Chapter 104: Your Face Is "Face," But a Genius' Dignity Isn't?!
"You've only been here one day. How did you already get into a conflict with Lin Yuan and the others?"
"Are you tired of how peaceful our academy has been?! That Lin Yuan is carrying Sword Douluo's token on him!"
Immediately after, Qin Ming's somewhat aggrieved and indignant voice rang out.
"Chief, I was only maintaining classroom discipline."
"That Lin Yuan and Xiao Wu were openly tugging at each other during class. What kind of behavior is that?"
"As a teacher, do I not even have the right to criticize my students anymore?"
"Even if they're talented, that doesn't mean they can act lawlessly, does it?"
Meng Shenji grew even angrier, his voice rising several notches.
"Criticize? Of course, you can criticize! But I've already heard that they didn't disrupt classroom order at all!"
"And of all things, you absolutely should not have offended Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong in that situation!"
"Do you even know who stands behind those two girls?!"
"One is a Poison Douluo! The other is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"Just now, that old poison freak Dugu Bo sent word that if you dare bully his granddaughter's friend again, he'll personally come and break your bones!"
Over the past year or so, Dugu Bo's martial soul backlash hadn't flared up even once.
He had firmly attributed that grace to Lin Yuan.
"And as for the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…"
"If Sect Master Ning finds out, what do you think your outcome will be?!"
Outside the door.
Ning Fengzhi, who had just been about to knock, froze mid-motion.
He blinked, then turned to glance at the man beside him, Chen Xin.
The expressions on both their faces were rather colorful.
Ning Fengzhi: ???
Chen Xin: ???
Had they arrived at a slightly awkward time?
They had only just reached the door, yet they were already hearing about their own daughter stirring up trouble inside.
And it was related to Lin Yuan?
Even Dugu Bo, that old poison monster, had been dragged into this?
Ning Fengzhi let out a helpless chuckle.
"Uncle Jian, it seems our Rongrong hasn't exactly been idle at the academy."
"She even openly contradicted her teacher for Lin Yuan?"
Lowering his voice, Ning Fengzhi's tone carried a trace of pleasant surprise.
"It seems the two of them get along quite well. That, at least, is something I'm happy to see."
As the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he always evaluated matters from the perspective of maximizing benefits.
Lin Yuan's talent is why, even Uncle Jian praised it without reservation.
If Rongrong truly had feelings for Lin Yuan, and the two could walk the same path in the future…
Then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not only gain a future peerless powerhouse but might even, through Lin Yuan, establish ties with the mysterious "teacher" behind him—someone even Uncle Jian regarded with caution.
A deal guaranteed to bring profit without loss.
Of course, Ning Rongrong was still young. As her father, he would never force matters of the heart.
But if the two were mutually affectionate…
He would naturally be delighted.
Compared to Ning Fengzhi's calculating calm, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's reaction was far more direct.
His expression instantly turned cold, sword intent faintly flickering around him.
"Hmph. Qin Ming?"
"That teacher who came out of Shrek?"
"He dares bully Rongrong and Lin Yuan?"
"It seems I'll have to go in and 'reason' with him myself."
"To let him understand that some geniuses are not for mediocrities like him to point fingers at."
Without hesitation, Chen Xin stepped forward and pushed open the heavy redwood doors.
The sound of the door opening shattered the tense atmosphere inside.
Meng Shenji had just been about to continue reprimanding Qin Ming when he saw the two figures at the entrance and completely froze.
Then came overwhelming shock and panic.
"Se Sect Master Ning?!"
"And Your Majesty Sword Douluo?!"
Meng Shenji hurried around from behind his desk, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
This was far too fast!
Had they already heard about yesterday's events from Ning Rongrong and come to demand accountability?
"Forgive us for failing to welcome such honored guests from afar!"
Meng Shenji bowed repeatedly.
Yet Chen Xin paid him no heed.
Dressed in white like fresh snow, hands clasped behind his back, his gaze swept past Meng Shenji like an unsheathed blade and locked directly onto Qin Ming.
"You are Qin Ming?"
Chen Xin spoke calmly.
His voice was not loud, yet it carried the weight of a thousand pounds, crashing heavily against Qin Ming's heart.
The terrifying pressure of a rank ninety-six Super Douluo instantly enveloped the entire office.
Qin Ming felt his body sink as though a mountain had been placed upon his shoulders. His knees involuntarily bent.
"I… I am Qin Ming."
Cold sweat poured down his face; his complexion turned pale as he forced himself to look up.
"G-Greetings, Your Majesty Sword Douluo."
Chen Xin's eyes were icy, his tone tinged with scrutiny and dissatisfaction.
"I hear you have quite the opinion about Lin Yuan, the one I personally recommended for admission."
"Yesterday was only his first class, yet you were already eager to 'set rules' for him? To clash with him?"
"What?"
"Do you think my judgment, Chen Xin's judgment, is flawed?"
"Or do you think the token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect holds no weight here?"
That massive accusation nearly drove Qin Ming to his knees.
He might be proud, but before a Titled Douluo, he was nothing more than an ant.
"N-No, I wouldn't dare!"
Qin Ming hurried to explain, his voice trembling.
"Your Majesty Sword Douluo, you misunderstand!"
"I had no intention of targeting Lin Yuan!"
"I also know he is a peerless genius. Precisely because of that, I didn't want him to take the wrong path."
Gritting his teeth, Qin Ming voiced his true thoughts.
"I believe Lin Yuan's cultivation speed is too fast. An eight-year-old Soul Grandmaster—that's a far too smooth journey."
"It may cause his temperament to become overly impetuous, arrogant, and dismissive of others."
"As the saying goes, unpolished jade cannot become a refined gem."
"So I thought… in class, I would appropriately suppress his sharpness."
"To temper his disposition."
"Perhaps that would benefit his future growth…"
Hearing this explanation, Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly but remained silent.
Chen Xin, however, let out a cold snort, the disdain in his eyes deepening.
"Hmph!"
"Qin Ming, you call yourself a genius instructor, yet your vision is so shallow."
"Utterly foolish."
Qin Ming was stunned by the rebuke. Somewhat unwilling, he lifted his head.
"Your Majesty… what do you mean?"
"Is tempering one's temperament wrong?"
Chen Xin looked at him as if he were staring at an idiot.
"Tempering his temperament?"
"Your starting point may not be entirely wrong, but your methods are crude."
"If you truly wished to temper him, you could have issued a guidance challenge. Use real combat to show him that there is always someone stronger!"
"Instead, in class, you abused your position as a teacher, using words to humiliate him, publicly suppressing him through criticism!"
"Your dignity is dignity."
"But is a genius' dignity not dignity as well?!"
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