some waves, but this is all?

Does the butterfly effect not apply here?