Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 15 Unexpected but Expected Results
"Do fools have good luck?" Lin Ruo joked.

Fei Jie's eyes lit up, and he felt that this adjective was very appropriate. He looked at Lin Ruo meaningfully and said, "Don't try this on me next time, kid."

"It's already this late and you're still in the mood to joke around." Fan Xian said distressedly.

Fei Jie knocked Fan Xian's head hard: "You are the one who likes to make jokes the most. How dare you say that?"

……

The door of that grocery store was surprisingly open, as if it was waiting for people to arrive.

The blind boy Wuzhu had a dull look on his face as he performed the shredding task meticulously.

"Uncle, where have you been?"

Fan Xian stood at the door in a daze. In front of Wu Zhu, he always had a playful look on his face and rarely looked so embarrassed.

"I've always been by your side." Wu Zhu said expressionlessly, with no change visible on his face.

Fan Xian was silent for a long time. He wanted to yell angrily, but stopped himself. He whispered slowly and heavily, "Didn't you promise to protect me?"

"Are you hurt?" Wu Zhu asked coldly.

"No, but the sir is injured."

Wu Zhu got the answer and shook his head, "Young Master, I have made it very clear. I will take action when your life is threatened. Other than that, I will not reveal my identity in any situation."

"But the master almost died, why didn't you save him!" Fan Xian roared, but his voice was still not loud enough. He was deliberately restraining himself, or perhaps he really couldn't express such emotions to Wu Zhu. Wu Zhu was his only relative in the world.

"My only obligation is to protect you. I don't care about the lives of others." In contrast, Wu Zhu was still so cold. He looked straight at her, as if he was scolding Fan Xian, "Miss, you could stand on your own when you were only four years old."

"My only mission in this life is to protect you, but you must also remember that the people around you support you, and you are the one who benefits from it. They are your people, not mine. Their life and death are determined by your thoughts and abilities, not me..."

Fan Xian was silent for a long time.

Wu Zhu put down the kitchen knife and looked at something in the corner: "Do you know why I put the Tyranny Scroll on your bedside since you were a child? Do you know why I trained your body and mind so hard when you were young?"

"I can't help you much, especially in that Kyoto."

"I have forgotten a lot of things, and I have also forgotten a lot of things that the lady said to me, but I know that my existence will bring you trouble..."

The simple door closed without wind. Fan Xian nodded dejectedly, as if he had found the answer.

……

The old lady of the Earl's mansion had always been strict with Fan Xian, but today, she showed the tenderness of a grandmother towards her children and grandchildren.

Even though she knew that her husband was injured because of Fan Xian's self-willed behavior.

She was also very dissatisfied with her grandson's impulsive behavior and his failure to use the most appropriate method to resolve the problem, such as communicating with her as his grandmother.

But when it all came down to Fan Xian's red face from crying, the old lady stopped thinking about it.

"Sir, this is all my fault. I didn't properly handle the conflicts in the mansion, and I let you suffer this unprovoked disaster. I feel so ashamed of you, Sir."

Many people were surprised that the old lady took the blame for Fan Xian.

The maids and servants watched, they certainly knew who the murderer was. The conflict between the two houses in Beijing and Danzhou had already evolved into the open.

What they care about most is, of course, the old lady's attitude.

Lin Ruo stood up and said, "Old Madam, you are too serious. I am fine."

"gentlemen…"

"Isn't it normal for teachers to protect their students?" Lin Ruo consoled Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's pretty face turned a little colder, and he said self-reproachfully, "Grandma, it's my grandson's fault."

The old lady frowned and said slowly: "You should have your own ideas, but you have to do things well. You can't expect others to clean up the mess." The maids and servants were all surprised to hear this, and they all showed sympathy for the young master.

In their opinion, the young master had done nothing wrong. Who wouldn't feel heartbroken to see him suffer such a dangerous assassination at such a young age?

What they couldn't understand was that the old lady didn't blame Fan Xian, she was just telling him a very simple truth.

Since you have chosen to do this, you must do it well.

"Grandma, where is Butler Zhou?" Fan Xian asked.

The old lady tapped something beside her with her hand, her expression extremely solemn and majestic. "Expel him from the mansion and let him fend for himself. If he can return to Kyoto alive, that's his luck. It also serves as a reminder to those with impure intentions."

"This punishment is too light." Fei Jie said as he sat aside.

The old lady shook her head and said calmly: "He should be thankful that my grandson is safe, otherwise, some people would not be able to leave this mansion."

……

Lin Ruo did not stay in the mansion to recuperate. He returned to the courtyard where he was alone, took out a sharp knife and hid it at his waist, then went out again.

【Character: Fan Xian】

[Admiration value acquisition progress: 90% (the maximum is 100%, and you will receive special rewards when reaching it)]

[Upgrade successfully, obtain various attribute upgrades]

[Intelligence: +3]

[Physical Strength: +3]

[Charm value: +3]

[Luck value: +3]

[Flexibility: +3]

The increase in attribute points made his originally disabled hand gradually stronger. It should take less than three or two days to heal. The pure and strong aura in his body gathered and surged, and his realm successfully entered the fifth level.

Well, before that, he had to do one thing.

The route from Danzhou to Kyoto in the north is undoubtedly the most convenient and fastest by boat.

A few miles away from the nearest port of Danzhou, a blind boy stood in the middle of the wet road with an iron bar in his hand.

It was a very windy day. The trees on the roadside were shaking and leaves were falling. The wind also blew the bandages on the blind boy's eyes, but he still stood there quietly, with his hands behind his back, tightly holding the iron bar.

Waiting for that person to come...

When Lin Ruo followed the trail and found this path, everything was over.

The liquid on the iron rod dripped down. Wu Zhu stood in front of the corpse indifferently, "Why did you come here?"

Lin Ruo looked at him: "Solve the trouble that shouldn't have happened. Of course, if I had known you would take action, I would have chosen not to come."

Wu Zhu turned slightly and said, "Young Master is questioning me, so are you also going to question me as to why I didn't take action?"

"No." Lin Ruo smiled at him, his expression very relaxed, "I think I know you very well, there are some things I should have expected."

Wu Zhu shook his head and walked on the road: "I have forgotten a lot. Sometimes I don't even know who I am. How can you possibly understand me?"

Lin Ruo smiled, pouted, and said to herself: "I thought you were really a cold-blooded person who came out of that temple, but now it seems that you are a person with feelings."

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