NABC Chapter 115
Chapter 115
That evening, Wei Shixu returned home instead of staying at the dormitory.
He stormed up the stairs, tossing his school uniform aside, his entire demeanor radiating fury, his face as dark as the storm clouds before a tempest.
His emotions were so pent up, it felt like he was about to explode!
It was Wednesday.
Qian Cheng was surprised to see the young master back, and even more cautious upon noticing his agitated state. He stopped at the study door, waiting.
If he guessed correctly, the young master had something to instruct him.
Gouge out someone's eyes?
But to his surprise, Wei Shixu simply sat on the sofa in the study, deep in thought.
Qian Cheng: "???"
He wasn’t sure if he should speak, so he just stood there, keeping him company.
Wei Shixu’s current state was bizarre, his mind filled with all sorts of strange thoughts.
He was absolutely furious with that Lu guy from the sports department!
But...
What was that guy after? Quan Zhisui’s mother?
Unlikely. What kind of background did that kid have to even touch the high-stakes games of someone like Quan Feng?
If someone was guiding him from behind the scenes, they were doing a terrible job!
Was it just a simple attempt to pursue Quan Zhisui?
Even more ridiculous!
What kind of physique, family background, or skills did that kid have?
Could he even withstand a single punch from Quan Zhisui? Was he even worthy of one of her toes?
It was laughable!
Wei Shixu was hesitating about whether he should intervene.
Let things play out? After all, there was no way Quan Zhisui would ever fall for that guy.
But the thought of seeing the two of them walking side by side, sharing milk tea and chocolates every day...
It made him want to explode!
Wei Shixu got up and paced around the study, unable to comprehend how his competition had sunk to such a low level.
A high school student? From the student council?
Infuriating!
After a long while, he finally spoke.
"Where’s the list of thugs Grandpa used to hire?" Wei Shixu asked.
Qian Cheng was momentarily stunned, blinking before quickly responding, "You mean the ones Mr. Wei hired thirty years ago?"
Wei Shixu’s expression remained dark. "Yes. How many of those thugs are still alive?"
Qian Cheng: "It’s been a long time. We’d have to look into it."
The next day at noon, during the usual post-lunch break, Lu Li showed up right on time, this time with a box of chocolates. "Quan Zhisui, these chocolates are really good. Don’t martial artists like you have a sweet tooth?"
He had come prepared, even researching that people with high physical activity tend to crave sweets.
Quan Zhisui did want to eat it, but she refused. "No, I can’t overdo it."
Lu Li took out one piece and handed it to her. "How about one a day? One piece is fine, right?"
"Okay," Quan Zhisui accepted the chocolate, her expression neutral.
Wei Shixu watched the entire scene unfold. As the two walked away, he glanced out the window at the green trees, then got up and left the classroom.
The classroom was eerily quiet, with everyone pretending to read or nap.
It was terrifying!
No one dared to look at Wei Shixu’s face.
It was so dark, it looked like he was about to hit someone!
Well, he already had.
With his face.
The whole class was paralyzed with fear, wondering if Wei Shixu would go blow up the student council.
Only Kong Mingze was sound asleep, completely oblivious to what was happening.
Thanks to the Chinese medicine, Wei Shixu’s health had improved, and he no longer needed acupuncture. So Kong Mingze took full advantage of the lunch break to nap.
He loved his midday snoozes.
...
That day, five people from the student council’s sports department showed up. Aside from Lu Li, the other four looked confused.
"Learn Tai Chi? Oh, right, I remember now."
"Using our lunch breaks every day?"
"Is Quan Zhisui teaching us?"
The four seemed unaware of the situation, asking questions left and right.
Quan Zhisui looked at Lu Li. "Didn’t you discuss this? Maybe you should figure it out before coming to me."
She was busy and didn’t have time to waste on pointless discussions in the student council.
Lu Li smiled. "It’s been discussed. We’ll need to learn it sooner or later. It was mentioned in a meeting before, but they probably forgot."
The four nodded after a moment.
"Yeah, it was mentioned."
"I remember now. We’re supposed to learn it before next semester starts."
Quan Zhisui glanced at the five of them. "Let’s start with the opening stance."
She stood at the front, demonstrating the move, and the five followed along, though none of them did it quite right.
After a while, Quan Zhisui went around correcting their postures. With some guidance, they started to get the hang of it. But when it came to Lu Li, it was as if his body just wouldn’t cooperate.
Lu Li: "Sorry, I think my balance is off. My arms aren’t level."
Quan Zhisui replied flatly, "How did you even get into the sports department?"
Lu Li: "..."