Chapter 116 : Chapter 116
Chapter : 116
After a night of bizarre dreams, Yan Yunqing was still a bit dazed when he woke up.
Scratching his bird's nest-like hair, Yan Yunqing sat on the bed for a while, slowly waiting for his thoughts to return.
Speaking of which, what did he dream about last night?
…He couldn't remember clearly. He only remembered that he seemed to be standing in a particularly vast palace.
And then… blacksmithing?
Yan Yunqing was at a loss. Why was he blacksmithing? How strange. The key point was, why was he blacksmithing in a palace?
No, that didn't seem to be blacksmithing… later on, it seemed he was coaxing a child.
A strange dream.
And that palace was also a bit inexplicable; it didn't quite resemble the Demon King's palace in his memory.
Could it be that because of the forum matters last night, his thoughts ran wild before he went to sleep, leading him to construct such a strange scene in his dream?
Yan Yunqing rubbed his face and slapped it a couple of times to make himself a little more awake.
He picked up his Te-xin from the bedside table and entered the bathroom to wash up while yawning.
What classes were there today? Hmm, there didn't seem to be many.
He could take the opportunity to audit a class at the Swordsman Academy and maybe run into Alice.
If Alice could still recognize him, he would take this student under his wing. If she couldn't, then so be it.
He would be happy to be free of the trouble.
Having made up his mind, Yan Yunqing quickened his pace of washing up.
…
After routinely finishing his classes at the Magic Academy, Quinn, who had previously advised him to run away quickly and not take the exam, came over.
“Ahem, what a coincidence, we meet again?”
The corner of Yan Yunqing's mouth twitched, “It's not a coincidence. We're in the same class. Wouldn't it be strange if we didn't see each other?”
Quinn awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, “Uh… mainly because I didn't expect us to actually be in the same class.”
“Hmm, so you have something to discuss?” Yan Yunqing nodded and asked.
“Uh… this… that is to say…” Quinn stammered, “Actually, we're all a bit curious about you. Do you want to go out for a meal together later?”
Yan Yunqing: ?
Yan Yunqing's gaze fell on the people behind Quinn. It seemed like everyone was busy with their own things, but a large portion of them were casting sidelong glances in their direction.
They were looking at him, seemingly without looking.
“This…” Yan Yunqing tilted his head and thought for a moment, “Actually, I have something to do later…”
Quinn's expression became tense. He stared at Yan Yunqing, waiting for his answer.
“But I can still make time for a meal.”
Yan Yunqing raised a cheerful smile, “So, how many of you are there? And where are you planning to eat together?”
Quinn had been prepared for disappointment because of Yan Yunqing's tone, but he didn't expect Yan Yunqing to make a dramatic pause and then a turn.
His eyes immediately lit up, and he said excitedly, “Not many, just 8 people. How about 'Two Towers' on the east side of the academy?”
Sigret Academy also had cafeterias, but they were in the form of different restaurants.
'Two Towers' was a relatively high-end restaurant within the academy, offering a variety of meals, somewhat like a Western restaurant on Blue Star.
“So there are eight of you!” Yan Yunqing exclaimed in surprise, “That's quite a lot. Everyone wants to get to know me?”
Quinn choked and quickly covered his mouth, realizing that he had accidentally revealed that everyone had pushed him to ask Yan Yunqing out.
Yan Yunqing smiled and waved his hand, “It's okay. Then 'Two Towers' it is. Is tonight okay?
I still have some things to do this afternoon. When I'm done, I'll go directly to 'Two Towers' to find you?”
Quinn still kept his hands over his mouth and nodded repeatedly.
“Yes, yes!” his voice was muffled.
Yan Yunqing found it strange, “What's wrong with you?”
Quinn silently shed a tear, “I bit my tongue…”
Yan Yunqing: …
Why did this kid seem a little silly? Was he really a student from Class A?
It seemed someone shared his thoughts. A cold snort filled with十足 of mockery sounded from behind them.
Yan Yunqing glanced back. A blond man had his arms crossed over his chest with a disdainful expression.
When he saw Yan Yunqing turn around, his chin was raised so high that he seemed to want to look at Yan Yunqing through his nostrils.
Yan Yunqing: ?
Who was this? Had he offended this person in some way?
Quinn tugged at Yan Yunqing's sleeve. His voice was still a bit muffled, but Yan Yunqing understood. He said, “Don't mind Harold.
This guy finished the test before you yesterday afternoon, but his score was not as good as yours. He's jealous of you!”
“Ha?” The blond Harold was immediately enraged. He slammed the table and jumped up, fuming with anger, “Who did you say is jealous of who?
Do I need to be jealous of a clown! a piece of trash! an insect like this who got into Sigret through connections?!”
Hearing the word 'Joker', Yan Yunqing's whole body trembled. He then realized that this little chick was using the word to mock him, not that he had discovered his alternate identity, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, he was just cursing him…
Quinn snorted, “If you're not jealous, why are you making that ugly face?
As if anyone doesn't know you went back and smashed a dozen cups. York was the one who cleaned up the final mess. You just bully York all day long!”
Hearing this, the little chick immediately glared at a freckle-faced boy on the other side, “Ha? Was it you who was spreading rumors outside?”
The freckle-faced York waved his hands repeatedly, his face filled with terror, “No, no, I definitely didn't say anything to anyone outside!”
Quinn snorted again, “Here we go again, here we go again. So I said, besides bullying York, what else can you do? Just crow all day like a Gugu Chicken?”
Yan Yunqing watched with his own eyes as the little chick's curly blond hair was angered straight by Quinn's words… this was not an illusion.
A barely perceptible arc of electricity flashed across his blond hair, and in an instant, a bit of white smoke rose from the strands of his hair, and the curly blond hair straightened a little.
It even stood up.
Was this a personification of being so angry that smoke came out?
Yan Yunqing thought hesitantly.
“Alright, alright, alright!” The little chick Harold was so angry that he couldn't even speak properly. Yan Yunqing could even hear the sound of him grinding his teeth fiercely.
He pointed at Quinn, “Don't be complacent. With your grades at the bottom of the class, I think you'll be kicked out of Class A soon. Let's see how you can still laugh then!”
“Blegh, blegh, blegh!” Quinn made a face at Harold, “So what if I'm at the bottom of the class? I don't need you to worry about me. You should worry about yourself first! Ha, you fought so hard to be the top student, but in the end, let alone being the top student, you're not even the second. How shameful!”
“You!!! You damn bedbug!! Say that again?!”
“I'll say it again, am I afraid of you?” Quinn repeated his mockery of Harold, but before he could finish, Harold raised his fist and punched Quinn hard on the corner of his mouth.
Quinn: ?!
Quinn wiped the corner of his mouth in disbelief, feeling the taste of blood in his mouth—a wound from his teeth clashing after being punched. He also became angry, turned around, raised his fist, and swung at Harold.
In an instant, the two of them were scuffling together. This development was truly a bit incomprehensible.
The onlookers who were originally watching the fun suddenly panicked. A few of Quinn's good friends rushed up, ready to help Quinn beat up Harold.
Harold's followers, on the other hand, couldn't just stand by and watch Harold get beaten, so they also rushed up to protect their boss.
In a short period of time, what was originally just a small squabble escalated into a group fight scene.
Yan Yunqing watched, dumbfounded.
However, he still had a conscience. After all, Quinn had started arguing with this little chick because of him, and Quinn had suffered an undeserved disaster because of it. He paused for a moment and also joined the battlefield.
But he wasn't going to fight; he was going to take sides.
Yan Yunqing rushed in, grabbed one with each hand. He only gently held Quinn's hand, but he used his full strength to restrain Harold's arm.
Harold only felt one of his arms being tightly entangled. Before he could react, he was hit by countless fists, and his feet were also stomped on fiercely several times.
Harold wanted to resist, but his arm was controlled, and he had no ability to resist at all, so he could only passively take the beating.
Just having returned from outside the school, as soon as he returned to the academy, he heard that Class A, which he was in charge of, was fighting, and it was a group fight.
The class teacher, Diure, rushed to the classroom inexplicably and saw the people scuffling together at a glance.
Diure: ???
“Everyone, stop!” Diure shouted loudly.
No one paid any attention to him.
The two sides scuffling together were in the heat of the moment. In addition, there was Yan Yunqing, a student from the Magic Academy who wouldn't even be discovered if he audited a class at the Swordsman Academy, taking sides in the middle of it all. The fight was getting more and more heated.
Harold's side believed that they were being unreasonable. It was clearly a mutual fight, yet they had to control their actions, causing them to only be able to passively take a beating.
Quinn's side also believed that Harold was being unreasonable. They clearly didn't do anything, they were just having a normal mutual fight.
Getting beaten was just because you, Harold, were too weak. If you're weak, then practice more, don't make excuses!
Only Yan Yunqing, after hearing Diure's loud shout, silently retracted his hand that was restraining Harold, and also retracted his jio that was stomping all over the place.
He stood obediently to the side, and no one could tell that he had just engaged in a wave of taking sides and sneakily tripping people.
Oh, no, that's not right. It wasn't that no one discovered Yan Yunqing's good deeds. At the very least, his roommate Demetrius had taken in all of his actions.
Yan Yunqing glanced in his direction. Demetrius silently lowered his head, reducing his presence, and continued to squat in the corner to grow mushrooms.
He wanted to leave, but the people fighting in a group had already blocked all the entrances and exits of the classroom. Even a dog passing by would be kicked.
Demetrius temporarily didn't want to pass by just because he wanted to leave, only to be inexplicably punched a few times.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the class teacher, Diure's anger, which was only at a three, suddenly rose to a nine, with only one point of reason left to prevent him from exploding on the spot.
Diure took a deep breath, took out his magic staff, and quickly cast a Bubble Spell.
Immediately, bubbles emerged from the tip of his magic staff and surged towards the crowd that was scuffling together, wrapping them up indiscriminately.
The bubbles gradually expanded, separating them, and swallowing them one by one into the big bubbles.
Quinn and Harold, as the two who were fighting the most fiercely, were trapped in two big bubbles respectively, floating half a meter above the ground.
“All—of—you—stop—right—now!”