The Third High Templar Was a Girl

Zhu Juntang didn't take their provocations seriously. Perhaps it was because of the different ideologies they grew up in. Young men and women in mainland China always believed that equality was a natural political correctness. Even if a boss treats his subordinates, he should consider the feelings of his subordinates based on mutual respect. Even if you think this way and do this without any problems, when you openly express a superior mentality, you will often be criticized.

Naïve. Equality is nothing more than a pretentious act by those in power towards the lower classes in front of the public. Anyone who truly lives and behaves with this mindset will eventually be educated and brought to their senses.

Zhu Juntang snorted. She didn't care as much as Liu Chang'an for talking nonsense, and she was too lazy to educate two naive girls.

When the elevator reached the 6th floor, Zhu Juntang spoke first, "What a coincidence, your classmate also lives on the 6th floor."

Zhu Juntang stepped out of the elevator, followed by An Nuan and Han Zhizhi, all heading in the same direction towards the ward.

"We're in this ward, is it just a coincidence that we're in the same ward?" An Nuan Han Zhizhi stopped in front of a ward.

"This isn't a single room. Look at the bed number written on it. Maybe the person my dog bit is in the same room as your classmate?" Zhu Juntang said nonchalantly.

"What's the point of your competitive spirit?" Liu Chang'an asked Zhu Juntang.

"That's exactly how I want it to be." Zhu Juntang retorted, "What's the point of you coming along?"

Liu Chang'an paused for a moment, then gave Zhu Juntang a sharp rebuke, "Who are you to ask me?"

Zhu Juntang's cheeks puffed up; she was determined to get revenge on him sooner or later and show him what she was capable of.

An Nuan and Han Zhizhi entered the ward. It was a double room. One of the beds was empty, with some fruit, a lunchbox, clothes, and towels placed beside it. It was common for patients to be able to walk but not yet discharged. On the other bed lay Wu Fan, his face pale, his hair disheveled, his clothes torn, and one leg wrapped in layers of gauze. It seemed his wound had been treated, and it appeared to be quite serious.

Wu Fan had completely lost the youthful and sunny demeanor he had shown that morning. When he saw the person coming in, he seemed a little excited, opened his mouth, and then turned his head away.

Zhong Qing stood to the side, glancing at Liu Chang'an with a slight smile as a greeting, and asked somewhat coincidentally, "You guys didn't come to see Wu Fan, did you?"

"Yes, he's my classmate." Han Zhizhi nodded, then looked at Wu Fan, "Are you alright?"

As a classmate, I don't want to have any contact or interaction with him beyond that of ordinary classmates, but I should still send him greetings.

"It's nothing! It's nothing... I shouldn't have come to this godforsaken place!" Wu Fan pounded the hospital bed, feeling utterly depressed.

"Don't worry about it, everyone. He was bitten by a dog, so it's understandable that he's upset." Liu Chang'an, as a native of Junsha, kindly hoped that the other Junsha people would also be understanding.

No one cared to begin with, Han Zhizhi rolled her eyes at Liu Chang'an.

"How is the situation?" Han Zhizhi asked Zhong Qing. There was no doubt that this person was here to handle the dispute, as Zhu Juntang didn't seem like someone who could handle things on his own.

"We've completed the hospital admission procedures and prepaid the fees. If the recovery goes well, we should be able to be discharged in about two weeks," Zhong Qing replied.

"Wu Fan, I'll take a picture and send it to the counselor. You can tell the counselor how long you need to take leave." Han Zhizhi took out her phone to take a picture; that was all she had to do.

"Does the dog belong to Miss Zhu?" An Nuan asked Zhong Qing, as this wasn't the first time she had met Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing nodded.

Only then did Zhu Juntang peek out from behind Liu Chang'an's shoulder, standing on tiptoe.

"Third Miss." Zhong Qing only then noticed Zhu Juntang, even though she knew Zhu Juntang had arrived when she saw the bodyguard open the door.

"What a coincidence, it's the same person." Zhu Juntang said, still standing behind Liu Chang'an.

"You... you... you still dare to come!" Wu Fan was agitated when he heard Zhu Juntang's voice, looking like he was about to jump down on one foot to settle accounts with Zhu Juntang.

"Don't get agitated, or you'll worsen the wound." Zhong Qing pressed down on Wu Fan's shoulder.

Wu Fan then lay down, his chest heaving, his emotions still running high.

"How did you get bitten?" Liu Chang'an sat down next to the hospital bed and picked up an apple to peel.

"He sexually harassed my dog, isn't it normal for him to get bitten?" Liu Chang'an walked away, and Zhu Juntang, unwilling to stand behind An Nuan and Han Zhizhi, waved and called a bodyguard in, then stood behind the bodyguard and spoke.

"You... I... I'm not a pervert!" Wu Fan felt dizzy, partly from blood loss and partly from being accused of sexually harassing a dog.

"I just saw a news report about something inhumane a couple of days ago," Zhu Juntang said in a sad and angry tone. "Several India raped a male dog and stuffed something in its mouth to prevent it from biting anyone or asking for help. In the end, the dog died from its injuries."

"What does this have to do with me!" Wu Fan felt he had been blind. Why did he think this girl was a beautiful fairy at first glance? She was clearly a demon!

"High Templar is a girl! You just came over and touched her, what is that if not sexual harassment? Who gave you permission to touch her? Who knows if you're trying to lure her with delicious meat bones and have sex with her? Who knows if you'll take her back to the hotel and rape her?" Zhu Juntang calmly retorted, "Why should I assume you wouldn't do that?"

Wu Fan was speechless for a moment. Although Zhu Juntang's question was utterly absurd, after she gave that example, Wu Fan actually had the ridiculous idea that what she thought made sense. He couldn't refute it, and he felt that he could never do that. He felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe. He could only raise his hand and point excitedly at Zhu Juntang, unable to say a word.

"Have an apple," Liu Chang'an advised Wu Fan to calm down. He had already peeled the apple.

"The High Templar is Miss's dog." Zhong Qing glanced at Liu Chang'an and explained to the two bewildered girls, "This is the third one."

Seeing that Wu Fan seemed to have fallen silent, Zhu Juntang peeked out from beside the bodyguard and said, "He was so angry but he didn't rush over to bite me. Looks like he doesn't have rabies, huh?"

"You were hiding behind me just now because you were afraid he'd get rabies and bite you?" Liu Chang'an realized he'd been tricked into being used as a shield by Zhu Juntang. He took a bite of his apple. So, even when it came to being a coward, this little fairy could be so clever? However, she still exposed her lack of common sense. Even if Wu Fan could be infected with rabies, he wouldn't develop symptoms so quickly.

"No." Zhu Juntang looked around, firmly denying it, because Liu Chang'an was much scarier than a person with rabies. He would hit people on the head, kick their butts, and even press their faces down to make them fall.

"Let's go, it's nothing." Liu Chang'an was too lazy to argue with Zhu Juntang about these things, but after seeing his old friend, he finally revealed some of the cunning and authoritarian logic he should have shown, and he was also pleased with her growth.