"I'm afraid that if I leave, someone will bully my teacher."
The reason sounded laughable. Simple and sincere though it was, it really was not something a bureaucrat, a politician, ought to say.
Yet he had used that very reason to refuse to leave, come hell or high water, and had remained in Phoenix City to this very day.
And now, Qin Fangyang had actually jumped out to challenge just such a man, his intentions unclear...
Even calling his intentions unclear rested on the fact that Qin Fangyang was a teacher at Second High School and had helped expose this Witch Alliance plot. Had it been anyone else, it would not have been a matter of unclear intentions, but sinister designs. He might even have been killed on the spot!
In fact, everyone present at that moment was utterly furious-
"Qin Fangyang!" Li Changjiang roared. "What are you trying to do?!"
Qin Fangyang's chest heaved violently, his face flushed crimson. He swallowed hard, again and again, staring fixedly toward the old woman.
But by now, the crowd had completely blocked her from view. He could not see so much as a trace of her.
Still, he refused to give up, continuing to stare unwaveringly.
His voice was hoarse, as though his throat had been torn apart for a hundred years. He rasped, "I just want to ask... who is this? What is her name? Does she recognize... me?"
The corners of his eyes had begun to split from how hard he strained to open them wide. It was no longer merely a look that threatened to split them-they really had split.
Director Jiang stood before him, his aura more imposing than ever, his cultivation raised to its utmost. He was clearly prepared for a fight to the death, an