With that shout, a figure plummeted from the sky like a rocket, the shockwave sending everyone staggering and staggering backward.
Only Shen Qian stood firm in the raging wind, squinting his eyes and staring fearlessly at the rapidly falling figure.
Just as the storm of fury unleashed by that man was about to descend, another figure emerged from the void, shouting, "Nie Han, do you think I don't exist?!"
boom!
The collision of vital energies created a radiant sun in mid-air.
The dazzling shockwave, however, avoided the crowd, spreading out in mid-air like ripples, causing the outer protective shield to teeter on the brink of collapse.
When the storm subsided, everyone removed their hands from their heads and looked up, only to see that the two figures in mid-air had somehow landed on the ground, each with a person beside them.
Nie Han helped Wang Shuo up and breathed a sigh of relief after checking his physical condition, but then his gaze fell on Wang Shuo's swollen cheek.
"Do you want your senior brother to get revenge for you?" Nie Han asked.
Wang Shuo's unfocused eyes gradually cleared. He remained silent, first touching his swollen face, then scanning the people on the sidelines one by one, finally fixing his gaze on the boy standing next to Liu Changqing.
"Thank you for your kindness, Fifth Senior Brother, but I won't."
Wang Shuo answered first, then stared intently at Shen Qian, "Can you tell me your name?"
“Shen Qian,” Shen Qian replied indifferently.
“I’ve got it.” Wang Shuo nodded, looking calmly at Nie Han. “Thank you for your trouble, Fifth Senior Brother. Let’s go.”
Nie Han stared at Wang Shuo for a while, then his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed. "Good, as expected of the person the teacher has chosen. With such a temperament, he will surely reach the heights of greatness!"
"You're on your own to get back at this place!"
"Liu Changqing, you'd better stay in Jingcheng until you become a Shanhai. If you dare to wander around outside, I'll beat you every time I see you!"
Amidst his maniacal laughter, Nie Han and Wang Shuo vanished from their spot in a flash.
Liu Changqing snorted coldly, without uttering any harsh words, and turned to look at Chen Qian with a face full of admiration.
"Junior brother, well done!"
Everyone heard this sentence, but this time everyone seemed very calm.
Isn't he just Liu Changqing's junior brother?
Isn't he just a disciple of the Marquis of Jingcheng?
Haha, if you told me now that he's the Marquis of Jingcheng's biological son, we'd believe you!
It's no big deal...
It was a state of numbness that followed a series of shocks, a state that even Chen Feng could not avoid.
Zhou Xiaoguang's feelings were so complicated that they defied description.
He recalled what Shen Qian had said before, but he never imagined that the other party was actually serious...
Moreover, in a sense, he has already surpassed his own goal.
Liu Changqing said something but didn't hear a response from Shen Qian. He turned his head in confusion and saw that Shen Qian's head was lowered.
He frowned, thinking that Shen Qian's injury had flared up, and was about to check when Shen Qian suddenly raised his head again.
The confusion in his eyes quickly dissipated. He composed himself and smiled at Liu Changqing, saying, "Sixth Senior Brother!"
"Are you alright, kid?" Just a moment ago, Liu Changqing seemed to have sensed a violent fluctuation in mental energy and asked suspiciously.
"I'm fine." Shen Qian looked around. "Has Wang Shuo already left?"
"Yes, Nie Han took them away."
After quickly reviewing the AFK (away from keyboard) logs in his mind and confirming that no such person had appeared, he finally asked, "Who is Nie Han?"
“The fifth disciple of Plum Garden,” Liu Changqing said, raising his hand before Shen Qian could ask further, “We’ll talk about these things later; let’s settle things here first.”
He realized what was happening before sinking in, nodded, and asked no more questions.
Liu Changqing went to Chen Feng's side, and somehow produced a porcelain bottle. He used the medicine inside to treat Chen Feng's wounds.
Chen Feng's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Will it leave any lasting effects?" Zhao Hanhai asked worriedly.
"It's not that serious. Wang Shuo held back a bit and didn't injure any vital organs. He'll recover after a period of rest," Liu Changqing shook his head.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and Chen Feng also relaxed a bit.
Seeing Shen Qian approaching, everyone looked hesitant, wanting to ask but unsure where to begin. In the end, Zheng Shaoyang simply said, "You've kept this from us for so long!"
Shen Qian didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he could only offer a dry laugh in return.
"We have to treat everyone to a meal, otherwise we won't feel right!" Zhou Xiaoguang stepped forward and shouted, which was immediately echoed by everyone.
"Can't I do it myself?" Shen Qian tried to struggle.
Inviting a bunch of martial artists to dinner is no joke...
"No!" Huo Ling'er, caught up in the atmosphere, shouted, then her voice weakened as she looked at Shen Qian's dark face, "Okay...okay, then..."
Seeing the students making a ruckus, Chen Feng, who was usually serious, showed a rare smile.
But in the end, his gaze turned to Shen Qian, and he seemed lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
What should we do with this silver-dyed beast?
Just then, Zhao Hanhai suddenly spoke up.
Chen Qian was taken aback, temporarily freeing himself from Huo Ling'er's entanglement. He turned his head and saw that, as expected, the Silver-Dyed Beast had not been taken away by Wang Shuo and was still trapped in the net.
"Why did Wang Shuo want to keep it?" Shen Qian asked, puzzled.
"The price the defeated should pay," Liu Changqing said calmly, showing no surprise.
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