"teacher!"
"Our teacher has arrived!"
Once the ghost king had dissipated, the two scholars hurriedly ran into the courtyard and saw Kong Jia sitting on the ground.
A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.
Seeing this, a thin scholar quickly helped Kong Jia up and asked with concern, "How are you, teacher?"
Another burly scholar cautiously surveyed his surroundings, searching for enemies. However, after scanning the area, he did not see the Soul-Hooking Messenger that his junior brothers had reported. He couldn't help but wonder, "Where is that evil creature?"
Kong Jia's gaze turned somber. "They've already been repelled."
He was still somewhat shaken, after all, the strength that Wang Jian had just displayed had truly shocked him. Even now, recalling that battle, he still found it incredible.
He had come to realize the formidable strength of Wang Jian, and that the gap between them was not small.
The thin, scholarly-looking man gazed at Kong Jia with eyes full of admiration. "I've heard that it's a very powerful evil creature! Teacher, you're truly amazing!"
He knew a bit about the big shots who came this time, and Kong Jia and the abbot of Hanshan Temple were undoubtedly the strongest.
The abbot of Hanshan Temple had already fled, leaving Kong Jia as the only one left to face the Soul Reaper.
Now that he heard that the Soul Reaper had been defeated, he naturally connected the matter with Kong Jia and assumed that Kong Jia was responsible.
Faced with this sudden praise, Kong Jia was somewhat puzzled, "Impressive?"
He was a little embarrassed to say that when he faced that soul-reaping messenger, he was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up. If it weren't for Wang Jian, it would probably have been more than just Dugu Hai.
Even the entire Confucian school and he himself would likely be slaughtered by that soul-reaping messenger.
The burly scholar stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Teacher, I have heard that you have cooperated with the Great Qin?"
Kong Jia's eyes darkened slightly. "Yes."
Kong Jia was also aware of the Confucian stereotypes about the Qin Dynasty. After all, it wasn't just these Confucian scholars; even he himself had previously held such views and had always had things he was dissatisfied with regarding the Qin Dynasty.
But after getting to know him, Kong Jia realized his foolishness, especially after witnessing Wang Jian's strength.
The burly scholar bowed and said, "I believe this matter needs further consideration. I hope you will think it over carefully, teacher."
Kong Jia looked at him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
The Confucian scholar said, "Now the Great Qin is already being condemned by everyone, and countless forces are secretly watching it. Given the chance, they will pounce on it without hesitation. The danger of cooperating with the Great Qin is unimaginable."
"Furthermore, given Qin's current strength and reputation, the students believe they are not qualified to cooperate with us."
Kong Jia's face darkened with anger. "Nonsense! You ignorant fool!"
Although he had previously felt that the strength of the Qin Dynasty was not what it used to be, which was somewhat worrying, since cooperation might not necessarily be beneficial to the Confucian school.
But Kong Jia had witnessed both the little guy's strength and Wang Jian's current strength firsthand, and knew exactly how formidable they were.
Although Confucianism has a profound foundation, it is completely insufficient compared to these two individuals.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian's eyes turned slightly cold as he looked at the burly disciple. "What? Does being able to cooperate with Great Qin make you feel wronged?"
With Ying Zheng still here, these guys dare to speak ill of the Qin Dynasty to its face. This is undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Qin Dynasty.
Wang Jian would certainly not stand idly by.
The burly disciple was about to retort, but when he turned his head and met Wang Jian's gaze, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat, "I..."
Wang Jian merely stared at him, without even showing any anger, yet the burly disciple felt completely overwhelmed by his aura.
Among Confucian scholars, he was considered to have a formidable physical body and was also extremely talented in martial arts. However, when facing Wang Jian, he could sense at a glance that the person standing in front of him was someone he could not afford to provoke.
The feeling was like a newborn calf encountering the king of beasts; the mere clash of their auras was enough to sense the vast difference in their strength.
He dared not refute Wang Jian, and could only look at the green mountains to the side, "Senior brother thinks so too, it's not just us who think so!"
Upon hearing this, Kong Jia frowned slightly, looking at Qingshan with considerable displeasure.
Kong Jia had anticipated the reaction from the Confucian disciples, but he had also emphasized that it was not the Qin Dynasty that benefited from the Confucianism, but rather the Confucianism that benefited the Qin Dynasty.
However, Qingshan, as the senior disciple, failed to explain this idea clearly and instead joined forces with the other Confucian scholars, which naturally angered Kong Jia.
Upon being singled out like that, Qingshan stiffened, feeling his entire body tense up.
Especially when faced with Wang Jian's gaze, he felt a sense of crisis rising in his heart, as if he might die here if he wasn't careful.
He had just witnessed Wang Jian's power; he was an absolute monster among monsters. The arrogant Soul Reaper was shattered by him with a single blow and fled in panic.
You should know that it was a force that even Kong Jia and the abbot of Hanshan Temple could not contend with.
In other words, if Wang Jian wanted to kill him, even if Kong Jia were alive, he couldn't protect him.
Qingshan frowned, his eyes glaring angrily at the burly scholar. "Nonsense! My teacher has his reasons for making decisions, and I have always trusted him!"
"Moreover, I believe it is a great thing that Great Qin can cooperate with Confucianism. If we are talking about being unworthy, then it is we who are unworthy!"
Seeing Qingshan's righteous and indignant demeanor, the burly scholar was dumbfounded. "What are you saying?"
He knew how pessimistic Qingshan was about the Qin Dynasty before, but now that he was saying it so seriously, it shattered his worldview.
He looked closely and realized that no one was holding a knife to Qingshan's neck to threaten him.
But how could he say such a thing?
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