"Didn't you see he was doing his schoolwork? If I keep bothering him, he'll think I'm being a bit unreasonable and immature."
Hearing Wang Shuhe's words, the girl next to her immediately got goosebumps.
"Hiss--" He shook his body.
"You haven't actually fallen for him, have you?"
Wang Shuhe held her heart in her hands, radiating a sweet aura of love.
She remarked with emotion, "I used to not understand why our ancestors would remain unmarried for life for a man, but now I finally understand what it means to have a single encounter that ruins one's life."
"Hiss--Hiss hiss hiss--"
His companions all gasped in shock.
The girl next to him, in particular, had goosebumps all over her body, and even her body hair stood on end.
He acted as if he was a complete novice when he first met Wang Shuhe.
" Shuhe, no offense, but there's an age gap between you two. He's only 17, and you're 26, a full nine years older. And I've also heard that Qingwu's school beauty Lan Shengxue, has something going on with him. So, whether it's age or looks, you're clearly at a disadvantage."
"So what?" Wang Shuhe said dismissively. "I admit, I'm not as pretty as Lan Shengxue, but I don't think the age difference is a disadvantage. You know, most boys these days prefer older women. Older women are so great—emotionally stable, financially independent, and caring. They're guaranteed to make their younger brothers happy and carefree every day."
"I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore," the girl rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and forced a smile.
"Then I wish you success!"
"Success is a must. I'll go find him as soon as this mission is over. I also need to go back to our ancestor and ask her to pass on some more wisdom."
After Jiang Fan and Ye Qizhen returned to the main group, they were about to set off when they were surrounded by a group of men in black robes.
"It's the Church of Justice."
These days he has developed a considerable grudge against the Church of Justice, and he is extremely familiar with their attire.
"Did you come for you?" Jiang Fan turned his head to look at Ye Qizhen.
"I guess so?"
As soon as Ye Qizhen finished speaking, the Holy Son of the Church of Justice walked in from behind, his gaze falling on Jiang Fan.
He had no grudge against Jiang Fan, and the reason he came was simply because he didn't like a genius overshadowing him.
But upon seeing Jiang Fan's face, which was even more handsome than in the photos, and recalling her own disfigurement, an overwhelming surge of jealousy and murderous intent instantly overwhelmed her.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if Jiang Fan had killed his entire family.
Ye Qizhen blinked, a little taken aback.
"Huh? Old Jiang, do you have a grudge against him? I get the feeling he'd like to chop him up and feed him to the dogs?"
Jiang Fan was also confused. Did the other party know that he was the person in the Zhou Family Secret Realm?
That shouldn't be the case; he doesn't remember giving himself away at all.
Before Jiang Fan could figure it out, the Holy Son of the Church of Justice gritted his teeth and glared at him, saying, "Heh, a genius? Today, I, the Holy Son, will make you sleep in a coffin!"
After speaking, the Holy Son of the Church of Justice raised his hand.
"Kill Jiang Fan, and while you're at it, kill Ye Qizhen too."
"Huh? I just happened to be there?" Ye Qizhen couldn't believe her ears.
It should be noted that in the eyes of the world, he is Spirit Master, and a Intermediate Psychic at that, while Jiang Fan's identity has not been revealed.
Logically speaking, at least on the surface, shouldn't his status be higher than Jiang Fan's?
Just then...
"What a Church of Justice! How dare they attack and kill my Yuanwu genius!"
As the cold, sharp shout subsided, Lu Chengjun emerged from his hiding place with two teachers.
"Holy Son, stop wasting words with them and get to work." These words came from the black-robed figure standing to the left of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
The style of clothing worn by this man in black robes was slightly different from the others, indicating that he was of humble but extraordinary status.
He was the fourth elder of the Church of Justice, a master of the Middle Stage of the Ninth Rank.
The other person, also dressed in a distinctive black robe, standing to the right of the Holy Son, is the Seventh Elder of the Church of Justice, whose strength is at the Early-Stage Ninth Rank.
"Make your move." Even the Holy Son of the Church of Justice knew the adage that villains die from talking too much.
Although he never saw himself as a villain, but rather as someone representing true justice, it's best not to cause any unnecessary trouble.
" Jiang Fan, you and Ye Qizhen take the students and run! Leave this to us!"
Facing two top experts, Lu Chengjun, a Middle Stage of the Ninth Rank fighter, was under considerable pressure.
Because the two teachers he brought were only Seventh Rank and Eighth Rank, they were basically useless. It would be a blessing if they could help him temporarily hold off the two top experts on the other side.
Jiang Fan, like Ye Qizhen, is not a pretentious person.
They turned and ran with the senior students, without any hesitation.
"Trying to run?"
The Holy Son of the Church of Justice drew his bow and shot an arrow, aiming at the back of Jiang Fan's head.
"Call out--"
The arrow shot out, sharp and domineering.
Jiang Fan didn't even turn his head; he simply tilted his head slightly and easily dodged the attack.
"Um?"
The Holy Son of the Church of Justice looked slightly surprised; that arrow just now was undeniably fast and powerful.
Even if you face it head-on, completely dodging it isn't an easy thing.
Jiang Fan didn't even turn his head, easily dodging the attack.
Do he have eyes in the back of his head?
"No! I know!" The Holy Son of the Church of Justice's gaze fell on Ye Qizhen.
It wasn't that Jiang Fan had eyes in the back of his head; it must have been Ye Qizhen who reminded him.
This is one of the advantages of Spirit Master.
"So what? None of you are getting away today! Chase them!"
As Jiang Fan ran ahead, he used his Psychic Power to scan the situation behind him.
Judging from the aura emanating from them, this group of people are generally between the Fourth Rank and Sixth Rank, with the highest being the Late-Stage Sixth Rank, so they are not a great threat to him.
But the premise is that he can unleash his strongest combat power without any scruples, which means revealing that he is Advanced Psychic.
Exposing himself is absolutely out of the question; it's his trump card for survival.
Before one's strength becomes absolutely overwhelming, one should not easily reveal it.
But we can't delay any longer.
With pursuers closing in, and this group of senior students dragging them down, the situation was dire.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Fan turned to look at the Holy Son of the Church of Justice and raised his middle finger.
"You ugly bastard, if you can catch me today, I'll be your grandfather; if you can't, then you'll be my grandson."
Upon hearing this,
Both the fleeing senior student and the pursuing Holy Son of the Church of Justice were stunned.
No one expected that Jiang Fan would dare to say such suicidal things under these circumstances.
"You're asking for death!" the Holy Son of the Church of Justice roared, his teeth practically grinding to powder.
hiss--
The Church of Justice crowd gasped in shock.
Now, what their holy son cares about most is his own face.
A few days ago, a subordinate merely glanced at the Holy Son, and was accused of mocking his ugliness, and was subsequently torn to pieces.