The classroom was silent.
The students were stunned.
It was not just because Ye Wushuang, who had always been timid, had hit someone, nor was it just because Ye Wushuang had won the fight.
It was more because—
They had not seen Ye Wushuang's movements clearly!!
Ye Wushuang's speed was as fast as a special effects edit in a movie!
That was too fake!!
The boy who had been beaten stood up, hunched over, one hand covering his face and the other his stomach, his eyes full of shock and shame:
"Ye Wushuang, you actually dared to hit me. Have you forgotten who my mother is?!"
His name was Zhang Chao, and his mother, Sun Hongxia, was one of the school board members of Feibird High School!
Ye Wushuang must have had the guts of a bear; she clearly did not want to continue at Feibird High School!
"Only incompetent people emphasize who their backers are to bully others when they are at a disadvantage." Ye Wushuang stated the facts.
"You just wait for me!"
Zhang Chao threw out a harsh threat and rushed out of the classroom to report to his mother.
The other students looked at each other and then looked at Ye Wushuang together, thinking that Ye Wushuang would regret it and be afraid.
But there was not a hint of fear on Ye Wushuang's face.
She flipped through her textbook unhurriedly, as if she were in a place with no one else around.
The morning light slanted onto her, dyeing her in a dazzling and warm glow, but the feeling she gave off was very cold—so cold that people dared not approach her, as if she were isolated from the world, lonely and arrogant.
"I must be having an illusion. How could a country bumpkin turn into a cold goddess!"
The child with low tolerance kept slapping his own head with his palm, attempting to make himself wake up a little.
At the same time, Shiqiao Town First Hospital.
Special hospital room.
Ji Hanhai was lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip, his complexion already much more ruddy.
Sitting by the hospital bed was a handsome man with an upright posture and a temperament like an emperor.
The man was lowering his head to peel an apple, his fingers long, cold, and white, with well-defined joints, just like an artist carving a work, which was very pleasing to the eye.
The air pressure in the room was very low.
Ji Hanhai whispered: "Isn't grandfather fine? Don't be angry, Ji Shen."
Ji Shen did not reply and continued to peel the apple.
The founding general hurriedly gave the guard, Xiao Liu, a look to signal him.
Xiao Liu wiped away cold sweat and said, biting the bullet:
"Young Master Ji, the General just wanted to go fishing in the mountains alone. We didn't expect to encounter foreign assassins on our own territory."
"Yes." The onlookers helped plead: "We still haven't found out who sent that assassin."
Xia Country possessed a comprehensive Skynet system; it was too strange that not even a trace could be found.
"Queen." Ji Shen stopped the action of peeling the apple.
"Does Mr. Ji mean that the person who attacked the General is related to that Queen?" Xiao Liu nodded with a solemn expression:
"If it were her, it would indeed be possible to accomplish this matter."
Queen, the assassin queen, an Asian woman.
It needs to be emphasized that "Queen" was not her codename, but a title of respect collectively given to her by the assassin world.
She had single-handedly killed the largest drug lord in the Golden Triangle, trekked through the Amazon primeval forest, and overturned the Sun Never Sets extremist organization; she was a legendary figure beyond reproach.
Therefore, if it were Queen, everything could receive a reasonable explanation.
But...
"But Queen is already dead."
Xiao Liu picked up the tablet computer nearby, entered a URL, and subsequently, a video popped up.
He aimed the screen at everyone and clicked the play button.
The video was very dark; the instigator had intentionally turned off the lights, making it impossible to see where the filming was taking place, leaving only a beam of light from a flashlight emitting a faint glow.
The light shone on a small boy; the boy was lying on the ground, his profile looking well-behaved and fair, but he was dying.
"Lucifer, come back quickly. Don't you hope to reunite with your younger brother?"
As the words landed, the little boy unexpectedly stopped breathing and did not move again.
Weak and sickly since childhood, how could he withstand all this?
"!" The person filming said with anger: "Save him! Save him quickly! Didn't I tell you to be a little lighter with your hands!!"
Under the cursing, the doctors swarmed up, and after a round of emergency treatment, they shook their heads helplessly.
The person was dead.
The video ended there.
"This boy is Queen's younger brother."
Xiao Liu explained:
"A month ago, Queen fled the organization with her younger brother. The younger brother turned back halfway to delay time for his older sister.
The organization leader was furious and filmed the video to provoke Queen into returning, but an accident happened, and the younger brother died."
Xiao Liu's tone was somewhat sighing.
The boy in the video did not betray his sister's trail even until death, and he did not even let out a cry of pain.
Was it because he was worried that his sister would hear his cry of pain and come back to avenge him?
Unfortunately, his sister still went back.
"Seven days after the video was uploaded, Queen returned to the organization and perished together with that group of people, buried in a sea of fire."
Xiao Liu shook his head: "Therefore, the possibility that this matter was planned by Queen is not high."
Ji Shen moved his gaze away from the tablet computer.
He did not expect that the majestic Queen would end up with such a miserable conclusion.
"Report, Ye Wushuang's information has been brought." A soldier saluted at the entrance.
"Bring it over." Ji Hanhai was very curious about the content of this information.
On the first page of the information was a student photo of a young girl, and below it was written:
Ye Wushuang, eighteen years old, from Shiqiao Village, father Ye Weiguo, mother Li Chunlan, currently studying in the third year of Feibird High School, an ordinary student.
"Just this simple?" Ji Hanhai flipped through the information back and forth, always feeling that a lot of things were missing from it.
"Yes..." The soldier scratched his head, truly unable to believe that the frail, well-behaved girl in the photo had saved the General from foreign assassins.
"Ji Shen, what do you think?" Ji Hanhai handed the information to Ji Shen.
Ji Shen looked at the girl in the photo, and after a moment, he let his gaze fall on the four characters "Flying Bird Academy".
"I will go to Feibird."
This life-saving grace, the Ji Family must repay it.
Flying Bird Academy.
The tightly closed door of Grade 12 Class 2 was suddenly pushed open by someone; the person who came was an obese noblewoman, walking aggressively toward the podium.
"Where is Ye Wushuang?"
She was Zhang Chao's mother, one of the school board members of Flying Bird Academy: Sun Hongxia.
Zhang Chao, with a hemostatic plug in his nostril, followed behind Sun Hongxia, looking for Ye Wushuang's figure with a fierce expression.
Almost without needing three seconds, he found Ye Wushuang, because Ye Wushuang was still sitting in her original position, like nothing had happened!
"Mom, she's there!" Zhang Chao reached out and shouted.
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