Everyone turned toward the source of the voice.
Xue Qinghe strolled over as leisurely as if walking through a quiet courtyard, with several guards following behind him.
Xue Qinghe first looked at Ning Fengzhi. His gaze shifted almost imperceptibly before delight spread across his face.
"Teacher, what brings you here?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded in response.
"Qinghe, you're here!"
Xue Qinghe bowed to Ning Fengzhi as a student greeting his teacher, then nodded to Sunday.
"Sir, I'm truly sorry for putting you in this difficult position!"
When Xue Xing saw that Xue Qinghe had ignored him all this time, he gave a cold snort.
"What, do you no longer have any regard for your imperial uncle?"
At Xue Xing's words, Xue Qinghe's expression became impassive again.
"Oh? Why would you say that, Imperial Uncle?"
Xue Xing snorted, then met Xue Qinghe's gaze.
"This man has gathered people to train as death sworn retainers! For the empire's safety, I must arrest him!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe took out a rolled document.
"On whose orders? I know nothing of this, and neither does Father. What is this? Since when could you act without the empire's authorization, Imperial Uncle Xue Xing?"
Every word of Xue Qinghe's speech struck like a pearl of wisdom, making the expressions of everyone present shift again and again.
Xue Xing in particular had lost every trace of color in his face, for he had seen the document in Xue Qinghe's hand.
"An official document from the Heaven Dou Empire. Imperial Brother..."
Xue Xing no longer had any desire to argue. Xue Qinghe had pinned such a grave accusation on him that it was enough to keep him confined to his residence for a long time.
Even Xue Ye had already approved this matter. Continuing to argue would only harm him.
"We're leaving!"
With that, Xue Xing returned to his carriage. Seeing this, the guards behind him also left Sunday's doorstep.
Only after Xue Xing departed did Xue Qinghe approach Sunday, his face full of apology.
"I'm truly sorry, sir. Xue Xing is my imperial uncle, after all, so there's little I can do to him!"
Sunday shook his head.
"Not at all, Your Highness. Without your help, I'm afraid I would have ended up in prison today!"
Ning Fengzhi also smiled as he greeted Xue Qinghe.
"Qinghe, you're here. I was just talking about you with Mr. Sunday! Honestly, child, why didn't you come to your teacher when you ran into difficulties?"
Xue Qinghe froze briefly, then took the offered slope to make an easy descent, smiling in agreement.
"I was simply afraid of troubling you, Teacher!"
Sunday stepped aside and addressed the three of them.
"Your Highness, Sect Master Ning, Senior Sword Douluo, let's talk inside!"
"Certainly!"
The four returned to the hall and sat down. Xue Qinghe handed the document to Sunday with a delighted expression.
Puzzled by his actions, Sunday accepted the document and opened it, only to find himself rather speechless.
It stated that Xue Ye understood his concern for the people and had specially granted him an official post, but it said nothing about what position he would hold or where he would serve.
Sunday hardly needed to think to know that this had to be Xue Qinghe's doing.
"This... Your Highness!"
Sunday did not know whether to laugh or cry. Who actually chased someone down to make them an official?
"No position is specified here. May I ask what His Majesty has arranged?"
The sharp-eyed Ning Fengzhi had naturally read every word on the document, and he was also curious about what Xue Qinghe was planning.
After talking with Sunday up to this point, he had only found him unusually eloquent. He had sent people to investigate as well, but they had discovered nothing exceptional about him.
He did not understand why Xue Qinghe was so persistent. After all, this document bore Xue Ye's signature, which gave it an entirely different significance.
Xue Qinghe smiled at the two of them.
"This was, of course, my request. I would like Mr. Sunday to serve as an adviser at the crown prince's residence.
"However, considering that Mr. Sunday might have objections, I left it blank so you could choose for yourself."
Hearing Xue Qinghe's words, Ning Fengzhi inwardly noted how meticulous he was.
If Sunday chose to become an adviser, that would mean siding with the crown prince's faction!
If he declined and wanted some other official post, the opportunity to fill it in himself would still leave Sunday owing Xue Qinghe an enormous favor. There would still be opportunities in the future!
When Sunday heard that he was being asked to serve as Qian Renxue's adviser, every fiber of his being resisted.
How could I go? Wouldn't I have to work? How would I put my seven-day weekend into practice?
If he were not collecting the Order Law, his life right now should have been Sunday today and Sunday tomorrow!
Who would open a charity hall for no reason? I absolutely can't become an adviser.
It has to be a job with little work, plenty of money, and freedom!
Sunday thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up. Wasn't just such a job right in front of him?
"Ahem. I appreciate your kindness, Your Highness, but I actually have quite an interest in teaching about Martial Souls!"
"Well..."
Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, both rather surprised. He wanted to become a teacher, but the crucial question was whether he had the ability!
"I never imagined you had studied Martial Souls as well, sir. You truly keep your mountains and waters hidden!
"However... becoming a Martial Soul teacher does require..."
Xue Qinghe did not finish, but Sunday already understood what she meant.
"Rest assured, Your Highness. I do have some skills, and I am by no means exaggerating!"
Isn't it just a matter of rings? A little Path power will take care of those!
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe could only nod. He was still very accommodating toward Sunday!
"Then what rank of teacher would you like to become, Mr. Sunday?
"You may not know this, but teachers at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy are divided into Heaven Micro, Heaven Ultimate, and Heaven Dou ranks.
"Each rank has a different Soul Power requirement, and even the lowest, Heaven Micro, requires level forty Soul Power!"
Sunday gave it some thought before replying.
"I would like to serve as a teaching consultant. Would that be possible?"
"A nominal post?"
Both Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were surprised to hear this.
After all that, he only wants a nominal post. This man thinks carefully. Perhaps he isn't as simple as he appears...
Ning Fengzhi now attached greater importance to Sunday. He did not believe the matter was that simple!
Xue Qinghe, on the other hand, was not all that surprised. Sunday's behavior yesterday had already suggested that this was simply his nature.
"Of course! Having you as a consultant would be a blessing for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"With a teacher who cares for the people as you do at the academy, I believe those students will certainly change as well!"
After speaking, Xue Qinghe stood up. He had achieved his objective, and there were more important matters to attend to!
"Since you've made your decision, Mr. Sunday, I'll take you to the academy tomorrow to assume your post!
"Please rest well today. I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave!
"You needn't worry about the charity hall. I'll send people to take it over, and it will remain just as it was!
"Teacher, I'll be going ahead. Farewell!"
With that, Xue Qinghe headed out of the courtyard.
Xue Xing, we'll settle our accounts slowly!
Ning Fengzhi nodded with a faint smile as he watched Xue Qinghe leave.
He then turned to Sunday.
"Since Qinghe has left, I shouldn't shamelessly overstay my welcome either. As it happens, my daughter will also be going to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy tomorrow.
"Mr. Sunday, we'll meet again tomorrow! I'll take my leave as well. Please don't trouble yourself to see us out!"
With that, Ning Fengzhi also stood and left Sunday's house with Chen Xin.
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