Chapter 1119 - 834: Thus, It Becomes a Sect War

In "Behavioral Psychology," the most classic theory is the concept of conditioned reflex, and there’s also the notion of reward and punishment, which are widely applied in the field of education.

Looking at Weng Pinting and Bai Qinghua before him, Mo Kai couldn’t help but smirk: "Why do I feel this also falls under the domain of Child Psychology."

That was a bit offending.

Nan Zhubin suppressed his own smirk as he glanced at Mo Kai, but didn’t reply.

Seeing Bai Qinghua strongly maintaining his composure as a teacher, calmly accepting Weng Pinting’s consolation, yet his body language looked so joyful he seemed ready to bounce into the esports room.

Nan Zhubin just hoped that Bai Qinghua, after a day’s work, could sleep early; otherwise, he might struggle with tomorrow’s early eight.

However, just as Bai Qinghua was about to touch the esports room’s doorknob.

"Hmm?" Bai Qinghua touched his pocket and took out his phone.

Nan Zhubin felt, perhaps mistakenly, that Bai Qinghua leaned his shoulder slightly toward him after seeing the caller ID.

A phone call related to him?

"Xiaohe, it’s me, what’s the matter?"

Nan Zhubin blinked.

The sound from the earpiece continued, but due to the distance, Nan Zhubin couldn’t hear what was being said. He just saw Bai Qinghua nod a few times and then say "hmm."

Then his expression began to change gradually.

"Wait a moment." Bai Qinghua said, gesturing for Weng Pinting to hold the lunch box for him, and then walked into the esports room, shutting out all sounds.

"Senior brother, want to eat?" Mo Kai called out, interrupting Nan Zhubin’s attention.

Oh well, if it’s something concerning him, the teacher will surely talk to him afterward.

"Let’s go." Nan Zhubin nodded.

It seemed nothing unexpected happened, and that night Nan Zhubin returned to the office to study as usual, while the esports room remained closed, Bai Qinghua and Weng Pinting also stayed out of the students’ sight.

Until the following evening.

Today’s visit took him a bit more time, and when Nan Zhubin returned from the Jingwei Center to the project team office, it was already late, with the corridor lights on.

He pushed open the door, only to find the ambiance in the project team was different today.

The setup was also different.

Almost every student’s desk had an additional computer accessory. There were mice, mousepads, headphones, cooling racks, fans, even Blue Tie’s master’s desk had a gaming console.

An ordinary person might be puzzled, but Nan Zhubin’s memory quickly picked up something wrong — these accessories seemed to have shown up in Bai Qinghua’s esports room before.

On Nan Zhubin’s own desk, there was even an extravagant display and a mechanical keyboard. If he remembered correctly, that mechanical keyboard was the latest model Bai Qinghua had purchased just the previous month.

What’s going on?

The esports room’s door was wide open, prompting Nan Zhubin to step quickly forward, peeking inside. Compared to yesterday, the scene inside was indeed dramatically different.

The large esports table was still there, but the tabletop was now empty. The storage rack in the corner was cleared, while scattered game disks and cassette tapes had disappeared, leaving only the esports chair standing forlornly before the table.

All the LED strips had been removed, and even the blackout curtains had been changed.

"What’s going on?" Nan Zhubin instinctively asked Mo Kai.

"I don’t know... After the teacher came to work today, it was like a demolition, changing everything in the esports room and distributing the bits to us. We didn’t dare to ask..." Mo Kai was feeling puzzled too.

Not just Mo Kai, but other students in the office were also bewildered, looking as if the sky was about to fall.

A vague unease seemed to be brewing, it was even more concerning than delays in graduation thesis or wasted experimental data.

After all, Bai Qinghua’s series of actions seemed eerily similar to handing over affairs and distributing inheritance.

"Senior Sister?" Nan Zhubin then looked at Shi Qianqian. The Outer Disciples might not know what’s going on, but Senior Sister absolutely would know.

Before Shi Qianqian could say anything, footsteps sounded at the office door.

"Zhuren’s back, huh? I guess it’s about time."

Bai Qinghua and Weng Pinting appeared at the door, looking a bit weary but without the expression one would associate with "dividing inheritance," which everyone had been irrationally imagining.

Yet both faces were serious, slightly squinting; it was only upon seeing Nan Zhubin that there was a brief relief.

"You come in, and Qian Qian too."

Bai Qinghua gestured toward the direction of the esports room—or now, the study.

Once Nan Zhubin and Shi Qianqian were in place, he closed the door with a "click" and pressed the lock.

"There’s something relatively important, it pertains to our tasks for the next one month, maybe even several months, and it’s unrelated to our usual projects."

"But it is important. Dahui’s situation is almost resolved, and he’ll be back next week likely."

Gathering all the current Inner Sect Disciples immediately made Nan Zhubin aware of the seriousness of the matter.

"Yesterday, Director He from the Mental Health Center called me—it’s regarding Zhuren’s current onsite consultant project."

Bai Qinghua looked at Nan Zhubin and then scanned through all his disciples.

"The situation is this — Zhuren’s consultation credentials at Jingwei are being questioned. Of course, questioned is questioned, all the documents meet standards, and the project’s done through the formal channels."