Chapter 48: Waiting for You Until I Sprout 05

She truly has never given him a proper look.

"I glanced at you with my peripheral vision," she replied, missing the point.

Pei Yusen stared at her with a bewildered expression, unable to help but frown.

The man shifted his gaze and whispered, "The Jin Sect disciples are returning; go back and get ready."

She gave a soft "mm."

At this time in her previous life, she should have been out with Third Senior Brother, eating, drinking, and having fun; she wonders if living a second life might change the outcome.

In the summer, she wore a high ponytail, her mist‑blue long hair dazzling in the sunlight.

In the slightly sweltering academy, she walked toward the Fragrance Tuning Hall.

She returned to her dorm for a quick cool shower, then planned to try fragrance tuning; it was only ten twenty, still early.

"I heard that at Linglong Academy the only female disciple who can match you is Senior Sister Huo Anle," said one woman as two women stood in the first‑floor lobby of the Fragrance Tuning Hall, registering entry and exit.

The woman speaking was known to Jun A Ran; she was Lu Tianyun, a junior junior sister of the Jin Sect. Among all sect disciples only the top ten are noted; she is a junior sister of the Jin Sect, but in the Floating Gate she doesn't even make the list of names.

Since the founding master, the Jin Sect has practiced fragrance tuning, while the Ink Sect focuses on musical arts.

Pei Yusen is the Senior Brother of the Floating Gate, as well as the Senior Brother of both the Jin Sect and the Ink Sect.

Song Yangzhi is the Second Senior Brother of the Floating Gate and the Second Senior Brother of the Ink Sect, but has no ties to the Jin Sect and does not study fragrance tuning.

Huo Anle is the Ninth Senior Sister of the Floating Gate, the Second Senior Sister of the Jin Sect, and the Sixth Senior Sister of the Ink Sect.

As for Luo Yuhan, although he is the Third Senior Brother of the Floating Gate, he is the Fifth Senior Brother of the Ink Sect and knows nothing about Jin Sect matters.

On a sofa in the lounge area of the hall lay a man, his hair—styled in fine, fragmented layers—dyed platinum.

An earring glimmered in the shop window's reflection as he closed his eyes to rest his spirit.

Yet he unintentionally overheard the two women's conversation.

Because a bookshelf in the lounge blocked their view, they didn't see the man on the sofa sit up.

"I heard Senior Brother has been taking private training lately." Shi Shenlan and Pei Yusen have been childhood sweethearts; although not completely innocent, in others' eyes they share a kind of celestial friendship.

Lu Tianyun feigned innocence, "I haven't seen Senior Brother lately; maybe it's because of Jun A Ran. The senior brothers say Senior Sister is impressive; Jun Senior Sister has good talent."

She had originally planned to wait until the two left and then sign in herself, but watching them made her feel irritated.

"Good talent? Does she even deserve it?" Shi Shenlan let out a light snort, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her eyes.

She is, after all, the Seventh Senior Sister of the Floating Gate.

Behind her, Jun A Ran's languid, drooping phoenix eyes approached, taking the signing pen from Shi Shenlan's hand, writing the time while saying lightly, "People with poor talent only like to deceive themselves."

As soon as she finished speaking, the aura around her shifted; she tilted her face slightly, the three characters "Jun A Ran" she signed in a flamboyant, soaring style, extremely arrogant.

Shi Shenlan stared at her coldly, expressionless, "Is that how you speak to Senior Sister?"

Her face was calm as a breeze, her slender fingers lightly tapping the notebook.

The girl was tall and slender, shoulders straight, her innate elegance and graceful swan neck evoking envy, and her drooping phoenix eyes revealed a detached indifference.

The man in the lounge laughed as the three women bickered.

So this was a one‑act play performed by three women.

Jun A Ran raised an eyebrow slightly, her thin lips curling into a faintly mocking smile, and said coldly, "Misleading the younger generation."

Shi Shenlan flared up suddenly, fuming.

She had once taught a student who was a promising seed, but she ruined him; later many said she didn't deserve the Seventh Senior Sister seat, for misleading the younger generation.

Lu Tianyun, seeing the scene, stepped in as a peacemaker.

"Senior Sister Jun, are you also here for fragrance tuning?" Lu Tianyun, a very beautiful girl whose beauty carried an edge of aggression yet also three parts of classical charm, asked.

Standing beside Shi Shenlan, they were evenly matched; now Shi Shenlan's temperament was slightly superior, pressing her down a bit, but looking ahead, Shi Shenlan might no longer be able to keep Lu Tianyun in check.

Jun A Ran said nothing, withdrew her arm, and prepared to go upstairs.

A pure white long dress, round‑toed shoes, the hem swayed with her fair beautiful legs, lightly brushing Shi Shenlan's long leg.

Without warning, Shi Shenlan suddenly shoved her from behind.

In that instant, Jun A Ran's head buzzed; the cold ceramic tiles she fell onto surely left her with bruised nose and swollen face.

Huo Li saw this and his heart tightened!

"Damn, is this woman playing dirty?!"

The whole world fell silent, then…

She fell silent.

Lu Tianyun saw this scene, her beautiful eyes involuntarily widening, her complexion changing abruptly.

She looked at Shi Shenlan in panic, "Seventh Senior Sister, how did you…?"

Immediately, Shi Shenlan gave her a cold glance, "Useless, there's no surveillance here."

Jun A Ran stood, her drooping phoenix eyes flashing icy cold, her thin lips parting slightly as she said coldly, "Push me?"

Lu Tianyun hadn't expected the two to get serious and even resort to physical action; her rank was lower than Shi Shenlan's, her talent inferior to Jun A Ran's, so if these two got into trouble, she would inevitably be scolded.

"What of it if I push you?" Shi Shenlan stepped toward her, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, a flash of cold light, "I still dare to strike you!"

Her arm, just as it rose, was seized by Jun A Ran; a pale, white hand gripped Shi Shenlan's delicate wrist tightly, "My slap fits your face perfectly."

The girl's drooping phoenix eyes held a hint of smile, her thin lips pressed tight as she declared word for word, "Just wait, I'll show you what the wheel of fate really means."

As soon as she finished speaking, she twisted the woman's wrist and hurled her violently onto the ground.

Ignoring the woman's vicious stare, she walked straight away.

At this moment, Lu Tianyun looked at Shi Shenlan with a slightly tearful voice, "Seventh Senior Sister, shall I take you to the clinic?"

There is a small clinic within Linglong Academy, dedicated to serving students.

Shi Shenlan looked at her on the verge of crying, recalling that she hadn't helped her earlier; a burst of malice found its outlet as she snarled, "You still have no brain; can you see the situation? You can't even command a squad!"

With that, she dropped Lu Tianyun and walked away.

Lu Tianyin stood alone in the hall, her disheveled hair hanging loosely, she slightly raised her head and glanced at the already-repaired surveillance camera on the wall corner.

She sneered inwardly, she would never be that stupid.

In the clinic.

Jun'a Ran tilted her body slightly, a bruise had already appeared on her elbow, her knee and elbow were mottled blue and purple.

"Your body is just too sensitive."

The doctor didn't know what to say; this child had grown up under her watch, usually bumps and knocks caused nothing for others, but here she ended up covered in bruises, looking terribly frightening.

Asked again if it hurt, she felt nothing.

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