Shouren Academy.
Chen Xinghe watched Hua Xingyun disappear into the distance, his thoughts unreadable for a moment.
"Senior brother."
Xu Qingxiao called out, and Chen Xinghe came back to his senses.
"Junior brother Qingxiao, remember, you absolutely must not get too close to this man. You can play along with him, but nothing more."
Chen Xinghe stressed this to Xu Qingxiao once again.
Because he was increasingly convinced that something was wrong with Hua Xingyun.
"Yes, I understand."
Xu Qingxiao was no fool. Hua Xingyun enjoyed tremendous prestige. Three years ago, his fame in the Capital had been no less than Xu Qingxiao's now. Moreover, he had the Great Wei Literary Palace behind him, impeccable roots and credentials, and such handsome looks. He practically had a protagonist's character sheet.
If someone like that wasn't wild and arrogant?
Then he could be the protagonist, and Xu Qingxiao would go back to the countryside to farm right now.
Ten years of society's brutal beatings had taught Xu Qingxiao one truth: when someone whose accomplishments matched or surpassed yours met you for the first time and immediately showered you with concern and friendliness, they might not necessarily harbor ill intentions, but they certainly couldn't be a true friend.
What was friendship? It began with ordinary acquaintance, gradually grew familiar, and eventually reached the point where you could talk about anything and bare your hearts.
Someone like this? Even if he wasn't a villain, he certainly wasn't a good man either. At least, that was the impression Xu Qingxiao got.
Of course, nothing should be judged too absolutely. What if he really was a good man?
But these days, good men didn't live long.
Xu Qingxiao returned to his study and continued tinkering with his projects.
There was still a long road ahead in