Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Qin Huaiyu, of course, had no idea what he was thinking; he was currently checking on the unconscious student.

Although these people appear to be seriously injured, with bleeding from their eyes, nose, mouth, or ears, it is all caused by sound waves accelerating blood flow.

In reality, there was no serious injury. He only needed to rest at home for two days, and the bloodshot color in his eyes would disappear on its own.

These people should be thankful that they had limited endurance and fainted early on. If they had been exposed to the second wave of sound, they would probably have been asleep forever.

Ha, those people tried to steal a chicken but lost their rice instead. They didn't accomplish anything and instead lost a leech.

While silently thinking, Qin Huaiyu kept waking up the students one by one.

After a brief silence, the corridor began to bustle again.

"What just happened?" someone asked, bewildered.

"I don't know, I remember hearing a piercing sound, then a splitting headache, and then..."

"I know. I just asked Young Master Liu. A monster appeared, and it was the sound it made that caused us to faint."

"Monster, monster, where is it?" someone asked hurriedly and fearfully.

"Don't worry, Young Master Ba has taken care of it; he's the one who saved everyone!"

Upon hearing this, those who had previously mocked Qin Huaiyu felt even more ashamed. If poetry was a slap in the face, what was this now? Repaying evil with kindness...

They felt even more ashamed, having shamefully taken their Confucian teachings and learned nothing from them.

Scholars should do good, but what have they done? They speak sarcastically, like scoundrels in the marketplace.

Scholars should understand reason, but these people, in order to flatter and fawn, indiscriminately fawn over everyone.

However, looking at the other party again, they are of high moral character and always treat others with courtesy, like a clear stream flowing gently by. When faced with danger, they do not ask about grudges but step forward to help, like a pure white flower, noble and pure.

"What kind of scholars are we? After years of studying, we haven't even learned how to be human. We are truly unworthy of being called Confucian students."

"Only with humanity can there be learning of the Way; we, in the end, have put the cart before the horse and become mere mortals—how tragic!"

"The Confucian classics say that there is no greater virtue than recognizing one's mistakes and correcting them."

"Yes, let's go apologize. Nobody's perfect!"

"That's right!"

After saying that, the group's eyes lit up, and they quickly stood up, walked briskly to Qin Huaiyu, and bowed, saying:

"Young Master Ba, our words at the poetry gathering were unrestrained and unbecoming of our status as students. Your noble character, not only showing no resentment but also rescuing us, truly makes you a role model for students. We feel deeply ashamed and repent, and we hope you can forgive us!"

"I have failed the teachings of Confucianism!"

"Indeed, I hope Young Master Ba will forgive me!"

........

Each resounding word echoed throughout the corridor like a tolling bell.

Gongsun Shu's face grew even more gloomy as he listened.

These traitors! I was the one who organized this school, so you should be the ones groveling before me. I am the number one student in Jian'an.

His eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at the figure surrounded by the crowd. It's all because of you!

Chu Yanxi's eyes were filled with laughter. It was truly rare for a stubborn scholar to admit his mistakes!

The three people on the other side were already used to it, but Li Chengye frowned, somewhat puzzled as to how these stubborn and unruly students had changed their ways...

Qin Huaiyu was very gratified by this. He didn't care about apologizing or not; what he cared about was the principles of the world.

The world is a place where humanity is distorted, and the most important question is whether Confucian principles have been distorted. But these people have already proven that they haven't changed.

Education and teaching are still so rigid, but they are the foundation of being human.

"It was all unintentional, it's not that serious, don't worry about it!" he said.

"Such magnanimity from the young master is truly admirable!"

...These people have really mastered the pedantry of scholars!

Qin Huaiyu smiled wryly and said:

"You flatter me, you flatter me. If you have nothing else to do, I suggest you go to the pharmacy in the city to see a doctor as soon as possible. After all, you have been attacked by sonic waves, so it is possible that there are any hidden injuries that have not been detected and could damage your health."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately tensed up. Thinking of the pain they had just experienced, their expressions changed drastically, and they all stood up to take their leave.

"Young Master Ba, we will never forget your life-saving grace today, so we will not disturb you any longer."

"Goodbye!"

...........

As farewells were exchanged, the students left one after another.

Soon only a few young masters from prominent families and Chu Yanxi and a few others remained at the scene.

Phew, finally they're gone. If I had known these students were so polite, I should have stayed away!

Qin Huaiyu scratched his aching ear, then looked at Gongsun Shu, whose face was pale.

"What brings you here, Young Master Gongsun?"

"this......."

Gongsun Shu was about to retort and vent his anger, but after uttering a single word, he suddenly realized that he had already lost the villa, and it was no longer his home.

Thinking of this, he felt even more humiliated. He glared at Qin Huaiyu and took a step to leave.

"Wait!"

Just then, Li Chengye shouted something.

Gongsun Shu stopped and turned his head, looking on with suspicion.

"Brother Gongsun, Brother Ba saved your life. As a scholar, you should at least express your gratitude!" Li Chengye said unhurriedly.

Damn, is this kid trying to stir up trouble?!

Qin Huaiyu frowned slightly, but the words had already been spoken, and there was no point in saying anything more.