Stirring Up Trouble, Yan Xue Detests Ye Han

"Senior sister is so generous!" Li Qingxian said.

As Jiang Youfei walked, she said, "Since you're going out to hunt demons, and your magic techniques aren't yet mastered, you'll inevitably be flustered in battle. Tomorrow I'll teach you a Thunder Talisman from the <Annotated Compilation of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method>, which can be activated directly. After you return from hunting demons, you can then cultivate properly."

"Thank you, Senior Sister," Li Qingxian said.

"Don't call me 'Senior Sister' without permission," Jiang Youfei said.

"Yes, Your You Fei."

"..." Jiang Youfei took a deep breath and ignored Li Qingxian.

Upon arriving at Chunfeng Residence, the two entered a side room, where Jiang Youfei took out paper and pen and began to teach the Thunder Arts through the system.

From the most basic Thunder Arts magic deities to Thunder Seal and lightning summoning, from incantations and mantras to finger gestures and footwork, from rituals to combat...

When Zhou Chunfeng returned, he only glanced at the two of them before continuing to work.

It wasn't until nightfall that Li Qingxian felt dizzy and lightheaded, at which point Jiang Youfei stopped and bid farewell to Zhou Chunfeng.

Li Qingxian saw him off at the door.

The two walked side by side, and Li Qingxian asked about the things he didn't understand about the Daoist arts as they went.

Jiang Youfei explained in a soft, patient voice.

The two passed through the arched gate and left the courtyard of the Divine Capital Office.

Not far away, a person suddenly appeared, staring blankly at the departing figures of the two.

Ye Han stood there for a long time, then let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, even without Jiang Youfei, there's still Song Yanxue who appreciates me.

Just then, a Seventh Rank official from the Demon-Hunting Office hurried towards Snow Studio. Seeing Ye Han lost in thought, he said, "Ye Han, what are you doing? Daren Song will be back soon. Hurry to Snow Studio. Things are not peaceful today. Daren Song's temper might be bad. Be careful."

Ye Han hurriedly followed and entered the secluded courtyard next to the main hall of the Demon-Hunting Office. He saw the plaque above the door of the courtyard with the two characters "Snow Studio" written in vigorous strokes, like swords and spears carved into the wall.

Ye Han secretly praised Daren Song, saying she truly deserved to be called a heroine; her calligraphy possessed more integrity than many men's.

Unlike the study-style Chunfeng Residence, Snow Studio has a large hall right at the entrance, with a table in the middle and chairs on both sides. One wall is filled with bookshelves, and the other wall is lined with various long weapons, such as Fangtian Painted Halberd, spears, lances, and clubs.

Ye Han sat in the last seat closest to the door, recalling how he felt standing in the Directors' Hall that morning, and felt even more grateful to Song Yanxue.

In the Directors' Hall, he was just an insignificant lackey, only able to watch Li Qingxian sit there.

Within the Demon-Hunting Office, Song Yanxue possessed the Bole, making an exception to allow her to participate in the Demon-Hunting Office's Snow Studio meetings, thus earning her unprecedented respect.

Even Middle Rank officials in the Demon-Hunting Office treat him with utmost respect now, all thanks to Song Yanxue.

"Ten thousand Zhou Chunfeng are no match for one Song Yanxue," Ye Han sighed inwardly.

Before long, some officials from the Demon-Hunting Office were seated in the Snow Studio.

Song Yanxue had not yet arrived, so they chatted about the day's events.

The five strange noises from Divine Capital and Ge Chao's immediate arrest became the subject of discussion.

Experienced officials generally remain silent, fully aware of the complexities of this matter.

The young military officer said whatever he wanted to say.

"I think Li Qingxian acted unfairly in this matter. Ge Chao merely questioned him, yet he directly asked Lord Daren to send people from the Inner Factory to arrest him."

"This matter is still unresolved, so don't speak carelessly."

"Even if we assume Ge Chao is guilty, Pang Mingjing is innocent. Li Qingxian's retaliation in court is unacceptable, isn't it?"

"Li Qingxian has gone too far. He just Fate Arts Master and already Life Buying seven people. Does he think everyone else is a fool?"

"I think Ye Han did a good job. As a martial artist, one must have a strong sense of righteousness!"

"I was just filled with righteous indignation and said what I had to say," Ye Han said.

"Don't be modest. Young people should be as energetic as you. If they all learned from Li Qingxian and despicable ways, the Night Guard would have been ruined long ago."

"Yes, I still find Ye Han the eye."

Just then, footsteps sounded outside, mixed with the clanging of armor and weapons.

Everyone stood up abruptly and looked towards the door.

Then Song Yanxue, dressed in battle attire, strode in, followed by five Middle Rank military officers. Her clothes were torn in many places and stained with blood.

Song Yanxue's face was as cold as ice, her left sleeve was torn, and much of her hair behind her was broken.

Song Yanxue took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions. She glanced at everyone, nodded, and walked towards the head seat, saying, "Sit down. I was outside the door listening to you all praising Ye Han. Has he done something again?"

Ye Han quickly stood up and said, "No, no, I just said what a normal Night Guard should say in the Directors' Hall."

"Oh? What happened in the Directors' Hall? I just came back from outside and didn't know about the Night Guard Yamen's affairs today." Song Yanxue sat in the main seat, her demeanor neither rugged nor coy like a man, but rather possessing a unique heroic spirit.

Ye Han then recounted the events at the Directors' Hall from beginning to end, vividly portraying Zhou Chunfeng's protectiveness, Li Qingxian's domineering nature, Ge Chao's righteousness, and Pang Mingjing's pitifulness.

The military officer who had followed Song Yanxue back tried to speak several times, but after glancing at Song Yanxue's increasingly cold expression, he remained silent.

After Ye Han finished speaking, he looked at Song Yanxue and found that her face seemed frozen. He was secretly pleased. Song Yanxue had praised Li Qingxian many times before, so this time she must dislike him.

"Ye Han, what do you think of Li Qingxian?" Song Yanxue gazed quietly at Ye Han, her beautiful eyes shining in the night.

Ye Han's heart skipped a beat. After a moment's thought, he decided to deliver the final blow to Li Qingxian, saying, "I originally thought highly of Li Qingxian, but what has happened these past few days has changed my mind. This man may be talented, but he is morally bankrupt, vindictive, and unfit to be Son of Man."

The military officer who returned with Song Yanxue looked at her with even more strange eyes.

Song Yanxue nodded and sighed softly.

Everyone felt exhausted by her sighs.

Song Yanxue gazed at the dark night sky outside the door, her heart filled with helplessness.

Today, while cooperating with the Inner Factory to capture the Lord of the Underworld, we suffered heavy losses: one Sixth Rank was seriously injured, and seven lower-rank Third Rank were killed in action.

After the arrest, upon meeting with the Commander of the Guards, they learned that the one who discovered this major case was none other than Li Qingxian.

It was also learned that on that day, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, Li Qingxian pretended to have misread Ge Chao's Fate Mold, even at the cost of being slandered.

Both of them are rising stars in the Night Guard.

One endured humiliation for the sake of the imperial court and stood against high-ranking officials for the sake of innocent people.

Another colluded with the traitor Ge Chao to slander his former friend.

Song Yanxue suddenly felt that with Fate Arts Master like Li Qingxian around, her subordinates might not have been killed in action.

"Ye Han, you'll be hunting demons soon and need to spend more time cultivating, so don't come to Snow Studio anymore. If you have any questions in the future, ask Chief Sun," Song Yanxue said slowly.

The officials were stunned.

Ye Han stood frozen in place, feeling as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

Song Yanxue's words were like spears, piercing his chest.

"Go," Song Yanxue said.

"This subordinate takes his leave." Ye Han lowered his head, dragging his stiff body, and slowly moved out of Snow Studio.

Throughout the journey, Ye Han's mind was incessantly racing.

As he stepped out of the courtyard, he glanced back at the two large characters "Snow Studio" and suddenly felt that they were incredibly ugly, even worse than Zhou Chunfeng's calligraphy.