Even though they had never seen Jian Jiu's appearance before, the moment Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong saw the young man in white, a thought simultaneously crossed their minds: This young man is Jian Jiu.
They all ran academies and had seen countless young people with extraordinary talent and varied temperaments.
Although the two sides were currently hostile, they had to admit that the elegant demeanor of the young man in white, as if he were guiding the gentle breeze with every move, was truly something they had never witnessed in their lives.
The disheveled appearance of the Golden Triangle, carrying the blood-stained bed, was too conspicuous on the street, making it difficult to ignore.
Yu Feng lowered his voice and said to Li Dixian:
"Idol, look over there..."
"That short-haired, stern-faced one is the teacher of the Shrek Seven Devils."
"Last time in Soto City, the Royal Fight Team ran into him."
Dugu Yan's pupils narrowed into the shape of a date pit.
"What are they doing carrying that scruffy fire chicken?"
Xue Qinghe said indifferently:
"They're probably seeking medical attention."
Dugu Yan scoffed:
"They injured Dixian Didi and still expect to find a doctor in Heaven Dou City?"
"My grandfather considers his status and disdains bullying the young, but to expect my Dugu Family to help is a pipe dream."
Ye Lingling's voice was concise and cool:
"My Ye Family feels the same."
Xue Qinghe looked at Li Dixian.
"What do you think?"
"Go beat them while they're down?"
Li Dixian smiled and shook his head.
"That would be too boring."
"Tonight, the wind is boisterous, and so are the people."
"It's rare for everyone to be gathered like this; why let irrelevant matters spoil the mood?"
"Let's go, let's tour Heaven Dou tonight."
He didn't even glance in the direction of the Golden Triangle again.
Instead, he turned around and leisurely blended into the night on the other side.
Xue Qinghe smiled.
Her folding fan snapped open with a "swish," and she quickly followed.
This was the Li Dixian she knew.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged glances, and a hint of a smile bloomed on their two distinctly different beautiful faces.
Being by his side.
It was always so comfortable and pleasant.
"Idol, really... what a great opportunity... and he didn't even go mock them a little... they wouldn't dare to fight back, would they..."
Yu Feng muttered softly.
Ao Si Luo raised his hand and gave him a tap on the head.
"Do you think Jian Jiu is like you? This is called a higher realm!"
The Shi Brothers chuckled in agreement:
"Right, right, Jian Jiu is on a higher realm."
"Alright, alright, I'm just a commoner, alright? Let's hurry and catch up, Idol and the others have already gone far!"
They watched as the young men and women gradually walked away.
The young man in white, who led them, had initially only cast a casual glance, and after that, he didn't spare even half a look.
In fact.
The Golden Triangle had already tensed their nerves, prepared to endure direct ridicule.
However, at this moment, they realized.
This complete disregard was more damaging than any biting sarcasm.
"There's no need to go to the Royal Family."
Liu Erlong's voice carried a hint of fatigue.
"That young man in the goose-yellow brocade robe is the current Crown Prince Xue Qinghe; we won't even be able to enter the palace gates."
Flender slumped his back in dejection, turning his head to look at Ma Hongjun on the bed, whose Soul Power aura was growing weaker, and hissed:
"Is there really no other way?"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly said:
"Go find that Jian Jiu."
"As long as he is willing to speak, the Royal Family, the Dugu Family, and the Ye Family will all come forward to save Ma Hongjun."
Flender's body trembled.
"Today, even if I have to sacrifice my old reputation, I will seek a glimmer of hope for Ma Hongjun."
The moat water glowed with a faint blue light.
A tourist bent down to scoop the moon's reflection from the water, but as his fingertips touched the surface, he startled the golden-red ripples stirred by the koi fish.
Li Dixian and his companions, each holding a newly bought silk lantern, leisurely stepped onto the Jinshui Bridge.
The night wind carried the sound of pipes and flutes, mixed with the sweet fragrance of unknown flowering trees.
Someone said something amusing.
It made everyone laugh heartily, and even the usually gentle and cool Ye Lingling's lips curved into a faint smile.
However.
There were always uninvited guests causing trouble.
The Golden Triangle, carrying the blood-stained bed, blocked their path.
Yu Feng and Ao Si Luo's expressions darkened; they stepped forward, frowning and coldly rebuking:
"It's good enough that we haven't caused you trouble, what more do you want?"
In their words.
There was no hint of respect for the elders of the Spirit Master world.
This place gathered the young generations of the Ye Family, the Dugu Family, and even the Royal Family.
If the Golden Triangle dared to act, Shrek Academy would have no place to stand.
The Golden Triangle ignored their sharp words, instead looking past them towards Li Dixian.
"Jian Jiu..."
Flender clenched his fists, his voice hoarse:
"There was no deep-seated hatred between you and Ma Hongjun."
"He merely offended you with his words, and now he's in this state; the punishment is already too severe!"
"Qin Ming and Zhao Wuji certainly acted wrongly, but now their lives hang in the balance, while you... are safe and sound..."
"Hmm?"
Li Dixian heard these words and started to laugh.
"According to Headmaster Flender's meaning..."
"I should have been burned by Ma Hongjun's evil fire, or died at Zhao Wuji's hands, and that would be right?"
What kind of absurd logic was this?
Must the victim truly suffer to deserve the name "victim"?
No wonder Shrek could produce such "monsters" with twisted values.
The root was already crooked.
Xue Qinghe's gentle smile gradually faded, and his folding fan stopped in his hand.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's gazes turned cold.
Yu Feng and Ao Si Luo scoffed directly:
"Ha, is that an absurd thing for an academy headmaster to say?"
"Are all the students of Shrek Academy beasts like Ma Hongjun?"
As a seventy-eighth-level Spirit Saint expert.
Flender could not remember how many years it had been since he had suffered such humiliation.
Especially from juniors.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger.
"I am not here to argue right and wrong."
"Jian Jiu, I only ask you one thing..."
"What must we do for you to persuade the Ye Family, the Dugu Family, and the Royal Family to save my student, Ma Hongjun?"
Hearing this.
Li Dixian's sword-like eyebrows raised slightly.
"Do I have such great influence?"
"And can I command these three families to do things?"
He looked at Xue Qinghe.
The Crown Prince smiled, fanning himself with the folding fan in his hand.
He then looked at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
The two beauties pursed their lips, their smiles even more beautiful than the night flowers blooming by the bridge.
"Headmaster Flender, please return."
Li Dixian turned leisurely, his gaze falling upon the sparkling river water beneath the bridge, where, inside a pleasure boat in the distance, shadowy figures hinted at a charming scene.
"Ma Hongjun's current predicament is his own doing."
"To be frank, a scoundrel like him, I will cripple him every time I see him."
"If you disturb my peace again..."
"Perhaps, I really will do what you call 'commanding the three families' and ask Senior Poison Douluo to kill you all."
"Do you believe it or not?"
Watching Li Dixian's retreating figure.
Flender's knuckles turned white.
Liu Erlong pursed her lips and sighed:
"Let's go."
And Yu Xiaogang took a step forward, looking directly at Li Dixian's back...