Expelling Me Again (3)

"Heh!" Wang Feng sneered. "How impressive! Look at you, following the dean around really has its perks! Even your words are so bold. Having someone at your back really does make all the difference!"

"Wang Feng, you! You're far too arrogant!"

"Arrogant? Me?" Wang Feng stared at Ma Hongjun with an exaggerated expression, pointed at Yu Xiaogang, then at the member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind him. He demanded loudly, "Come on, tell me. The dean's own nephew treated this cafeteria like his own home, insulted a student born a commoner, even openly attacked him, and wanted him thrown out. He also said that anyone born a commoner wasn't fit to eat on the third floor. Tell me, what do you call that?"

"I... he, he was wrong, but you still shouldn't have killed him!"

"He wanted to kill me. Was I supposed to stand there and let him kill me without fighting back? If that's how it is, come over here and let me slaughter you. You're not allowed to fight back."

"You-hmph!" Ma Hongjun snorted coldly. Unable to argue with Wang Feng, he said no more.

But then Tang San stepped forward again and looked at Wang Feng. "Wang Feng, with your strength, he was no match for you. You could easily have subdued him and handed him over to the academy, but you chose to kill him. Do you really think you did nothing wrong?"

"Did I do something wrong? Tang San, don't you think this is simply how the world works? Think about it. Back then, I had just completed the awakening ceremony and didn't even count as a Soul Master, yet a Titled Douluo nearly killed me. Tell me, who was I supposed to go to for justice? Tell me, does the person who wanted to kill me back then know they were wrong now?" Wang Feng demanded, his face cold.

"I..." Tang San's face instantly turned ashen. He opened his mouth, but couldn't get a single word out.

Yu Xiaogang caught his breath and glared at Wang Feng. "He bullied other students, and the academy would have dealt with him. It wasn't your place to punish him! You've repeatedly defied the academy's rules, and there's no place for you at the Holy Academy anymore. Even if Bibi Dong herself comes to plead for you today, I'll still expel you!"

"Heh!" Wang Feng sneered, staring at Yu Xiaogang with some disgust. "If the dean wants to expel me, it's not as though he can't. But I'd like to ask you, Dean, when the Holy Academy was established, wasn't it made clear that every student admitted would be treated equally?"

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. He seemed to have guessed what Wang Feng was going to say, but almost everyone on the continent knew the answer to Wang Feng's question. He had no other answer to give. "It was clearly announced."

"Since you know that, Dean, I'd like to ask you this: even a place to eat is divided into ranks and classes. Is this your idea of fairness? Or is it that you, as dean, have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind you, so you can look down on students born as commoners too?"

"You! I meant nothing of the sort." Yu Xiaogang's face was so dark it looked ready to drip water. The accusation Wang Feng had pinned on him was far too heavy, but he had no room to refute it.

"If you meant nothing of the sort, Dean, then why was this allowed to continue for a whole year? Were you completely unaware of it? Is today your first time eating here?"

"I was indeed negligent in this matter." Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to bow his head. After all, nearly every student in the inner academy was eating. After Wang Feng had shouted like that, he couldn't be sure about the first floor, but everyone on the second floor would definitely have heard him loud and clear.

Wang Feng smiled coldly. "Can a single admission of negligence make up for the hurt the students have suffered?"

"Wang Feng, you insolent brat!"

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, a voice filled with anger suddenly rang out. Immediately afterward, a figure rushed in through the window, heading straight for Wang Feng.

"Wang Feng, you dared kill a member of my clan! You'll die today!"

The man roared and raised a hand to strike Wang Feng.

"Get lost!"

But just then, a voice filled with killing intent rang out without warning, and a figure appeared beside Wang Feng like a ghostly shadow.

The man's palm was less than a finger's width from Wang Feng, but it came to an abrupt halt. He then retreated several steps.

"G-Ghost Douluo!"

The elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan saw the figure standing beside Wang Feng, and sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He was only a Soul Saint in his seventies. Facing a Titled Douluo, he found it hard to stay calm, especially when it was a Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall.

"You want to attack the Holy Son?" Gui Mei asked, his expression cold and his voice exceptionally icy.

An uproar broke out!

Everyone on the third floor was shocked by Gui Mei's words, and the whole place erupted in commotion.

"Holy Son? He's Spirit Hall's Holy Son!"

"Spirit Hall actually has a Holy Son too."

"How is that possible? How could Spirit Hall make a disciple from another family its Holy Son?"

"Wang Feng is actually Spirit Hall's Holy Son. No wonder, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant and openly kill someone."

Holy Son. Wang Feng was Spirit Hall's Holy Son. This was earth-shattering news, and no one could remain calm.

"A-a misunderstanding. I only came to demand an explanation," the man said, his face ashen. He hadn't expected Wang Feng to suddenly acquire the title of Holy Son either.

Gui Mei snorted coldly without speaking and looked at Wang Feng instead. Clearly, he was leaving the rest for Wang Feng to handle himself.

Wang Feng looked at Gui Mei in confusion. "Uncle Gui, what's this about a Holy Son?"

"Your Holy Son, Her Holiness the Pope just sent word that, from today onward, you are Spirit Hall's Holy Son and will be first in line to inherit the position of Spirit Hall's next Pope."

Gui Mei hadn't spoken loudly, but he hadn't spoken for Wang Feng's ears alone, either. Many people heard him, and once again, everyone was shocked.

The next Pope's heir. What did that mean?

If anyone dared to harm Wang Feng, they would truly be provoking all of Spirit Hall!

"What?!"

Wang Feng cried out and stared at Gui Mei in shock, feeling that Gui Mei was joking with him. He glanced at Qian Renxue, who was sitting in the corner. She was just as she had been before, as though she hadn't heard a thing.

"Uncle Gui, is that true? You haven't made a mistake, have you? You're not joking with me, are you?" Wang Feng asked, full of doubt.

"There is no need for concern, Your Holy Son. Naturally, I wouldn't dare lie about such a matter," Gui Mei said respectfully, showing no sign of falsehood.

Wang Feng nodded slightly, though he still found it hard to believe. He didn't dwell on it, however. He could simply ask his teacher when he had the chance, and then he would understand.

He turned to the elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and asked with a smile, "You want an explanation?"

The man frowned deeply and stared at Wang Feng in silence for a moment, but finally said, "Your Holy Son, please tell me why you killed a member of my clan."

"I don't think you should be asking me for an explanation. You should be asking the dean." Wang Feng turned a smiling gaze on Yu Xiaogang and continued, "And if you don't mind, sorry to trouble you, but please help me demand an explanation too. How is it that I was simply eating a meal and someone wanted to kill me? At a Holy Academy like this, one really has to worry about one's safety!"

"You!"

The man was so angry he nearly burst into curses. Wasn't Wang Feng himself the greatest threat in the entire Holy Academy? In just over a year, he had already killed two members of the man's clan, yet shamelessly made a fuss about his own safety.

"What, do you have a problem with that? You should know I was only defending myself. If someone wants to kill me, I'm not going to wait around. Why use words when you can use your fists?"

"Hmph!"

The man snorted coldly. Knowing he wouldn't get anything out of this, he simply turned and left.

"Dean, I'm not an unreasonable person. Since you're the dean, if you can't put a stop to conduct like this, which does nothing to inspire the students' fighting spirit and instead hurts them, then I'm sorry, but if you want to expel me, I'm afraid no one will accept it! After all, what I did could be considered standing up for the majority of the commoner students and rooting out darkness and evil! Wouldn't you agree?"

Wang Feng looked at Yu Xiaogang with another broad smile, placing himself on the moral high ground.

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't utter a word. Wang Feng had placed himself on the side of the commoner students' interests. Regardless of whether he had been right before, if Yu Xiaogang insisted on having his way now, it would be tantamount to accepting everything Wang Feng had said.

But if he really let Wang Feng off without any punishment, he would not only bear tremendous pressure himself, but his authority within the academy would also suffer greatly.

Tang San saw his teacher's predicament. He stared at Wang Feng, frowning slightly. "Wang Feng, in our fight this afternoon, if you defeat me, it will prove that your talent is the best in the Holy Academy, and Teacher can let what you just did go. But if you lose, you'll leave the academy yourself."

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled. "What if I don't agree?"

"You!"

"Hahaha! Fine, I agree. But don't worry, I won't lose." Wang Feng laughed aloud. With that, he turned and took Batuer and You Wulong to get their food, then returned to the table in the corner.

Batuer and You Wulong stood there, hesitant to sit. In the blink of an eye, Wang Feng's status had changed, and he was Spirit Hall's Holy Son at that. To them, that status was far too frightening.

"What are you standing there for? Sit down!" Wang Feng glared at them, and the two hurriedly sat down in fright.

Qian Renxue sat quietly at the table. The other two girls sat ramrod straight, not daring to say a word, much less look at Wang Feng. Even Hu Liena was much quieter.

Wang Feng wolfed down a few mouthfuls, then suddenly remembered something. He looked up at Batuer and You Wulong and said, "You two remember this: no matter what kind of world you live in, even if you have a heaven-shaking background, if your own fists aren't hard enough, you won't even get the chance to become someone else's stepping stone. Understand?"

"Understood!"

Batuer and You Wulong nodded vigorously, though it was hard to say whether they really understood or were simply frightened by Wang Feng's status.

Wang Feng smiled. "One more thing. No matter how strong you are, remember that a true warrior is a light in the darkness, not the darkness itself. Maybe you don't understand now, but I think one day you will."

With that, Wang Feng bent his head and continued eating. Batuer and You Wulong were taken aback; they really hadn't understood.

Hu Liena hadn't understood either. She wanted to ask, but when she looked at Wang Feng, she didn't dare speak.

Meanwhile, after Yu Xiaogang led Tang San and the others to get their food, they left rather than staying to eat there. Perhaps it was because Wang Feng was there!