Upon hearing these hidden details, Gao Ping's face darkened to the point of being almost dripping with gloom.

He knew Xiao Chunping was a lazy parasite who was just coasting along, but he never expected him to be so despicable!

No wonder the Third Martial Arts High School has consistently had the lowest college entrance rate, and its previous principal was imprisoned for corruption.

He was assigned by his superiors to rectify the Third Middle School. It seems that the real problem at the Third Middle School is not the students, but this group of hypocritical teachers!

A thorough purge is necessary!

Finally, Gao Ping took a deep breath and said to Jiang Feng, "Although you acted impulsively, you did nothing wrong."

"The school will take responsibility for your excessive self-defense. Go back and focus on your studies."

Watching Jiang Feng and Shen Weilan's departing figures, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

What a fine piece of jade! He is resilient, courageous, and sentimental.

Unfortunately... God didn't give him good genes.

If this kid had a better aptitude for martial arts, he would definitely train him properly.

Suddenly, Gao Ping thought of something and opened the drawer.

"etc!"

He called to the two people who had reached the door, and took out two exquisite little glass bottles from the drawer, which were filled with a bright red liquid.

This is a basic Qi and Blood Elixir, specifically designed for quasi-martial artists who have not yet broken through to the first rank to strengthen their foundation and cultivate their vital energy.

He stepped forward and handed the medicine to the two men, one bottle for each.

"Take this. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, so take it to nourish your body."

Jiang Feng held the small, cool bottle in his hand, somewhat curious.

This thing looks reddish, can it improve blood circulation?

Shen Weilan, standing to the side, suddenly widened her eyes, her expression excited.

Of course she recognizes this thing!

This small bottle of Qi and Blood Medicine sells for as much as three thousand yuan on the market.

Even if she's a genius, she usually has to save up her living expenses for several months before she can afford to buy a bottle.

The principal just casually gave them two bottles!

"Thank you, Principal Gao!"

Shen Weilan quickly pulled Jiang Feng and bowed deeply.

……

"Ring ring!"

The school bell rang.

When Jiang Feng returned to Class 4 to get his schoolbag, the once noisy classroom instantly became completely silent.

The way everyone looked at him changed; there was awe, fear, curiosity, and disbelief in their eyes.

Jiang Feng ignored the stares, picked up his schoolbag, and walked straight out of the classroom.

However, when he reached the school gate, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Under the early summer sunset.

Shen Weilan was standing quietly under the big banyan tree at the school gate.

A gentle breeze ruffled her high ponytail, causing the hem of her sky-blue school uniform skirt to flutter softly, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

Seeing Jiang Feng come out, Shen Weilan unusually took the initiative to greet him. Although her voice still carried a hint of coldness, it was much gentler: "Let's go home together."

Jiang Feng seemed somewhat dazed.

It seemed like it had been three whole years since they had walked home side by side like this.

At this moment, students passing by all turned their heads to look.

"Holy crap, that's Shen Weilan! Her looks are absolutely stunning, especially those legs, I could admire them for a year!"

"Shut up! Didn't you see who's standing next to her? That's Jiang Feng!"

"Is that the good-for-nothing older brother who gets beaten up every day? How dare he stand next to the school beauty!"

"You're way behind the times! Jiang Feng went berserk today. He grabbed a chair and smashed Wu Yong, the school bully from Class 4, over in the head. He even beat the homeroom teacher to a pulp! That guy was incredibly fierce today!"

"Tch, so what?"

From the crowd, a tall boy let out a disdainful sneer, "Just a brute, ultimately a piece of trash who can't even reach a Qi and Blood value of 6.0! Do you know who Wu Yong's older brother is? It's Wu Gang from Class One! Wu Gang's Qi and Blood value has now reached a terrifying 40 points, a first-grade, three-star martial artist!"

"I just passed by Class 1 and heard that Wu Gang has already made some threats: if Jiang Feng injured his brother, he will crush every bone in Jiang Feng's body, inch by inch!"

"So, Jiang Feng is just like a grasshopper in autumn; he won't be able to hop around for much longer!"

......

On the tree-lined path leading to the bus stop.

Jiang Feng and Shen Weilan walked side by side.

In the past, Jiang Feng always habitually kept his head down, looking reserved, afraid of attracting anyone's attention, and even more afraid to walk side by side with his dazzling younger sister.

But the river breeze today is completely different.

He casually slung his canvas backpack over one shoulder, whistling as he did so, seemingly oblivious to what his younger sister was thinking.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng paused.

His gaze fell on a wooden stick by the roadside.

It was a smooth, straight wooden stick.

This has an irresistible allure for any man.

Even emperors are no exception.

A smile appeared on Jiang Feng's lips as he bent down and picked up the wooden stick.

He weighed it in his hand and then suddenly flicked his wrist.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp, piercing sound burst forth from the air!

As if he had grasped a divine sword, the wooden stick transformed into a blur, carrying a sharp gust of wind, and fiercely slashed at the roadside weeds that grew to waist height!

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The weeds snapped off cleanly from their stems.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

"I truly live up to my title of Great Emperor!"

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow and said with a smile.

Shen Weilan, who was half a step behind, saw this scene.

Watching the boy wielding a wooden stick in the sunset, his back exuding an arrogant and domineering aura.

Her steps unconsciously slowed down.

A gentle evening breeze ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead, but it couldn't dispel the surging emotions in her eyes.

Once upon a time, when they were all very young, Jiang Feng was like that too.

Shen Weilan felt a pang of sadness, and her vision was blurred by the mist once again.

It seems... her brother... really... really came back.

The two arrived at the bus stop.

Just then, a bus pulled up to the station.

Jiang Feng casually tossed the wooden stick into the trash can, turned to the side, and naturally placed his hand on the edge of the car door to protect Shen Weilan as she got into the car first.

Shen Weilan had just stepped one foot onto the bus when she suddenly froze.

"River……"

"Brother...you weren't hurt today, were you?"

"Um?"

Jiang Feng looked at her.

The concern and tentative probe in Shen Weilan's eyes touched his heart.

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