"It was me who helped a little."
Jiang Yu suddenly stepped forward and came to Zheng Qing's rescue. "The Zhongshan Jiang Clan and the Qingqiu Su Clan are old family friends, so I asked an elder in my family to write a letter and had Brother Qing take it to Qingqiu Mansion... Actually, Councilwoman Su is much easier to deal with than other Archwizards. She isn't nearly as cold as the newspapers make her out to be..."
Zheng Qing stared in astonishment at the witch beside him, who was lying through her teeth. He did not even notice that the grips on his arms had loosened as the two excited gorillas both came to a realization.
"No wonder!"
Fatty Xin slammed a fist into his palm and shot the young publicly funded student a look full of envy and jealousy. "You could've handed this matter to me entirely. I'm way more eloquent than the captain... I definitely wouldn't have taken this long to get a reply."
When Zheng Qing caught the Fat Wizard's look, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately shut his slightly open mouth while his mind raced. Jiang Yu knew about his relationship with Su Shijun. As he remembered it, Councilor Su had personally revealed it during the Black Prison Battle—on that small patch of battlefield, apart from him, Jiang Yu, and the black cat, there had only been two unconscious teaching assistants.
Of course, those Archwizards on the battlefield with sharp spiritual senses had probably heard something as well. But Archwizards had their own dignity and would not casually gossip to tabloid reporters.
And after the Black Prison Battle, Jiang Yu had never brought it up again.
Zheng Qing had dearly hoped the school's Silent Contract had taken effect, but now it seemed that the witch