Chu Tianxing was completely bewildered by Wang Zheng's words. He was initially quite excited, but when he heard Wang Zheng say something about "stirring up trouble," he immediately retaliated with another bolt of lightning.
However, this time the lightning only swept across Wang Zheng, and it even seemed to have a touch of gentleness in it.
Then Chu Tianxing finally smiled, stroked his short beard, and tapped Wang Zheng's head, saying:
"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. Is the phrase 'stirring up trouble' even a proper way to describe me?"
But after thinking about it carefully, I think what you said makes some sense. Let me consider it some more. You should shut up for now and not say anything.
"This grown man just keeps babbling on and on, more effeminate than an old woman, it's giving me a headache..."
Wang Zheng wasn't angry at the arrogant old man; he just wanted to settle accounts with him later when the old man recovered.
Even if this old man Chu really does turn into a dragon, Young Master Wang doesn't care.
His imagined creature was the Zheng, one of the nine ancient ferocious beasts, along with the Hou, which feeds on dragons. Wang Zheng didn't think his future combat ability would be weaker than that of a star official in the Heavenly Court.
As for now, I'll jot this down in my notebook and deal with it later...
Seeing his principal close his eyes to rest and contemplate the future, Wang Zheng didn't disturb him. He took out the locator, made minor adjustments to the direction, and continued heading south towards Beijing.
Against the backdrop of a sky full of stars, the crimson cloud transformed into a streak of light and gradually disappeared into the distance until it was no longer visible.
...
After that, Chu Tianxing didn't speak again; he was carefully considering the feasibility of Wang Zheng's statement.
Wang Zheng didn't say anything more, but occasionally he would cast a holy light on the old man to repair his damaged body, even if it was a little wasted.
In silence, and with Wang Zheng carefully avoiding all dangers, he saw the outline of Jingnan City in the distance in less than four hours.
Only then did Wang Zheng finally relax completely.
He gazed at the familiar scenery of the city, watching as light snow continued to fall in the southern part of Beijing under the night sky.
Feeling the temperature still around zero degrees Celsius in southern Beijing in early spring, Wang Zheng thoughtfully took out a jacket from his principal's storage space.
However, Wang Zheng's gentleness was met with a barrage of insults from Old Man Chu.
"I was only slightly injured, and my strength has decreased a little. No matter what, I am still an Awakened One whose strength far exceeds that of an A-rank. What do you mean by this, kid? Do you really think I'm going to die?"
Wang Zheng rolled his eyes helplessly. He hadn't expected the old man to be so sensitive. He was really taking his good intentions for granted. He deserved to freeze to death.
Without further ado, he changed direction and went straight to Jingnan University, where he descended into the clouds under the moonlight.
After setting the old man down at the martial arts hall, an exhausted Chu Tianxing brushed away Wang Zheng's hand that tried to help him up, insisting on walking back on his own.
Wang Zheng watched as the stubborn and strong-willed old man walked into the room and closed the door. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and left.
After leaving the martial arts school, he felt a bit agitated and then wandered around the deserted school aimlessly.
"Damn it, I can't avoid it anyway, so what if I get yelled at?!"
Wang Zheng stopped in front of the artificial lake in front of his dormitory, then gritted his teeth and took out his phone, only to find that it was long gone after so many days.
I took out several spare batteries from the storage space and tested them one by one. Fortunately, one of them still had some charge.
After persevering until the phone was turned on, Wang Zheng looked at the battery indicator, which was now only a sliver of power. He cursed under his breath for being ripped off by the grocery store owner again, and then quickly dialed Chu Xiaoman's number.
The girl on the other end of the phone was initially quite happy to see it was Wang Zheng calling, but her expression immediately changed after hearing Wang Zheng's first words: "I want to see Chu Jingnan."
She pushed open the door, threw her phone inside, and stormed off in a huff.
Chu Jingnan, who was meditating in the cultivation room, looked completely bewildered. However, after seeing that the phone screen was still lit up and displayed Wang Zheng's name, he hesitated for a moment before finally answering the call.
After hearing his voice, Wang Zheng briefly explained Chu Tianxing's situation. Then, just a few minutes later, a bolt of lightning silently struck beside him.
"You only said the old man was injured, and quite seriously. What exactly happened? Where is the old man? What do you mean he cracked open?"
After Chu Jingnan finished asking his question, a rumble of thunder came from the distant horizon, which was enough to show how anxious he was to come.
Seeing Chu Jingnan, who was still impeccably dressed and as dashing as ever in the middle of the night, Wang Zheng felt a pang of guilt, even though his expression remained calm.
He stubbornly believed that the majority of the reason for Old Man Chu's injury was his own fault, so he found it difficult to talk about it.
"Teacher Chu, please don't worry. The principal is at the martial arts academy right now. It's not that the person has split open, it's the brain core..."
I know he probably doesn't want me to tell you all this, and I don't want to provoke him at this time, which is why I arranged to meet you outside.
As for the principal's situation, it's somewhat complicated.
It happened suddenly, and the news probably hasn't spread yet. Specifically, several cities on the Yunnan-Guizhou border were simultaneously attacked by the Demon King, and then…”
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