The hand holding Tusu Feng’s teacup tightened, his pair of dark black pupils also immediately submerged.
The three referees mutually glanced at each other, then started to pick up the writing brush, dipped it in ink, and was going to write the two words ‘abandoned match’ under the Inferior Compound’s column when they heard a bang!
The wall around the sports stage was kicked by somebody, tearing open a hole!
White dust flew in their eyes as three human images seemed to form, each aura was different, each presence was out of the ordinary.
Nangong Lie’s eyebrows rose halfway, his entire body adorned wanton and restrainedly. He lifted his hand to press on his own hair, on the spotlessly white wrist was a string of Buddhist beads. His long and narrow eyes naughtily smiled. There’s no time to restrain the wickedness emanating from his body, such that even a corner of his eyebrows bewitched the young ladies into blushing.
Next, Wei Wei stood by his side, profoundly smiling a faint smile yet not a smile. Within her languidness was a hint of character. Her left hand leisurely rolled up the sleeve on her right hand as the corners of the mouth rose a little. Compared to other women, she was much more dashing…
Lastly, the silver clothed black haired Baili Jia Jue stood behind them and appeared to be slowly walking over.
Wind blew on his black hair, his lengthy robe fell in the cold air filled quite densely with dust, yet seemed not the least bit soiled by it. On the contrary, a kind of noble aura that’s distinctively his leaked out, like a phantom king sitting within a decaying ancient castle, graceful, unhurried….
“Let’s go.” Wei Wei curved her lips and looked up, pausing after each word. “Let’s have them experience how arrogantly unbridled our Inferior Compound really is.”
Such a simple sentence.
Three entirely different personalities, three extraordinary figures, spaced themselves and lined up, steeping into a bubbling cauldron of voices within the arena.
That sort of indolent attitude, without regard for others, seemed to be a response to what Master Bai said just now.
That’s right!
They’re that arrogant!
Watching these several people, Master Bai’s white eyebrows gradually gathered together, displeased as he coldly humphed. “I’ve never seen anyone appearing onstage like this!”
Wei Wei and company could care less what he said as they immediately stood in front of Tusu Feng, their voices clear, every word distinct. “Representatives of the Inferior Compound for the competition reporting!”
The referees sitting in the distance couldn’t see their facial features clearly, however, after they heard those words, they got up and again put away their writing brushes.
Tusu Feng raised his head and looked at the three most headache inducing students in front of him. His tone was gentle. “Lop off ten thousand taels, you guys still have sixty thousand.”
[Why?]
Wei Wei’s eyebrows rose. “Principal, we shouldn’t have been late, right?”
Seeing Master Bai’s expression that looked like he’d swallowed a housefly, they knew that they made it on time.
“Getting into a serious clash with the opponents after a competition and causing a great disturbance, five thousand taels. After that…” Tusu Feng neither hurriedly nor slowly turned his head and glanced towards the broken wall. “Destroying academy property, five thousand taels.”
Nangong Lie remained unconvinced. “We had to take a shortcut.” If we didn’t kick down a wall, we absolutely wouldn’t have made it in time. In addition, the main point was that kicking down a wall was quite eye-catchingly cool, wasn’t it?”
Tusu Feng took a glance at Nangong Lie, a glance that seemed to be considering whether he should deduct that last five thousand taels.
Seeing this, Wei Wei turned towards Nangong Lie and flashed him a thumbs up.
Nangong Lie curved his lips into a smile, even more brilliantly than before.
Tusu Feng put down the teacup in his hand, speaking slowly. “Talking back to the principal, deduct another five thousand taels.”
Nangong Lie: …
Wei Wei: …
Damn, wasn’t he considering not to punish them!
“Alright, it’s your turn now, go onstage.” Tusu Feng paused, and spoke again. “If you win beautifully, I can reconsider and cancel the previous deductions.”
Mister principal, this kind of spank once, give one box of candy technique of yours was played too well.
Between the three of them, two of them immediately ignited with excitement, synchronized within their same small shared universe, their eyes flashed brightly as they looked at Yuan Ling Xuan onstage!
The corners of Yuan Ling Xuan’s mouth curved upwards, as if he totally didn’t think they’re worth anything at all. “Since you’ve come, then hurry up and fight. After we’re done fighting, I can finally go and take a nap.”