Yang Father's Shock

Zhao Huan was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at Wang Meng lying on the floor, his face so pale that not a trace of blood remained.

"You had a dagger?"

Wang Meng nodded with difficulty.

Zhao Huan immediately flew into a rage. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

Wang Meng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He had lost too much blood and no longer had any strength left in his body.

Not a single word came out. His eyes closed, and he fainted.

Inside the conference room, Principal Tang sat in the seat of honor as a school administrator.

To his left sat Jiang Tian, calm and composed, his arms folded as he rested with his eyes closed.

On the right sat Zhao Huan, wearing an expression as though he were badly constipated.

At that moment, he felt as miserable as if he had eaten shit.

Not only had he failed to catch Jiang Tian's weakness, but he had made a complete fool of himself instead.

Wang Meng had already been sent to the infirmary for emergency treatment.

If Jiang Tian had not kindly reminded him, and Zhao Huan had kept jumping around for a little longer, Wang Meng would have bled to death on the spot.

Li Yan sat across the table.

He looked utterly unconcerned.

Even though Yang Sheng's performance had somewhat exceeded his expectations.

He did not care.

The gap in strength between the two of them was still like an uncrossable chasm.

Yang Sheng could master a few simple techniques in a short time through Jiang Tian's special training.

But the difference in absolute strength could not be made up overnight.

He had been ahead of Yang Sheng for three whole years.

Unless Yang Sheng could make one day count as a year, he would have no chance of approaching him in strength.

And before he could even face Li Yan, Li Ya was another mountain Yang Sheng could not overcome.

Therefore, Li Yan did not care about Yang Sheng at all.

What concerned him instead was that Yang Sheng's father had come to the school and loudly spread word that he owed money.

After all, such a matter would not only affect Li Yan's personal reputation, but could also bring negative public opinion upon the Liu Group.

If this matter was not handled properly, the rival Liu Group would certainly make a huge issue out of it.

Yang Sheng and his father sat at the end of the table.

Liu Chang sat beside Li Yan and showed the surveillance footage to Principal Tang and the other two.

The footage was frozen on the moment Wang Meng held the dagger.

"The matter is already clear. Wang Meng attacked first. Yang Sheng was stopping Wang Meng from continuing his assault, and judging from the footage, Wang Meng initiated every attack while Yang Sheng remained entirely on the defensive."

"Furthermore, Wang Meng intended to use a sharp weapon, but Yang Sheng's Knee-Lift Collision just happened to knock the dagger back into him."

Hearing Principal Tang reconstruct the incident, Jiang Tian revealed a smug smile. He lifted his chin and tilted slightly toward Zhao Huan.

"This is one of the Six Openings techniques of Eight Extremes Fist. Teacher Zhao should know that, right? I taught it. Just yesterday."

Zhao Huan fell silent.

Principal Tang shifted the subject and looked at Li Yan.

"Although you are currently an outstanding student at our school, you still cannot engage in accepting money from others."

Li Yan glanced at Yang Sheng's father and said disdainfully, "He begged me and gave it to me willingly."

Yang Sheng's father clutched his ribs. "I merely hoped you could tell Teacher Zhao about my family's situation and ask for some leniency. Though I was at fault, I was not the one who initiated it."

"That day, you were the one who told me the event needed funding!"

The silent Zhao Huan seemed to come back to life upon hearing this.

He pointed at Yang Sheng's father. "You old man, you look honest enough, but you've got just as many schemes as your son. You're making empty claims here. Did Li Yan really ask you for this so-called event funding?"

Li Yan slightly raised his chin. Faced with Yang Sheng's father's accusation without evidence—

All he needed to do was remain silent and deny it.

But the next second, Yang Sheng's father tremblingly pulled a voice recorder from his clothes.

"I... I have a recording."

The moment he said that, Li Yan, who had remained calm all along, was no longer calm.

He instantly turned his head, his eyes fixed firmly on the recorder in Yang Sheng's father's hand.

Li Yan's voice came through clearly from the recorder.

"Uncle Yang, I may be the class monitor, but I don't have the authority to decide whether a student stays or leaves. You should know that this Class-Divided Cultivation policy is mandatory from above."

"Yang Sheng has been my sparring partner for three years, and I think quite well of him too. But this matter is truly difficult to handle, and leniency cannot be obtained merely by talking. Events need funding as well."

"Prepare ten thousand yuan in cash this afternoon. I can help you think of a solution."

The recording ended, and Yang Sheng's father tremblingly put it away again.

Yang Sheng, sitting beside him, drew a deep breath.

This was the first time he had heard the conversation between his father and Li Yan.

His fists clenched tightly, and the muscles in his back twitched rapidly.

But a moment later, he suppressed his anger.

Now was not yet the time to challenge Li Yan directly.

After hearing the recording, Zhao Huan, who had originally wanted to jump out and say something for his beloved student, fell silent again as though he had eaten a second pile of shit.

Principal Tang said, "Li Yan, according to the school's code of student conduct, you have violated its rules. What do you have to say?"

Li Yan stood up and glanced at Yang Sheng.

Then he turned and left.

"I'll have someone bring the money back later."

With that, he slammed the door and left.

Principal Tang turned to Zhao Huan.

"Teacher Zhao, what do you have to say?"

Zhao Huan said, "Nothing to say."

Principal Tang nodded. "Then let me tell you about Wang Meng. The Board of Trustees has just sent word that the school has decided to immediately expel Wang Meng. Do you have any objections?"

Zhao Huan also stood up at that moment.

"I have no objections. But Teacher Jiang, remember this: the school assessment is in three days. You may be smiling this time, but I hope you can still smile three days from now."

Jiang Tian's smile grew even wider at Zhao Huan's words.

"At least I'm smiling quite happily right now, aren't I, Teacher Zhao?"

After Zhao Huan left in anger.

Only then did Principal Tang say to Yang Sheng, "The school will take full responsibility for your father's injuries. However, there is one thing. Your father also caused a negative impact on the school this time, so he may not be permitted to enter the school for some time in the future."

Yang Sheng nodded.

For the school to go this far was already more than generous.

Before long, Li Yan indeed arranged for someone to return the ten thousand yuan in cash to Yang Sheng's father.

Looking at the recovered cash, Yang Sheng's father carefully tucked it into his clothes.

At Jiang Tian's instruction, Liu Chang brought Yang Sheng and his father to the school infirmary.

Though Bay City Martial Arts High School's infirmary was called an infirmary only in name.

Its facilities were truly on par with a top-tier hospital.

It could handle students' accidental injuries at the first opportunity.

They were thoroughly familiar with injuries like Yang Sheng's father's rib injury and quickly treated it.

Yang Sheng's father had a deep impression of Liu Chang.

He asked, "Young lady, you were the one who helped Xiaosheng out the night before last, right?"

Liu Chang nodded. "Yes, Uncle. Yang Sheng and I are classmates, so it was only right that I helped him. Teacher Jiang Tian instructed us to do so as well."

Yang Sheng's father asked, "And what kind of teacher is this Teacher Jiang Tian? How come I heard that Yang Sheng doesn't seem to have to leave school anymore and was even transferred to another class?"

At that moment, the nurse beside them said, "Who hasn't heard of Teacher Jiang Tian? He's the homeroom teacher of Bay City Martial Arts High School's High-Aspiration Class."

"Bay City Martial Arts High School's High-Aspiration Class..."

"The High-Aspiration Class!"

Yang Sheng's father's mind exploded.

Only now did he realize.

Yang Sheng had gone from a student about to be urged to withdraw from school to a student in the High-Aspiration Class!

Liu Chang said teasingly, "And not only that, Teacher Jiang thinks very highly of Yang Sheng. He's personally teaching him Eight Extremes Fist one-on-one. I've never heard of any student receiving the treatment Yang Sheng has."

Yang Sheng's father looked at Yang Sheng, who stood silently beside him, and was utterly shocked.

Is this really my son?!