Chapter 642 628: Schoolyard Memories

When Bai Yuzhen and the others appeared, quite a few people of status emerged from the crowd, enthusiastically shaking hands with them.

The conversations were one wave after another.

Bai Yuzhen managed it well. After all, having maneuvered in a giant company like the Changsheng Group for years, she was considered an elite in terms of vision and capability.

She spoke without leaving any room for error.

But someone young like Su Qiubai was really easy to probe.

Before long, she let something slip, causing those people to swarm like sharks.

If it weren't for Bai Yuzhen protecting her, she would've been stuck in the Bewitching Array.

"Mind your mouth, got yourself into trouble again!" Bai Yuzhen couldn't resist knocking on Su Qiubai's head, "Be more vigilant next time."

Compared to her naive and silly niece, she clearly understood the value of connections, especially the connections of Wang Xuan.

That was truly invaluable.

Su Qiubai was a bit displeased after being criticized; she stomped her foot: "Had I known, I wouldn't have come. Old Wang's matter is such a hassle."

As soon as she said that, two more knocks sounded above her head, causing her to grimace in pain.

"Auntie, why are you hitting me again!" Su Qiubai gasped.

Bai Yuzhen was busy dealing with people, turned and said: "Who hit you?"

But as she turned her head, she was astonished to see several tiny figures sitting on Su Qiubai's head.

At this moment, Su Qiubai's head draped with her hair looked like a massive platform on which intricate pavilions and towers were settled.

In an antique wooden pavilion among them, Wang Xuan was leisurely enjoying tea and the scenery with his wife, children, and maidservants.

This miniature scene made Wang Xuan and the others look as if they were people from a painting.

Looking around, Bai Yuzhen realized that no one else noticed Wang Xuan's presence.

Bai Yuzhen opened her mouth wide, wanting to say something but couldn't.

Until Wang Xuan's voice came to her ear: "Don't mind me, just carry on as usual."

Bai Yuzhen nodded, then immediately said to Su Qiubai: "Be serious, or you'll get smacked again later."

In Wang Xuan's mind, Su Qiubai was like a child that never grew up, a junior needing guidance and teaching.

Should she truly err, punishment was unavoidable.

Su Qiubai protested, mumbling softly: "Auntie, why do you defend him so much? What Bewitching Potion did Old Wang give you back then!"

Despite complaining, her gaze fixed on her aunt, earnestly learning the ways to deal with people.

Wang Xuan sat in the pavilion drinking tea, with every tree and blade of grass of the university reflecting in his mind, resonating the Human Path and Heavenly Dao with the Path of Creation.

Lin Cheng was carrying Wang Zhu, with great interest experiencing the school's anniversary.

One familiar face from campus days appeared after another, and one old story was retold after another, evoking quite a bit of emotion.

The celebration of the anniversary hadn't started yet; Bai Yuzhen, Su Qiubai, and the others, as esteemed guests of the Changsheng Group, were arranged plenty of activities by the school.

Many old alumni came today, but their accompanying people were the most, mostly old acquaintances from Wang Xuan's student days.

"Old Class!"

From afar, Su Qiubai and the group saw a group of people approaching them, with a young man at the forefront waving his arms at the class tutor.

The smile on the class tutor's face was very natural: "You're all here!"

Leading, Chen Sheng walked right up to them: "The school invited us warmly, how could we not come."

The 600-year anniversary of the University of Technology, and not many other classmates of the same grade from different departments received invitations.

Yet everyone from their entire major was qualified to attend, and the school even thoughtfully prepared high-level suites for them to stay, showing how much importance was placed on them.

The arriving classmates warmly conversed with the teachers, having spent many years scraping by in society, returning to the university only to realize the preciousness of those youthful years.

Chen Sheng asked: "Is Wang Xuan really not coming?"

Having all benefited from Wang Xuan, they were eagerly anticipating the celebration on this day; it was quite the pity for the key figure Wang Xuan not to be here.

The class tutor sighed: "Even you, the dorm leader, aren't sure, how would I know if he's coming or not."

Compared to the students, these teachers were the ones who had gained the most favor.

The school feared them leaving or vanishing, nearly treating them as Bodhisattvas, improving their benefits year by year.

Just hoping to maintain some familial connection with the Immortal Martial Taoist.

And the school's investment has gotten returns—job offers from Changsheng Group and collaborative biological labs—those are solid benefits.

After some pleasantries, the class tutor introduced to Chen Sheng and others: "This is Senior Zhou, the team leader representing Changsheng Group; these two are Ms. Bai and Miss Su."

"Senior Zhou" hurriedly said: "Don't call me senior; whether in cultivation level or generation, I am a junior to the Taoist."

In front of Wang Xuan's teachers and classmates, he dared not act high and mighty.

He might be a Celestial Immortal and indeed a True Disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain, but in front of someone like Wang Xuan headed straight for immortality, none of it mattered.

He needed to show the correct attitude.

Upon hearing Senior Zhou was Wang Xuan's junior disciple, Chen Sheng and the others looked even more awestruck.

If it weren't for Wang Xuan's connection, they feared they wouldn't see a True Disciple from Immortal Martial Mountain for their entire lives.

With Senior Zhou being so courteous, Chen Sheng and the others dared not act proudly, their words even more polite and respectful.

For a while, you call me teacher and I call you senior, all being exceedingly courteous.

Bai Yuzhen secretly pinched her niece's waist, urging her not to laugh so obviously; in public settings, business flattery is most wary of serious-minded blockheads.

Su Qiubai quietly asked via a body chip: "Auntie, they're too fake! Imagine if Old Wang were here, the flattery would be unimaginable."

"What do you mean 'fake' or 'flattery', this is respect for Wang Xuan!" Bai Yuzhen stated seriously, "Wang Xuan has contributed enormously to civilization and is worthy of being called a character akin to Immortal Saint; naturally, we must respect him."

"They're just afraid of Old Wang! Hmph."

Su Qiubai didn't care about that; in her view, Old Wang was still that same Old Wang, unchanging in essence.

Even her younger sister got wooed away by him.

Just as she finished grumbling, two flicks were heard atop her head, hurting her as she gritted her teeth.

She looked around furiously, wanting to find the culprit, yet found nothing, almost believing she'd encountered a ghost.

"Auntie, someone hit me!" Su Qiubai called out.

She also found it odd; being an esteemed guest at the University of Technology, who would dare play such a trick on her?

Bai Yuzhen replied irritably: "Serves you right, babbling about Old Wang left and right; it'd be odd if you weren't smacked."

Su Qiubai wasn't foolish; she picked up on her aunt's hint and immediately searched for Wang Xuan amongst the crowd.

Scanning around, neither her own senses nor chip analysis, nor her Mental Power perception found any trace.

But based on her aunt's hints and her aunt's serious flattery response when Su Qiubai was ranting, it was enough to confirm Wang Xuan's presence.

Bai Yuzhen saw she still hadn't realized and took out a mirror to start tidying her makeup; Su Qiubai, through the side of the mirror, suddenly found an anomaly.

In the mirror's reflection, she saw that her head actually had a miniature, intricate pavilion complex where Wang Xuan and his wife and children were comfortably relaxing.

Su Qiubai nearly jumped eight feet high.

She gazed wide-eyed at the mirror, forcing up a smile on her tearful face, looking quite awkward.

She's done for; she accused Old Wang of nasty things, only for this guy to overhear.

This petty guy surely wouldn't spare her.

How unlucky she is.