Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Han Yun's face was swollen on one side, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He lay on the ground, his eyes unfocused, and it took him a long time to recover from the shock of the slap.

The heavily made-up girl stared wide-eyed, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

Several onlookers instinctively took a step back, their gazes towards Jiang Chuan shifting from contempt to fear.

A slap can send someone flying seven or eight meters?

What kind of superhuman strength is this?!

Jiang Chuan withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I'll ask you one more time: take it or not?"

Han Yun collapsed to the ground, trembling all over. Half of her face was so swollen that she couldn't even open her eyes. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single complete syllable.

"presumptuous!!"

A furious shout came from deep within the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman wearing the robes of a Xinghai Academy instructor strode out.

Upon seeing her, Han Yun clung to her like a drowning man grasping at a straw. She struggled to her feet, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling with grief: "Cousin! He hit me! This wild brat, who knows where he came from, attacked someone at Xinghai Academy!"

Han Yue, Director of Teaching at Xinghai Academy, a peak sixth-tier professional.

He is also the highest-ranking member of the Han family in Xingmian Academy.

She strode up to Jiang Chuan, glanced down at Han Yun's swollen and deformed face, and a burst of anger flared in her eyes.

"How dare you!"

Her voice was icy: "How dare you lay a hand on a student of Xinghai Academy? Whose student are you? State your name! I want to see who gave you the audacity to run rampant in the academy!"

Jiang Chuan calmly gave his name.

"Jiang Chuan."

Han Yue suddenly felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

But even after searching through her memories, she couldn't recall any powerful or influential family in Tianque City with the surname Jiang.

Her eyes grew even colder: "I don't care who you are, daring to bully someone from the Han family, you probably don't want to stay at Star Crown Academy! Starting today, Star Sea Academy will cancel all your cultivation subsidies, effective immediately!"

Han Yue thought that once she said this, the other party would be so frightened that he would kneel down and beg for mercy. However, Jiang Chuan just glanced at her indifferently, his eyes as calm as if he were looking at a noisy fly.

This blatant disregard instantly ignited Han Yue's anger. She laughed bitterly, "Fine, fine! Looks like you're going to have to suffer the consequences!"

She raised her hand and waved, sending a communication rune flying from her fingertip and disappearing into the core of the array in the wall.

hum! !

The lights along the entire corridor instantly turned a warning red.

Heavy footsteps echoed from all directions.

In no time at all.

A dozen or so burly men in security uniforms poured in from various exits.

Security guards surrounded Jiang Chuan and Su Yao in the center, each holding a half-meter-long stun baton with a pale blue arc of electricity dancing on the tip.

"Take this kid down!"

Han Yue coldly ordered: "According to the academy's regulations, anyone who attacks a disciple without cause will be placed in solitary confinement for at least one month. In serious cases, their enrollment may be revoked and they may be expelled from the academy!"

Before the security guards could make a move, the tightly closed door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened.

An elderly figure walked out from inside the door.

Han Sinan was wearing a wrinkled white lab coat, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and he had dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night.

Those cloudy old eyes lit up the moment they saw Jiang Chuan.

"Little Jiang?!"

Han Sinan rushed over in three steps, grabbed Jiang Chuan's hand, and a bright, unbelievable smile bloomed on his face.

"I was just about to come find you! Hurry, come with me to the lab. I heard you've made another breakthrough, and we can collect a new batch of research samples!"

The audience was silent.

Han Yue's smile froze completely on her face.

The security guards, each wielding a stun gun, exchanged bewildered glances.

Overwhelmed.

Han Yun forgot the pain on his face, stared wide-eyed at the scene before him in disbelief.

Han Sinan then noticed that something was off about the atmosphere around him. He looked around and frowned as he saw the stun batons in the hands of the security guards.

He said in an annoyed voice, "What are you doing?!"

The security chief was a shrewd man.

He sensed that things were not going well.

He quickly shifted the blame: "It was Director Han who notified us that someone was causing trouble on campus, so we rushed over to handle it!"

"Here's what happened..."

Jiang Chuan recounted the entire incident, concluding, "Xinghai Academy is in charge of distributing welfare subsidies to all teachers and students, yet it has fostered such parasites who line their own pockets. Of course, I have great faith in Dean Han's character and conduct, as well as the overall atmosphere of Xinghai Academy. We can't let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch."

After listening to Jiang Chuan's story, Han Sinan's brows furrowed even more deeply.

He turned around and looked at Han Yue and Han Yun, who had just gotten up from the ground. His wrinkled face was expressionless.

Han Yue's heart tightened, and she quickly said, "Dean, it's not what he said! This kid started it, I just..."

"No need to say anything more, you've been dismissed."

Han Sinan said calmly.

Han Yue stood there, stunned, seemingly unable to believe what she had just heard: "Dean, Dean, what did you say?"

"I'm saying you've been dismissed, effective immediately."

Han Sinan repeated himself, then turned to look at the heavily made-up girl beside him, and glanced at Han Yun, "And you, you, both of you get out of Xinghai Academy!"

Han Yun's face turned deathly pale instantly. Ignoring the excruciating pain on her face, she knelt down with a thud: "Dean Han! I was wrong! Please give me another chance!"

Han Sinan waved his hand, interrupting her.

He is a scholar.

I'm not good at, and I don't like, dealing with these kinds of messy things.

But since the matter involves Jiang Chuan.

That makes things simple.

Jiang Chuan is the seed of hope that concerns the future fate of the entire human race.

Even if he were a ruthless and insane killer, he would still stand firmly on Jiang Chuan's side, defying all societal norms.

Moreover.

Jiang Chuan was in the right in this matter.

He didn't look at Han Yun, but instead turned his gaze to a young mentor standing on the outermost edge of the crowd.

The man was a young man who looked to be under thirty, wearing thick-rimmed glasses and carrying a stack of documents. He had clearly been drawn over by the commotion earlier.

"You, come here."

The young mentor paused for a moment, looked around to make sure Han Sinan was calling him, then jogged forward and said, "Good morning, Dean!"

"Alright, starting today, you will take over as the Director of Teaching at Xinghai Academy."

After saying this, Han Sinan grabbed Jiang Chuan's arm and walked towards the laboratory, leaving without looking back with the final words: "You handle the rest!"

The young mentor stood there, staring blankly at Han Sinan's departing figure, then at the former head of teaching who was slumped on the ground in front of him.

He opened his mouth, but after a long pause, he managed to stammer out, "...Me?"

No one answered him.

Han Yue's face was ashen. She knew she was finished. The network of relationships that the Han family had cultivated at Xingmian Academy for many years had been uprooted by this old man's casual remark.

Han Yun slumped to the ground, half of her face still swollen, tears mixed with blood streaming down her face.

The other students had already dispersed, and not one of them dared to step forward and say a word for them.

Jiang Chuan was being dragged towards the laboratory by Han Sinan.

He paused, not looking at Su Yao, but instead said to the young instructor who was still processing the unexpected windfall, "I remember there's an S-rank flame inheritance in the academy that hasn't been inherited yet, right?"

Young mentors are not like Han Sinan, an old scholar whose mind is full of research.

He nodded quickly, "Understood!"

Jiang Chuan then left with Han Sinan.

From beginning to end, his gaze never fell on Su Yao.

Stand up for her.

It was simply because she had spoken up for him in the square.

Although Jiang Chuan could clear his name even without her testimony, it was already quite remarkable that she spoke up for him at that critical moment.

"etc!"

Su Yao clutched the few inferior pills in her hand, the tear tracks in her eyes still wet. Mustering her courage, she called out to him again. Her lips moved, but in the end, she only managed to say, "...Thank you."

Jiang Chuan then turned around and glanced at her. The disheveled girl in front of him overlapped with the arrogant figure in his memory.

He nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

He turned and left.

Su Yao's eyes were filled with a sense of loss.

The young instructor snapped out of his daze and looked at Su Yao: "You have an A-level fire talent?"

"Yes."

Su Yao nodded somewhat slowly.

He smiled and said, "You have good potential. Come with me, I'll take you to test your compatibility with the 'Flame Monarch' inheritance."

After the young mentor finished speaking, he glanced at Han Yue and Han Yun, who were slumped on the ground.

Trying to put on a serious expression:

"Master Han... cough, you two, hurry up and complete the departure procedures, don't make things difficult for me!"