Chapter 226 - 225: My Relationship with Chairman Sheng

Yan Ying’s face was ashen. "I was whispering. How could they have heard me?"

After a day of pent-up frustration, she felt like she could kill someone.

"Miss, we aren’t that far from them. And... to be honest, you were a little loud..."

’Shouldn’t you have a good idea why they heard you?’

’Asking is just embarrassing.’

Zhao Jiangyou mumbled, "An Awakener’s five senses are naturally better than a normal person’s."

"Did I ask you?" Yan Ying raised her hand and slapped Zhao Jiangyou across the face.

Zhao Jiangyou clutched his face and lowered his head.

Luckily, Yan Ying was only a Low-level Awakened. If it had been someone else, his face would probably be swollen by now.

’When the rabbit dies, the fox grieves.’ Thinking of the people Yan Ying had pushed out as scapegoats, Zhao Jiangyou decided he would leave the Yan Family as soon as he got back.

Yan Ying’s grandfather had indeed saved him, but no debt of gratitude was great enough to make him trade his life for Yan Ying’s.

Trading it for her grandfather’s life would be one thing, but for a fool like Yan Ying? It really wasn’t worth it.

If he didn’t run, the fate of the man in the red mask would one day befall him too.

Zhao Jiangyou felt a deep sense of unease.

...

"Uneasy about what?" Lu Yi couldn’t help but ask when he heard Lu Qi’s words.

Lu Qi shifted over, making room for Zhang Qin, who was returning from the fight. "If they follow us, they might try to trip us up. I don’t like them."

"Tripping us up would be the least of our worries," Yan Xu said, agreeing wholeheartedly. "Yan Ying has killed quite a few people."

A flicker of gossip-hungry curiosity appeared in Jian Yu’s eyes.

But Yan Xu didn’t elaborate.

"Senior." Jian Yu tossed a Defense Card to Zhang Qin.

Zhang Qin raised a hand and caught it. "Thanks, Junior Sister."

It was his reward.

The moment Jian Yu heard Yan Ying’s complaints, she had gotten up, ready to make a move.

In the past, she felt it was pointless to argue with fools. It was a meaningless waste of time and breath that only left you smelling of their stink.

Later, Ling Yanzhi told her that vengeance must be taken on the spot. He also told her that fools were more dangerous than villains. If you didn’t beat them until they were scared, a fool’s sudden "bright idea" could be more terrifying than any villain’s plot.

At the time, Jian Yu didn’t understand why Ling Yanzhi would suddenly say such things.

Not until Xi Yu watched her with pleading eyes as she slept, saying that because of what happened with Yan Qin, she would jolt awake in the middle of the night. She had been wronged, but was too clumsy with words to do anything but repeatedly read the insulting lines from novels.

’It was pitiful.’

Jian Yu: "..."

She couldn’t change her clumsiness with words, but after that day, she resolved to use her fists instead of her mouth whenever possible.

Zhang Qin stroked the Defense Card, treasuring it. "Next time, don’t waste time arguing. Just let me go. I’ve been in enough fights; one glare from me and she wouldn’t dare say those sour words."

Lu Yi curled his lip. "Have you ever seen a dog stop eating shit just because it got beaten?"

Zhang Qin paused. "Good point."

The moment they heard Yan Ying’s first complaint, Zhang Qin and the others saw the pressure of Jian Yu’s Soul Power begin to leak out.

Zhang Qin didn’t want Jian Yu to get her hands dirty, as it would make the guys look useless, so he volunteered to go beat someone up.

This was because Sheng Yue had indicated that there was a Level 2S Awakened over there who could help suppress the situation.

Lu Yi and the others, eager to ’bully the weak with the backing of the strong,’ all vied for the chance to teach Yan Ying a lesson.

Jian Yu felt there should be a prize, so she said she would give a small gift to whoever returned after dealing with them.

After all, having spent several months in close proximity with a few top students, no one would underestimate a gift from Jian Yu.

Then, Lu Qi glanced at Sheng Yue, confirmed that Sheng Yue wouldn’t just watch him die, and, ’like the fox borrowing the tiger’s might,’ also joined the competition to be the one to do the beating.

This accidentally delayed things, allowing Yan Ying to say her fill all at once.

Sheng Yue, annoyed by all the talk, simply called on Zhang Qin to go.

Zhang Qin happily put away the Defense Card and patted his chest. "Next time there’s a good deed like this, remember to call me."

He glanced at Lu Qi and hooked an arm around his shoulder. "Next time you try to compete with me, you weakling, try not to get beaten up yourself."

Lu Qi pouted. "..."

Yin Jiu wasn’t one for conversation. It lay aloofly on Jian Yu’s lap, its tail sweeping back and forth every so often.

It was still early, but after such a tiring day, it felt like they’d just gone through a major exam. Their eyelids were starting to droop.

Teacher Hu spoke up, reminding everyone to rest.

Jian Yu took the opportunity to scoop up Yin Jiu. "Good night."

Sheng Yue subconsciously followed her.

Lu Yi’s eyes gleamed like a starving wolf’s.

Wang Hu only had eyes for food. He finished his last bite and let out a satisfied burp.

The rest of them didn’t dare to speak.

Zhang Qin hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself. Worried his "daughter" would be taken advantage of, he asked, "Chairman, are you going to share a tent with Junior Sister Jian?"

Yes, a tent.

The tree hollow was huge. They no longer had to squeeze onto one bed; everyone could have their own separate tent.

Teacher Hu decisively returned to his tent.

Lu Yi lowered his head, fiddling with his bracelet.

Lu Qi wiped the already clean little table.

Except for Zhang Qin, everyone else stood up and busied themselves with random, pointless tasks.

Sheng Yue stood frozen in place, his lips pressed into a thin line.

An aura of authority emanated from him, inspiring fear.

Yin Jiu, nestled in Jian Yu’s arms, spoke in a spoiled tone. "Why not? I want Master, and I want my Yu Baby too!"

Zhang Qin clutched his chest.

’Damn it, how can the Chairman have such an adorable Soul Beast?’

Jian Yu turned back to look at Sheng Yue.

He stood out like a crane among chickens. His handsome face was a feast for the eyes. He looked cold, but because the blush hadn’t faded yet, his eyes held a hint of shyness.

"My relationship with the Chairman," Jian Yu paused, "is one where we can sleep in the same tent."

Zhang Qin froze. ’Things are moving that fast?’

He hadn’t expected to be the one to end up blushing.

"Uh, you two... just pretend I didn’t say anything."

The burly Zhang Qin scurried into his tent.

’So awkward.’

Yin Jiu wasn’t embarrassed at all. It was overjoyed. *Master, did you hear that? We’ve made it!*

The corners of Sheng Yue’s mouth twitched, fighting a smile. *Mm.*

Jian Yu grasped Yin Jiu’s cheerfully wagging tail and stepped forward to take Sheng Yue’s hand.

Neither of them spoke. One led, and the other followed obediently.

Jian Yu looked at Sheng Yue’s cold, expressionless face and couldn’t help but think of how people on the forums defined her: "cold-faced cute."

’Actually, that fits Sheng Yue, too.’

Lying together, Sheng Yue’s emotions were a complicated mix.

’Was it really this simple?’

Thinking back on his past efforts, he suddenly felt a little bit of heartache.

Yin Jiu nestled obediently between the two of them, its eyes wide open.

Its fluffy tail was long and chubby, but because of its master’s twisted-up state of mind, it was wrapped around itself in coil after coil.

Jian Yu’s fingers reached out and touched a ball of fur.

Sheng Yue let out a soft grunt, and another blush spread across his coolly stunning face.

Jian Yu found this fascinating but feigned ignorance. "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing." Sheng Yue steadied his breathing, his sleeping posture ramrod straight.

This posture only lasted for seven minutes.

Jian Yu’s fingers, resting on Yin Jiu, began to restlessly explore.

Sheng Yue closed his eyes, his breathing growing heavy for a moment.

’She’s touching my face, my Adam’s apple, my chest, my abs...’

Sheng Yue’s body trembled, and his waist twisted into a slight curve.

Finally, his lips were met with a kiss.

Sweet and soft.

Jian Yu fell asleep.

Yin Jiu yipped happily until midnight.

Sheng Yue, still savoring the moment, blocked it out.

...

The wind was strong today, a cold, rustling gale that carried the mist in the air.

The hem of Jian Yu’s dress fluttered, giving her an ethereal look.

The clothes of Sheng Yue and the others flapped loudly, inexplicably stirring up a will to fight.

Lu Qi frequently looked back to check. "They didn’t follow us?"

His spiritual power couldn’t detect them.