Leng Yaozhu looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then shook her head helplessly.
"Alright, alright. Next time you do something, you'd better tell me first so I can clean up your mess."
Bai Yuan smiled, his tone carrying a hint of ingratiation.
"I know you're the best teacher, I'll definitely do it next time!"
Leng Yaozhu gave a soft hum, raising her eyebrows slightly, but she wasn't really angry.
She picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and looked away from Bai Yuan's face.
He landed on the pile of unfinished files and casually asked.
Where is Gu Yue?
Bai Yuan leaned back in his chair and said.
"She's not feeling well and wants me to ask you for leave."
Leng Yaozhu put down her teacup, her amber eyes narrowing slightly.
"Oh? She's not feeling well? Then I'll go see her later."
"Not needed for now, teacher."
Bai Yuan shook his head.
"I guess she's in contact with people from her family."
Leng Yaozhu tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.
The force behind Gu Yue: Purple Dragon Douluo.
That was one of the Leng Family's most important allies.
If the Gu Family can further cooperate with the Leng Family.
The Leng Family's foundation in the Spirit Pagoda will be more solid, and their influence within the Spirit Pagoda will be greater.
More importantly, there is a connection between Purple Dragon Douluo and the Leng Family, which needs to be bridged through Gu Yue.
"You certainly know how to make arrangements for others."
Leng Yaozhu neither nodded nor shook her head, but simply took a new pen from the pen holder.
He lowered his head and continued working on the stack of files in front of him, his voice indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Bai Yuan smiled, stood up from the chair, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the door.
He stopped at the door and glanced back at Leng Yaozhu.
"Teacher, I'll be going now."
Leng Yaozhu didn't look up, she just hummed in response.
Bai Yuan's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.
He had his hands in his pockets, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The teacher didn't refuse; she was just considering it.
As long as she's considering it, there's a chance.
He needs to find a way to make this situation more stable.
Soul Beast Faction.
Gu Yuena, Di Tian, Zi JI, Bi Ji, Xiong Jun, and the Ferocious Beast hidden deep within the Star Dou Forest.
Their strength is enough to rival the top combat power of the Spirit Pagoda.
If they could bring them to their side, the Leng Family would no longer be just a family with deep roots within the Spirit Pagoda.
Rather, it is a behemoth with both deep roots and extraordinary military power.
Even the most powerful Qiangu Family must think twice before acting.
Bai Yuan stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor.
When the time comes for anyone to settle scores with the Spirit Pagoda, my Leng Family will have to make ourselves invincible before the reckoning even begins.
Whether it's the Leng Family or the Soul Beast faction, they are both cards in my hand.
Consciousness emerged from the chaos.
Tang Wulin struggled to open his eyes, his vision initially filled with a blurry halo.
The white light of fluorescent lamps, the snow-white ceiling.
Hospital bed.
I'm in a hospital bed.
"You're awake?!"
A familiar voice burst from beside me, filled with barely suppressed joy.
Tang Wulin turned his head with difficulty.
Xie Xie's little face was right in front of him, her eyes red-rimmed and her nose red, clearly she had been crying.
"Xie Xie...?"
Tang Wulin licked his lips, his mind still a complete blank.
"This is...?"
"This is the medical room!"
Xie Xie wiped his eyes, his voice still trembling.
"You were found lying on the steps at the academy gate, covered in injuries and unconscious."
Tang Wulin stared blankly at the ceiling, those fragmented images surfacing from the depths of his mind.
Stone chamber, altar.
Those Black Robe, including Teacher Wu Changkong, lay in pools of blood.
Then came the flames, the golden light shield, and someone speaking.
The images were fragmented, like a shattered mirror, impossible to piece together completely.
Who were those people? Why did they arrest me? And how did I escape?
Has anyone found out who saved me?
Tang Wulin asked.
Xie Xie shook his head.
"No. The guard at the gate said he didn't see anything during the night."
"When they found you, you were already lying on the steps."
Tang Wulin remained silent for a long time, unable to answer any of the questions, but he couldn't explain why.
Tang Wulin repeated the word softly, as if he were chewing on it in his mind.
"Black Robe..."
Xie Xie looked at his absent-minded appearance and felt a little worried.
"Wulin, are you alright? Should I call the school doctor?"
Tang Wulin snapped out of his daze, a slight smile curving his lips.
"I'm fine."
Xie Xie's eyes reddened again, and he became so excited that he couldn't speak coherently.
"I'm so glad you're okay! I'm so glad you're okay! You have no idea how worried I was about you!"
Tang Wulin's gaze softened as he looked at Xie Xie's mixture of crying and laughing.
There are still people in this college who care about him.
Where is Teacher Wu Changkong?
Tang Wulin's voice was still a little hoarse, but his tone was more urgent than before.
Xie Xie quickly replied.
"He's fine. He just came to see you this morning."
"He was seriously injured, but he refused to stay in the hospital and insisted on going back to the Class Zero, saying he would come back later."
Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
He didn't speak, Xie Xie thought he was tired again, so he spoke softly.
"You get some rest, I'll go get you a glass of water."
The footsteps faded into the distance, and the ward fell silent.
Tang Wulin immersed his consciousness into his body.
Old Tang, Old Tang, are you there?
No one answered.
The aged voice that always appeared during his moments of crisis was now silent. Tang Wulin waited a while, then called out again, but only silence remained.
He recalled the scene before he lost consciousness.
A golden light shield, a blue figure.
Old Tang is no longer here to protect himself.
That aged voice that had always been with him.
The person who told him the secret of the Golden Dragon King, the person who guided him when he was lost, will never return.
Tang Wulin clenched his fists, his eyes reddening, but he didn't shed a tear.
Why did those men in black do this?
Why did those people arrest me? Why did they hurt Teacher Wu?
Why force Old Tang to disappear in order to protect himself?
This is outrageous!
He was simply too weak. If he were strong enough, those people wouldn't have been able to capture him at all.
If he were strong enough, the Teacher Wu wouldn't have been seriously injured trying to save him;
If he were strong enough, Old Tang wouldn't have needed to...
Tang Wulin clenched his fists tightly.
We must strive to become stronger.
He is strong enough to protect everyone he wants to protect.
Tang Wulin opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his gaze more resolute than ever before.
Footsteps came from the corridor, unhurried and unhurried.
The door was pushed open, Wu Changkong stood in the doorway, his face still somewhat pale.
He looked at Tang Wulin on the hospital bed, something flickering in his eyes.
"Woke up?"
Tang Wulin looked at that face, which remained expressionless.
Her nose tingled, and she nodded vigorously.
Wu Changkong didn't say much, but simply walked to the bedside and sat down in the chair next to him.
He didn't ask Tang Wulin what happened that day.
I'm just here to keep him company.
He stayed here to watch over the students when they had an accident.
Bai Yuan pushed open the door to the room, casually tossed his coat onto the back of the chair, and plunged into the bathroom.
I rinsed off the sweat with hot water and changed into my pretty yellow and purple pajamas.
He lay down on the bed, limbs outstretched, sinking into the soft bedding, and sighed contentedly.
He turned his head and rubbed against the purple pillow, then pulled the yellow blanket up, a grin spreading from his lips to his ears.
Purple and yellow, the most beautiful colors in the world, anyone know why?
"That's awesome!" I said.
Just like how Xiao Bai insists on taking two baths a day throughout countless reincarnations.
His obsession with purple and yellow color schemes is an instinct etched into his very soul.
Bai Yuan closed his eyes, ready to savor this moment of tranquility.
Today I won't practice, I won't think about anything, I'll just lie down and empty my mind.
Then a golden light exploded from his chest.
The aura of the Core Flame instantly filled the entire room, enveloping him in a warm, irresistible light.
Bai Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Why is it this time!"
"I haven't rested enough!!"
Before the words were finished, consciousness plunged into darkness.
The cycle of reincarnation has begun.