Blue-Wave Martial Academy.
Back courtyard.
Standing in the courtyard, Jiang Ning fell silent upon hearing Wang Jin's words.
He knew that Auntie Sun's death was inevitably connected to him.
After the conflicts that had happened before, He Jinyun had become somewhat hostile toward him.
As for that young count of noble standing, Jiang Ning had previously been willing to give way where appropriate, unwilling to clash with him head-on.
But now that He Jinyun had attacked Auntie Sun, was he not rubbing salt into Jiang Ning's wounds?
At that thought, Jiang Ning's hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.
He could not forget how Auntie Sun had looked after him when he had first arrived at the martial academy.
He could feel that, back then, Auntie Sun had cared for him as though he were family.
There were not many people in this world whom he cared about. Auntie Sun was one of them.
After pondering for a long while, Jiang Ning slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a flicker of resolve flashed through them.
"Master, this cannot be blamed on you! Auntie Sun's matter was mainly caused by me!"
Hearing Jiang Ning's unusually calm tone, Wang Jin immediately raised his head and looked at him.
The next moment.
Wang Jin froze slightly.
For he saw in Jiang Ning's eyes the stillness before a storm, like a sea beneath a sky blanketed in black clouds, its winds and waves gradually stirring.
"You must not do anything foolish!" Wang Jin said gravely.
Wang Jin knew He Jinyun's identity very well.
That was precisely why, when He Jinyun had swaggered over yesterday and openly trampled all over them, Wang Jin had not dared make a move against him, despite being far stronger.