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On the main road of Shengdu, a miracle happens today.
As one of the landmark buildings of Shengdu, the famous Danta, suddenly collapses today.
It’s not easy to climb out of the collapsed building. A few people are gathered around, staring in shock. Some more are picking their way out, or helping others.
Master Mo is busy saving all the equipment and herbs he can find, a scowl on his face. “What happened!? Why did it all collapse from the second floor?”
Yes, from the second floor.
The first floor is good even now, but the second floor crumbled and that brought all the upper levels down.
"It's him!" Master Mo’s assistant Xiao Gao scrambles out and points in a certain direction. “He did something in the examination room that caused it!”
Along the direction of the raised finger, the students were not surprised to see their respected teacher.
"Ha ha." Kong Wuying smiles humourlessly. “No, can’t be me. The building is just old.”
Honestly though, he really didn’t do anything.
"You dare to deny it!" Master Mo thunders. He drops the equipment he’s gathered and rushes over, grabbing fistfulls of Kong Wuying’s clothes. “We Danta have not offended you, yet you treat us like this!”
"Calm down." Kong Wuying soothes. This is kind of funny though, and his lips are twitching up.
"I am calm enough not to kill you, don’t expect more!" Master Mo takes a look at Danta in ruins. “You can rest assured, I will send you the bill after the losses are counted."
If the boy wasn’t a teacher at Tianhong, Master Mo would have killed him here.
“Bill... bill?” Kong Wuying echoes, stunned.
"Master Mo, this way!" Someone calls out.
Master Mo glares at Kong Wuying for a moment before running off to help.
Several students look at Kong Wuying in worry, feeling like the teacher is filled with negative emotions.
Kong Wuying wants to go home and eat a bowl of bean curd quietly.
Looking at the Danta, which is in ruins, everyone knows that the amount of money to rebuild it is generally astronomical.
Kong Wuying is no longer Lord of Yeying. He is no longer rich. He is so sad, but he can't explain himself because It seems like he actually did this... which he sort of did.
Who made this damned Danta so fragile? Its detection limit was exceeded and it exploded!
"Teacher?" After a long silence, Yuan Ruo finally calls out carefully.
Kong Wuying stays silent.
"That..." Feng Linlin says, “Teacher, our family does loans."
Kong Wuying squints at her.
Feng Linlin: How murderous.
Ah? Is this the little girl who is infatuated with him and blushes when he talks to her?
Huo Ziying looks around and finds that not only Yi Ren, but also every familiar classmate's face was full of anger. Did the teacher bribe them?
Although he feels that the teacher might have some ability judging by this display, the arrogant prince will never apologize. Instead, he asks her, "What qualifications do you have to ask me to apologize?"
Yi Ren’s goose egg face is bright red, but the tone is very firm. "We are alchemists. If the teacher is insulted, the disciple must die! Your Highness, I will challenge you. If you lose to me, you must apologize to the teacher!"
If the teacher insulted, the disciple must die? What the hell? Isn’t that phrase for monarchs and advisors?
Huo Ziying smiles and reminds her, "The last time I had an assessment was three years ago for third division. Now I feel that I am not far away from fourth. Yi Ren, I remember that you are still at the second division?" The implication of his words is very simple. Don't insult yourself when there is such a long distance between us.
Yi Ren starts to tie up her hair. “I just took the third division assessment. Although my strength is lower, I can clean you up well enough."
Since she is so confident, Huo Ziying shrugs. “Go ahead then.”
...
Twenty minutes later.
“Teacher, please let me hold your thighs! Teacher, do you still lack a leg accessory? Am I not a cute one? Teacher~!”
(^ hold the thigh = get carried/riding coattails)
Six students stand in the corner, looking at the prince's Royal Highness, currently sitting on the ground and hugging the teacher's thigh, crying.
Feng Linlin says, "How can I not know that the prince is so..."
Yi Ren adds the last word in a whisper, "Cheap!"
Her adolescent male god, now forever just a nostalgic dream.
"But I don't think it's going to work." Jiang Chen shakes his head, a face of schadenfreude. "Look at the teacher's appearance, as if he’s ready to hit people."
As a matter of fact, Kong Wuying is really impatient. He is not a man who knows how to be a teacher and so will resort to violence. His leg muscles are tense, and he is preparing to kick the madman out.
Then he hears the following words:
"Not only that, my family also has a lot of money, as long as the teacher is short on any resource, I will send it immediately!"
Kong Wuying slumps, every muscle losing the fight. The students see their calm faced teacher and suddenly laugh.
A hand falls on the prince head, gentle. "You are good."
...
Seeing that school is about to end, Kongbao is preparing to go to the academy to pick up the master.
All of a sudden, he hears a distant mental call of, “Master!”
Kongbao frowns and opens the Jade Pool projection. “What is the matter?"
Ah Qing appears in front of him with a look of panic. "Ah Zi went to see you some days ago, have you seen him yet?"
Kongbao has been so happy with the master that he has completely forgotten about his subordinates. “...no.”