[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha":3,"chapter-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-49":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Global High Martial Arts, Starting Off with a Sharingan",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2318777,4534,"Chapter 49: The All-Powerful Matron","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-49",49,"\u003Cp>The meeting room at Linjiang Elementary was packed with people, the air thick with the scent of chalk dust mingled with perfume and tobacco from the parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng found his younger brother Wang Chong’s seat, pulled Jiang Xia down beside him, and just as they sat, a crisp clacking of high heels echoed behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Move aside, move aside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lavishly adorned matron, clutching a limited-edition handbag, pushed through the crowd with a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two bodyguards in black suits followed her, radiating the aura of Martial Masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron strode straight to the empty seat beside Wang Teng and was about to sit when her handbag accidentally brushed against the pen on his desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wang Teng could speak, she struck first. “What’s wrong with Itachi? Can’t Itachi see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recoiled as if burned, her voice shrill like nails scraping glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This bag is made from the hide of a Fire Spirit Crocodile slain during the Shanhai Cataclysm! Do Itachi think Itachi can afford to replace it if it’s scratched?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng’s brow furrowed at her sharp tone; he was about to bend down and pick up his pen when he heard her words and exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have some sense! Itachi shoved into me and brushed against me—how dare Itachi turn it around?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped the dust off his clothes, raising his voice. “Even if this crocodile-skin bag is priceless, that doesn’t mean Itachi can ignore basic decency!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Decency?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron laughed as if hearing the greatest joke, smoothing the bag’s pattern with her hand and glancing dismissively at Wang Teng and Jiang Xia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In Linjiang, my husband’s word *is* decency! He’s the chairman of Yang Group and the school’s largest benefactor—do Itachi think I can’t have security throw Itachi two out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded to her bodyguards, who stepped forward instantly, their aura pressing hard against Wang Teng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng snorted, flicked his wrist, and summoned a faint golden rune: “Gravity Rune · Sinking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two bodyguards were crushed as if by invisible boulders, their knees slamming onto the floor with a thud, faces as pale as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding parents fell silent, even holding their breath—this chubby kid was so young, yet he’d effortlessly subdued two Martial Masters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron staggered back a step, her bag slipping from her hand to the floor, but she dared not pick it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at Jiang Xia’s eyes, where a flicker of crimson glowed, and trembled. “W-who are Itachi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia didn’t answer. He bent down, picked up Wang Teng’s pen, and slipped it back into his hand, then turned to the ashen-faced matron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pick up your bag and apologize to my friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As tension hung heavy, the meeting room door opened, and the principal entered swiftly beside an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder’s eyes lit up at the sight of Jiang Xia and Wang Teng. “Jiang student, Wang student—what are Itachi doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia looked up, recognizing the Cultural Dao Academy badge on the elder’s chest, and gave a slight nod. “Good day, Master Zhang. I’m here to accompany Wang Teng to the parent meeting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron fixed her gaze on the Cultural Dao Academy badge, her heart sinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Linjiang, even her husband dared not act recklessly before a Cultural Dao Academy Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The principal’s face turned instantly purple; he hurried forward two steps and bowed to the elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Zhang, what brings Itachi here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot a furious glare at the matron, cursing Yang Group a thousand times in his mind—this fool had dared provoke someone from the Cultural Dao Academy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Zhang ignored the principal, his eyes locking onto the crocodile-skin bag on the floor, his brow knitting into a tight knot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched, brushing his fingers lightly over the bag’s pattern, his voice turning icy. “Fire Spirit Crocodile hide from Shanhai Pass? The high-rank beast slain twenty years ago by four academy heads and their students.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That hide was recovered during the purge—by regulation, it should have been sealed in the Cultural Dao Academy. How did it become your handbag?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron stammered, “I—I didn’t know! My husband bought it at an auction—I truly didn’t know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng snorted, pulling out his phone and opening a photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I took a picture of the bag’s serial number just now. Checked it—this Fire Spirit Crocodile hide was bought from the black market three months ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The buyer was registered under Yang Group’s auction house. Itachi say Itachi didn’t know—who believes that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Zhang took the phone, glanced at the serial number, and his expression darkened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at Jiang Xia, his eyes filled with complex emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang student, Master Liu valued Itachi most in his lifetime. If he knew the things he fought to protect were being used as status symbols, he’d be heartbroken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia clenched the bronze coin in his pocket, its edge digging painfully into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the matron, his voice flat, yet carrying absolute authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologize to Wang Teng. Then have your husband explain which black-market shop sold it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for this bag—Itachi’ll deliver it yourself to the Cultural Dao Academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron’s fingernails dug deep into her palms, her knuckles turning white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at Jiang Xia’s utterly expressionless eyes, then glanced at the phone in Master Zhang’s hand, still glowing with the black-market transaction record.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she bent down and picked up the crocodile-skin bag, her voice laced with resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“S-sorry—I didn’t see where I was going, I brushed your pen off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng grunted, letting it go, but Jiang Xia spoke softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they turned to follow Master Zhang out, muffled sobs rose behind them, mingling with the hushed whispers of the parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the Yang family villa, the golden chandelier’s light spilled across the marble floor, illuminating the matron’s bitter resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurled the crocodile-skin bag onto the sofa; the leather cushion thudded under the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Yang! Itachi have to stand up for me! Today at school, two brats humiliated me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao had just returned from the office, removing his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbing his temples. Hearing this, he frowned. “What happened? Who dared insult Itachi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who else? Two students here for the parent meeting! One fat one used a rune—just a flick of his wrist, and our two Martial Masters were forced to their knees!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The other one was worse—his eyes looked like he wanted to devour us! Even Master Zhang from the Cultural Dao Academy bowed to them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matron grew more agitated, snatching a glass of water from the coffee table and gulping it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They said my crocodile-skin bag came from the black market and demanded I hand it over! That bag cost Itachi eight digits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cultural Dao Academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao’s fingers paused. He put his glasses back on, his gaze behind the lenses turning grim. “Master Zhang? The old man who handles admissions for the Linjiang district?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her nod, he tapped his fingers on the sofa arm. “What were the two students’ names?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One’s Wang Teng. The other… I think it’s Jiang Xia… yes, Jiang Xia! Master Zhang even said Liu Sheng valued him most!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Xia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao sat bolt upright. He’d heard that name just today at the group’s senior meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cultural Dao Academy’s newly prioritized SSS-tier prodigy—rumored to be closely tied to Liu Sheng, and a former classmate of his eldest son, Yang Wei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart lurched, but he quickly suppressed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless, they’re just students. I’m the school’s largest benefactor and chairman of Yang Group—no matter what, the Cultural Dao Academy can’t ignore my rules in Linjiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1275,"2026-06-20T15:06:04.061Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4c123dcdeab3eec3a3153029c09e19fc169703013b424977c67b5b251fa1b6cc","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-50","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-48",162,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-cover.jpg"]