Chapter 12: The Little Pretty Boy’s Elegance
“Trouble…” Su Chen shook his head inwardly, watching Qi Chuan disappear.
He pulled aside a few people and asked for the way to the mysticism classroom, only to be met with a wave of astonished gazes, even from a few guys heading the same way.
Only when he arrived did Su Chen understand why those guys had looked so shocked.
The classroom was a large lecture hall, already packed tight with people sitting and standing, and Jiang He at South Wind Academy was, if not known to everyone, pretty close.
“There are way too many people…” Su Chen was very surprised; 95% were male college students, with only standing room left.
South Wind Academy offered quite a few courses, mainly targeting miscellaneous professions.
Mysticism sounded impressive, but it was really just theoretical knowledge, popularizing secrets about professions or the world—half-baked at best.
The reason for such a crowd was still Jiang He’s personal charm.
The class hadn’t started yet, and the entire classroom buzzed with a low hum.
“I heard Teacher Jiang He has a new favorite… Sigh, why isn’t it me?”
“Must be a senior, right? Is it Zhang Hengyu? I heard he’s already done his job appointment.”
“This time seems different; Teacher Jiang personally handled that guy’s enrollment procedures, like she’s playing a nurturing game…”
“Damn, where’d this lucky kid come from? I really want Teacher Jiang He to whip me hard…”
Su Chen was speechless; how did the news spread so fast? Did these guys have nothing better to do all day?
The voices suddenly rose sharply, then abruptly fell silent, with only the click-clack of heels sounding—Jiang He had arrived.
Gasps of cold air came from all around.
Jiang He had changed her outfit, wearing a purple sleeveless sweater that clung to her skin and wrapped around her neck, paired with high heels.
Her gaze swept around, met Su Chen’s for a moment, then casually shifted away.
Though rumors behind the scenes painted this Teacher Jiang He as wildly promiscuous and seductive, in class she said little and exuded a cold aloofness; this contrast with her status created her unparalleled charm.
“…Today’s lecture is on Day Fog and Night Fog…” Her voice was crisp, and various images appeared on the screen behind her.
Countless heated gazes roamed over the teacher’s body, but Su Chen listened very attentively.
“…Day Fog and Night Fog split at six o’clock, each occupying twelve hours. During Day Fog, danger in the wild drops greatly; in other words, it rises during Night Fog…”
“…But exploring ruins or conducting patrols can’t be limited to twelve hours; reasonably avoiding Night Fog is an eternal research topic…”
“Morning Star Stone… the material for building city walls, which can block mist infiltration in a certain area; monsters in the mist will steer clear…”
This theoretical common knowledge was exactly what Su Chen needed.
……
Elsewhere, Zhou Zong took out a bag of gold coins and received a sheet of paper material from the middle-aged man in front of him.
“Burn it after reading…” the man cautioned, then hurried away.
Zhou Zong’s gaze fell on the paper, scanning it up and down, surprised. “A refugee, huh? How does he know Bai Fengxi?”
“Hmm, a friend’s daughter… parents both dead. I think I get it, but still need to verify…”
……
After Jiang He’s class ended, the crowd lingered in afterglow, watching the teacher leave with longing eyes before packing up and departing.
Su Chen quietly followed, entering Jiang He’s exclusive office under shocked gazes from some—only she was inside.
“Qi Chuan came to see me,” Su Chen said directly.
Jiang He’s expression shifted slightly. “So fast; he’s not holding back anymore.”
“He’s extremely deep and inscrutable, emotions hidden; he probably suspects you’re not simple. You didn’t slip up, right?”
Inscrutable? Su Chen recalled the victim’s brother’s ferocious face and simply replied, “It was fine; I fooled him.”
“He even tempted me with a key cultivation quota.”
“Key cultivation quota?” Jiang He immediately scoffed. “He really dares to promise that; even I can hardly interfere, let alone…”
At that point, Jiang He abruptly stopped, as if thinking of something.
Then, she excitedly said: “Help me with something.”
“No.” Su Chen shook his head at once. “I’m not interested in getting involved in your affairs.”
Jiang He added: “It’s beneficial for you. Agree to him, let him get you on the key cultivation list; the academy will pour in plenty of resources.”
“Hmm…” Su Chen paused slightly; the importance of resources went without saying.
Continuing to develop the 【Strongman】 body tempering method, consumables, and even subsequent profession promotion information—he had almost no channels to obtain them.
But there were risks too.
Still, Qi Chuan clearly had his eye on him, and he had no way to shake free for now.
His decisive refusal earlier was just to hear Jiang He’s offer.
“Purpose,” Su Chen asked.
Jiang He explained: “I want to see who’s behind him. The person who altered your information has been found, but he’s just taking money to do a job. To actually get you on the key cultivation list isn’t something simple cash can handle.”
“Plus, just to know about that night, the price he’s paying is high; he’ll probably make you do other things too.”
Basically fishing and undercover work, Su Chen thought calmly. “And your price?”
“Didn’t you join…” Jiang He hadn’t finished before Su Chen interrupted: “That’s the result; it doesn’t count as a benefit from you. I’m surviving in the cracks and need more.”
“What do you want?” Jiang He asked, intrigued.
“Strongman’s second order profession promotion method,” Su Chen quoted.
“I don’t know it.” Jiang He shook her head calmly. “And I can’t give it to you. Pick something else.”
She looked completely unconcerned; Su Chen’s face remained expressionless.
In truth, after leaving the villa, he’d found it hard to gain the upper hand with Jiang He, so he’d tried every trick back then to get some leverage over her.
The blood oath contract wasn’t worth mentioning unless they tore faces.
Su Chen’s face seemed a bit grim as he said deeply: “A body training method for professionals…”
Seeing his helpless look, Jiang He felt pleased. “That I can do.”
Su Chen inwardly relaxed; the training method was actually his main goal. Second order profession info wouldn’t help now anyway; he’d mentioned it just to create the impression of reluctant compromise.
They reached an agreement, but Su Chen didn’t leave. He puffed out his chest and said: “One more thing: I have no money.”
He emphasized: “Not even money for food.”
“Truly kept now.” Jiang He said lightly, offhandedly: “Got it; I’ll top you up some money.”
Su Chen got what he wanted and left satisfied.
But just as he stepped out, he jumped in fright; the corridor outside the office was packed in layers, clearly someone had called friends to check out the pretty boy’s style.
“Holy crap, it’s him; he was standing next to me in class, pretending to be so serious.”
“Damn, my style’s no worse than his.”
“…”
The envious, jealous, hateful gazes made Su Chen extremely uncomfortable; he left in utter helplessness.
