Chapter 927: Zero Zero Seven

Stop!

The carriage was stopped by the academy gatekeeper.

"Who goes there?"

The young man driving the carriage replied: "Inside the carriage are the abbot of White Horse Temple and three elders!"

The academy gatekeeper, having seen much of the world, remained calm even upon hearing that the other party was the abbot of White Horse Temple, one of the ten great temples of the Spiritual Realm.

"What brings the abbot of White Horse Temple to our Wànlíng Xuégōng?"

The young man driving the carriage froze, then turned his head to look inside the carriage.

After a brief silence, a low voice came from inside: "Wu Tian of White Horse Temple has come to visit the White Tiger Palace Master!"

The academy gatekeeper nodded, asking, "Do you have an invitation from the White Tiger Palace Master?"

"No. However, my son Wu Zhishang studies under the White Tiger Palace Master; the master previously said I may visit without an invitation."

The gatekeepers exchanged a glance, then one said, "I understand, come down to register."

As the words fell, two figures stepped out of the carriage.

One of them wore a blue robe; he was none other than Lan Shou, the elder of the Lan Clan from Tongtian Road.

As for the other, he wore a gray robe, his head bald like a boiled egg, dressed in a robe resembling a kasaya in clashing gold and red, giving off a monastic vibe.

However, his eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing in their depths, his face showing a fierce look, seeming not to be provoked.

White Tiger Academy.

"You say Wu Tian of White Horse Temple has come?"

"Yes, Master, I heard he went straight to find Wu Zhishang upon arrival!" Su Luo Qiu replied.

Upon hearing this, Lou Ting's eyebrows rose, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"How is Wu Zhishang doing now?"

Lou Ting asked casually, as if he didn't care at all about Wu Zhishang's condition.

Su Luo Qiu smirked sarcastically, "He's been thoroughly ruined; he probably won't be able to be a man in this lifetime. Lately he's just been lying down, unable to even stand."

Lou Ting nodded, a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"A waste who got in through connections; even if he's wasted, it's fine—my Lou Ting's sect doesn't lack disciples!"

Su Luo Qiu stood opposite Lou Ting, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Master, Wu Tian must have heard the news of Wu Zhishang's ruin and rushed here; if he sees Wu Zhishang's condition, he will surely fly into a rage!"

After all, Wu Zhishang is Wu Tian's only son.

"You're right; given Wu Tian's temperament, if he learns this was done by Ye Qingran, he won't let her off!"

Su Luo Qiu's eyes lit up, "Wu Tian is at least the abbot of White Horse Temple; if he sets his sights on her, Ye Qingran is as good as dead this time!"

Lou Ting gave a slight nod, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile, "So, one shouldn't be too ostentatious in life, or trouble will easily arise."

"Master, opportunity must not be lost; we can just use Wu Tian's hand to get rid of Ye Qingran!"

Su Luo Qiu made a throat-slitting gesture, killing intent flashing in her eyes.

"This matter is entrusted to you."

Su Luo Qiu wore a confident look, "Master, rest assured, I, Luo Qiu, will not disappoint you!"

Wu Tian entered Wànlíng Xuégōng and, without stopping, went to visit Wu Zhishang.

Although some time has passed since Wu Zhishang's manhood was ruined by Ye Qingran, he still lay in bed like a puddle of mud; his once stout frame visibly shrank a great deal, his complexion sallow, his eyes dull and lifeless, a far cry from his former self.

Upon seeing Wu Zhishang in that state, Wu Tian almost didn't recognize him.

"Shang'er?"

Upon hearing that voice, Wu Zhishang trembled all over, disbelievingly turning his head toward the door; upon seeing who it was, he burst into tears.

"Father, please save me!"

"I don't want to be a eunuch!"

"Father, help me take revenge, tear that vile person to pieces!"

Wu Zhishang's whole body shook with excitement, the anger in his heart finally finding an outlet.

Wu Tian's heart felt as if cut by a knife; this was his only child, yet he had suffered such unjust treatment!

"Shang'er, you have suffered!"

Wu Tian's heart ached terribly; he embraced Wu Zhishang, lifted his head, and his eye sockets grew moist.

"How innocent his Shang'er is! Why would the heavens treat him so?"

"Father, I want to kill her! I want her to be unable to live or die! I want her to become a promiscuous woman that anyone can sleep with! I also want to ruin her two sons..."

Wu Zhishang clutched Wu Tian's clothes tightly, his fingers turning white, the hatred in his eyes like a rushing river.

Wu Tian patted Wu Zhishang's back, soothing, "Shang'er, rest easy; Father will help you get revenge!"

"Zhishang, who exactly hurt you?" Lan Shou asked in a low voice from the side.

"Ye Qingran!" Wu Zhishang said, word by word.

"Ye Qingran?"

Lan Shou's eyes showed surprise.

"Is that the Ye Qingran he knows?"

The West Garden is one of the dozens of cafeterias in Wànlíng Xuégōng; due to its remote location, academy disciples usually aren't keen to come.

After the West Garden cafeteria changed to a new chef, its popularity surged, becoming the most popular cafeteria in the academy!

At lunchtime, the West Garden cafeteria was packed.

"My goodness, I got to eat a dish made by Zero Zero Seven!"

An exclamation rang out from somewhere in the noisy cafeteria; instantly, countless gazes turned toward that person, full of envy.

Every chef in the academy cafeteria has their own number; the newly arrived chef just happens to be number Zero Zero Seven.

Because the cafeteria isn't staffed solely by Chef Ling Ling Qi, whether you get to eat his dishes is entirely a matter of fate!

Because such fate has only a probability of about one in ten, those who possess it are always fiercely envied, jealous, and hated.

"It's said that Chef Ling Ling Qi not only has superb cooking skills, but is also extremely handsome—no one knows if it's true or not!"

"I'm also curious—I've never seen him in person!"

"Absolutely true! I waited for him three days at the cafeteria entrance last time, finally saw him in person—he's truly handsome!"

When Ye Qingran entered the West Courtyard Cafeteria, all she heard was everyone discussing the newly arrived chef, Ling Ling Qi.

"It's that lively?"

Ye Qingran definitely wasn't just joining the fun; she happened to be passing by nearby, caught the mealtime, and stopped by to have a look.

"Sorry, everyone, Chef Ling Ling Qi is off duty today, so the West Courtyard Cafeteria will no longer serve his dishes!"

Upon hearing this, the cafeteria erupted in waves of wailing.

After a moment, the familiar voice said again, "Oh, Ling Ling Qi said that a special guest has arrived today, and he will prepare a dish especially for her."

Upon hearing this, the cafeteria instantly burst into waves of screams!

"Ahhh! Is that special guest definitely me?!"

"Get lost! It's me, it's me, definitely me!"

"What the hell! It's definitely me!"

Just as everyone was fighting over the quota, heads bloodied, the cafeteria attendant brought out a food box bearing the number 'Ling Ling Qi' from the back kitchen.

The people in the cafeteria instantly fell silent, staring fixedly at the food box, their hearts full of curiosity.