The snow in southern Beijing is getting heavier and heavier, and the damp and cold weather unique to the south seems to be freezing the whole world.

Since there were no student activities on the campus of Jingnan University, the roads were covered with thick snow, and everything was a white expanse.

Snowflakes drifted down, landing on people with a chilling cold, and the biting wind made Chu Xiaoman, who was walking on the road, shiver involuntarily.

After all, she was just an ordinary Awakener who had only been awakened for half a year. Her spiritual energy limit was limited, and her physical fitness was far inferior to Wang Zheng's. In this cold weather, she couldn't help but bury her face in her warm fur scarf.

Chu Xiaoman lowered her head and breathed out a breath of warm air, which warmed her face, which was already a little frozen. Only her two dark eyes were visible above the scarf.

She walked ahead alone, kicking at the snow on the road, and turned to Wang Zheng, feigning composure, asking:

"Wang Zheng, tell me the truth, was Grandpa seriously injured this time?"

Upon hearing Chu Xiaoman's question, Wang Zheng was visibly taken aback, and this sudden pause was immediately noticed by Chu Xiaoman, who was secretly observing his expression.

Chu Xiaoman is not stupid; on the contrary, she is smarter than most people, but this is all hidden by her usual mischievousness and naivety.

Otherwise, when Wang Zheng wasn't around, Wu Huan and He Yiyi's group of girlfriends wouldn't have followed her lead so readily, since she was the youngest.

Chu Xiaoman had actually noticed it at home and had some suspicions in her mind. After all, after her grandfather returned from Yunnan, Wang Zheng and her father's attitude towards the old man was somewhat different from usual.

Although the father, who usually had minor arguments every three days and major arguments every five days, wasn't exactly friendly towards his grandfather, at least he wasn't as deliberately targeting him as before.

This was the first time since Grandma passed away that Father had stopped treating Grandpa coldly and confrontationally.

After all, his grandmother's death had caused him great distress, and his father always said that his grandfather had killed his grandmother, and therefore held a grudge against him.

Although Chu Xiaoman didn't know exactly what happened back then, since she wasn't even born yet, it was a taboo topic in her family, and no one ever dared to mention it.

But this incident left a shadow in my father's heart, and it was under the influence of this shadow that my father's temper became more and more irritable, especially his attitude towards my grandfather, which became extremely bad.

However, after so many years of resentment, his attitude suddenly changed after his grandfather returned from Yunnan. Although it hadn't reached the point of "burying the hatchet," it was hard not to wonder if something had happened to his grandfather.

And speaking of Wang Zheng, this stingy and miserly guy gave her so many good things this time. Chu Xiaoman definitely didn't believe that her grandfather wasn't involved.

Moreover, if this were in the past, being ranked last on the Grandmaster list would have been a sure thing for his grandfather, given his bad temper; he would have gone straight to the Northern Capital to cause trouble without a second thought, without even needing to make a phone call...

Wang Zheng wasn't surprised that Chu Xiaoman could see through these things, but he was a little unsure how to face this girl who was trying so hard to remain calm.

He was thinking of laughing it off or making up a white lie.

Logically speaking, Wang Zheng had lied to Chu Xiaoman so many times that he couldn't even count them all, so he shouldn't have any psychological burden. But when he saw those clear and bright eyes, all the complicated words he had in his mind couldn't be uttered.

Wang Zheng turned his head away, avoiding meeting those expectant yet somewhat apprehensive eyes, but still nodded in acknowledgment.

"Yes, he's injured. But there's no danger to his life, only a significant decrease in his strength, which is why he's ranked last on the Grandmaster list."

Wang Zheng smiled casually, patted her head, and brushed the snow off her hair.

"It's alright. No one goes to war without getting hurt. Trust me, the principal will recover soon."

Then, looking firmly at the little girl in front of him, he said, word by word:

"I assure you!"

Looking at Wang Zheng's serious expression, Chu Xiaoman forced back the tears welling up in her eyes and nodded heavily.

"Yes! I believe you!"

The two figures gradually disappeared into the distance in the wind and snow, finally parting ways at the road leading to the staff area and the school gate, one going right and the other forward, and soon they were out of sight.

After leaving the school gate, Wang Zheng, feeling troubled, did not go straight home, but instead slowly walked along the road covered in silver.

Before he knew it, he had walked quite a distance. In a daze, Wang Zheng could see the little girl's tearful face everywhere.

When he came to his senses, he had no idea where he was.

Looking around, although many shops on the street were closed, the red wrappers of firecrackers were scattered all over the snow, making it look very festive.

In the residential area along the street, wisps of heat were rising from the windows of every household.

The tireless children tumbled and rolled in the thick snowdrifts, covered in fine snow, laughing heartily, before their parents rushed out, grabbed them by the ears, and gave them a beating and scolding.

Gradually, the children running around the neighborhood beyond the fence, their little faces red from the cold, all began to resemble Chu Xiaoman, and then they shouted in our direction:

"It's all your fault that my grandfather was harmed! It's all your fault, you jinx, you jinx!"

"It's all your fault...it's all your fault..."

Just as Wang Zheng was about to explain, the little round face that had been crying with tears streaming down its face suddenly transformed into Chu Jingnan, who was wearing glasses and had a serious expression.

He looked at him with disdain. Although he didn't say a word, his contemptuous gaze was as sharp as a razor, as if it could cut flesh from his body piece by piece.

Wang Zheng felt as if he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, and then he suddenly woke up.

Before his eyes, the snow was still snow, and the people were still people, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

However, Wang Zheng immediately became alert, and after finding nothing unusual around him, he immediately cast a holy light on himself.

Feeling the surging life force within his body and realizing that no demons were causing trouble, Wang Zheng gradually relaxed.

What am I thinking about all of this suddenly? When did I become so sentimental?

Wang Zheng shook his head vigorously to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts, then rubbed his face hard to keep himself awake.

Gradually, his gaze became firm, and he no longer hesitated.

Wang Zheng looked at the southwest sky and cursed viciously:

"It's just a minor demon king's inner core, let's deal with it!"

"Damn it, next time I'll take it all, interest and revenge, and dig out your inner core—all in one go!"