Chu Xisheng had drifted on the river for less than half a quarter of an hour when he spotted an Iron Banner Gang boat.
As luck would have it, the man at the helm was once again the Iron Banner Gang's Incense Master, Li Dehou.
He could not help looking astonished when he saw Chu Xisheng. "What a coincidence, Young Hero Chu. Your boat capsized again?"
Chu Xisheng's face darkened slightly, and he cast a cold look beneath the river's surface.
Those damned Heluo Fish just would not let up!
Once he had perfected his blade techniques someday, he would chop them up to go with his wine.
The siblings took Li Dehou's merchant boat to the West Bank, then returned to Zhengyang Martial Academy under the protection of the Female Guard and her two companions.
The journey passed peacefully, without another mishap.
Xie Zhenqing and her Household Guards, however, followed them the whole way.
Notably, the woman had not only put on a veil, but kept her gaze fixed on Chu Xisheng's back.
That gaze was incomparably sharp, like blades, spears, swords, and halberds intent on piercing straight through his body.
Chu Xisheng felt as though needles were pricking his back, too, but he really was in the wrong here. He could only pretend not to notice.
When they reached the academy, Chu Xisheng spotted their Academy Master, Lei Yuan, standing at the main entrance with a large group of academy officials and martial instructors, seemingly waiting for someone.
The moment Lei Yuan saw them, delight spread across his face, and he strode over.
Overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, Chu Xisheng wondered, Surely the Academy Master isn't here to welcome me?
Though he had made something of a splash in Ancient Market Town over the past two days, that