Chapter 120: Xiaoye Will Avenge Me

“Shut up!” Qin Xuan stepped forward, gathering his energy in his dantian, and with a single shout, his voice echoed through the entire scene.

Almost everyone at the school gate froze in place. Was this Sword Brother too formidable? One roar was enough to make the ground tremble slightly.

The entire crowd fell into silence.

“Disperse, quickly disperse! What are you all doing? The school forbids gatherings that cause trouble!”

The security guards at the gate finally arrived and began to disperse the crowd.

Most people, intimidated by the presence of the guards, reluctantly scattered. The short, stout girl who had just been slapped twice was furious, but seeing Qin Xuan standing firmly like a mountain before Liu Qianqian, she dared not make a move.

Qin Xuan’s roar had nearly deafened her.

“Sakura, let’s go,” a girl hurriedly pulled her away.

Only after walking several dozen steps did the short, stout girl regain some composure and hissed fiercely at her companion, “That bitch actually dared to hit me, all because of that Qin Xuan! Tomorrow, Watanabe will beat him until he’s begging on his knees! And when that happens, I’ll humiliate her mercilessly!”

A nearby girl asked, “Sakura, I heard your father has some connections. Why not have him handle it?”

“Oh, I believe Watanabe will take revenge for me. No need to involve my dad,” answered the short, stout girl confidently.

Her name was Luo Sakura. Her father was a notorious loan shark in the area. Recently, with the Li family being uprooted and the collapse of their lending company, her father had lost a strong competitor, and his business had suddenly improved.

In her mind, if her father got involved, both Liu Qianqian and Qin Xuan would be forced to kneel and beg for mercy. But meanwhile, she was infatuated with Watanabe and had decided to wait for him to teach Qin Xuan a lesson.

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“Hmph, this really infuriates me,” Liu Qianqian muttered, watching the crowd disperse but still feeling unsettled.

“You already slapped her twice. Isn’t that enough?” Qin Xuan sighed. This public humiliation was already harsh enough for that stout girl.

“Well, who made her say those things about me?” Liu Qianqian stomped her foot angrily, unable to utter the offending words aloud.

At that moment, she suddenly noticed someone approaching from the direction of the Business School building and pouted, “Look, your Teacher Su is here.”

“What do you mean ‘your Teacher Su’?” Qin Xuan said, mildly annoyed, turning to look.

Indeed, Su Muqing, radiating an aura of a mature, elegant woman, was walking toward them.

She wore a light gray V-neck short-sleeved blouse, paired with tight, sleek black pants, looking extremely professional. Her smooth, unadorned neck exuded an indescribable allure.

Upon seeing Qin Xuan, she naturally smiled, the corners of her lips curling into a beautiful arc. Instantly, hundreds of gazes converged on her.

“Qin Xuan,” Su Muqing waved and came over.

“Teacher Su, you two talk,” Dongfang Qingwan said, tugging Liu Qianqian aside. From afar, Liu Qianqian looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

Su Muqing immediately understood the situation and covered her mouth to laugh softly. “Qin Xuan, looks like I won’t be able to see you so often anymore.”

“Oh? Why’s that?” Qin Xuan asked curiously.

“Otherwise, your Liu Qianqian might get jealous,” Su Muqing teased.

“...” Qin Xuan gave a wry smile. “Who knows what that girl is up to? I asked her but she wouldn’t say.”

“Girls never admit when they’re jealous,” Su Muqing laughed. “I’m telling you, she definitely is.”

“Really?” Qin Xuan looked doubtful.

Could it be that the girl was truly jealous? That didn’t seem right. Before leaving the mountain, they had met fewer than ten times, and it was only after he set out on his journey that they began to meet daily.

Could it be that his charm was so great it had really drawn her in?

“Teacher Su, to get to the point, the Li Group has finally declared bankruptcy today after holding on for so long. My brother wants to invite you to lunch tomorrow. How about it? Will you honor us with your presence?”

Su Muqing asked with a hopeful tone.

“Noon? That should be fine,” Qin Xuan responded promptly.

Just then, a familiar figure walked out from the school gate. Su Muqing’s expression changed instantly. Qin Xuan turned his head in surprise, only to see Wang Xiang, the wealthy and handsome freshman from the Medical School.

“Strange. Why is this guy here at the school?” Qin Xuan frowned.

He recalled that Wang Xiang had been the instigator behind Su Muqing’s kidnapping by Li Shihao. As a result, he became a joint target of the Zhao and Su families. Considering everything, Qin Xuan had been almost certain that this guy was finished, but now, unexpectedly, he was back at Jinling University.

“The people from Yanjing in the capital city are protecting him, so they shifted all the blame onto Li Shihao. Otherwise, he would have been sentenced long ago for kidnapping,” Su Muqing said, her voice tinged with helplessness.

“The people from Yanjing?” Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

So Wang Xiang really had connections at a high level? Even the combined forces of the Zhao and Su families couldn’t take him down. But upon closer thought, that didn’t quite add up. If he really had such strong backing, why had he been punished so severely by the Zhao forces before?

Whatever the case, the fact remained that Wang Xiang had appeared at the school and his gaze had carried a hint of malice toward Qin Xuan.

“Hopefully he doesn’t make any moves. No matter how strong his background is, I won’t let him off,” Qin Xuan said coldly.

“Alright, Qin Xuan, I don’t think he dares to cause any trouble now. You don’t know, my brother said when the police interrogated him a few days ago, he was so scared he wet his pants,” Su Muqing chuckled.

“Seriously? This guy is such a coward?” Qin Xuan was speechless.

“Yeah. So it’s settled then. I’ll contact you again tomorrow at noon,” Su Muqing said before leaving. Dongfang Qingwan and Liu Qianqian then came forward.

“Xiao Qin Xuan, her brother is inviting you to lunch tomorrow,” Liu Qianqian said. As a fellow swordsman, she was perceptive enough to overhear their conversation.

“Yeah, do you want to come along? I don’t mind,” Qin Xuan smiled.

“Pfft, no way,” Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes. “What if they start discussing important life matters? If I go, I’d just be a huge third wheel.”

“Heh heh, girl,” Qin Xuan leaned close to her ear and whispered with a mischievous grin, “Honestly, are you jealous? If so, how about we settle this tonight? And while we’re at it, take care of the business—like getting down to some serious bed action...”

“Jealous? Don’t make me laugh! Who said I’m jealous!” Liu Qianqian’s eyes widened in disbelief, not understanding why Qin Xuan would think that. Then, grabbing Dongfang Qingwan’s hand, she hurried away, “And bed action? You’re such a narcissist, a lunatic, a pervert!”