Chapter 304

Li Zhangsheng instantly locked onto that energy fluctuation, taking three steps as if they were two, and walked toward the direction the other party was moving.

At this moment, the other party was still deep in the Outer Treasury, walking toward the exit.

Soon, Li Zhangsheng saw the other party, and he was slightly stunned, because he had met them before.

A month ago, when Li Zhangsheng led his team on a mission, he had encountered the Royal Academy's team, and the other party was precisely the captain of that Royal Academy team—Zhao Wencan!

Although the two had met before, Zhao Wencan was quite arrogant and had no intention of getting to know Li Zhangsheng, so naturally there was no communication between them at the time.

Seeing the iron box in Zhao Wencan's hand, Li Zhangsheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly—truly, the other's fortune was heaven-defying; just picking up a random box, it was almost the best treasure here!

Just as Li Zhangsheng was preparing to leave, suddenly, Zhao Wencan saw Zhao Shuyi's figure.

Upon seeing Zhao Wencan, Zhao Shuyi instinctively wanted to avoid him, for she harbored deep hatred in her heart for this half-blood brother of her age.

Others might be deceived by Zhao Wencan's appearance, but Zhao Shuyi surely knew better—though he seemed refined and scholarly, he was actually a two-faced person; though young, he had committed all kinds of evil deeds, loved to oppress the common people, and was also lustful, having defiled countless respectable women.

"Well, well, isn't this my foolish little sister? What wind blew you here too?"

Zhao Wencan made no effort to hide his dislike for Zhao Shuyi—she was born of a concubine, which was bad enough, but Zhao Shuyi had fortunately contracted a top-tier three-tailed snow fox, which caused Zhao Wencan's cytokinesis due to jealousy, for his own life-bound demon pet, whether in quality, species, or bloodline, fell far short of the three-tailed snow fox.

In Zhao Wencan's view, he was the legitimate son of the Zhao family, yet his life-bound demon paled in comparison to Zhao Shuyi's, born of a concubine; moreover, he sensed that Zhao Shuyi had reached the Third Rank just like him, which intensified his hatred toward her.

Zhao Shuyi couldn't be bothered with him, treating him as if he were air, and continued walking forward.

"Still not stopping, you bastard born of a concubine!"

Being ignored by Zhao Shuyi made Zhao Wencan feel utterly humiliated; he was never one to endure, and besides, the two had long since torn apart their facades.

"What did you say!" Zhao Shuyi's face turned frosty, she appeared before Zhao Wencan in two or three steps, looking down at him from above.

In her arms, the three-tailed snow fox tore off its camouflage, revealing three fluffy tails, its blood-red eyes fixed tightly on Zhao Wencan, ready to attack at any moment.

Zhao Wencan lifted his chin, the corners of his mouth slightly raised—he was no fool, already prepared for Zhao Shuyi's provocation, and he sincerely hoped Zhao Shuyi would lose her reason and attack him here!

This place was the heavily guarded Imperial Treasury; once Zhao Shuyi openly attacked him here, the consequences would be severe.

Thus, Zhao Wencan stood ready and said: "You think I don't dare? Fine, then I'll repeat it once more—you damned……ah!"

Just as Zhao Wencan was about to repeat the phrase, Li Zhangsheng, holding a pile of iron boxes, suddenly burst out from a corner one meter away and collided squarely with the unprepared Zhao Wencan.

"Ah!" Zhao Wencan cried out, falling face-first to the ground with a heavy impact; he could no longer hold the iron box containing the treasure, which immediately fell to the ground.

Li Zhangsheng took the opportunity to hurl the iron box, deliberately falling onto Zhao Wencan; his body had been tempered by Starlight Power, so even after reducing some force, Zhao Wencan still suffered immensely.

In the moment of falling, Li Zhangsheng glanced at Zhao Shuyi, who was nearly bursting with anger.

Perfect!

This was Li Zhangsheng's thought as he fell—he felt genuine admiration for his own cunning maneuver!

Zhao Shuyi stood frozen, her mind repeatedly replaying Li Zhangsheng's fall; she knew it was deliberate, done to help her seek justice.

For a moment, Zhao Shuyi's heart filled with gratitude, and her gaze toward Li Zhangsheng gained a few extra layers of inexplicable meaning.

In Zhao Shuyi's arms, the three-tailed snow fox was stunned—Li Zhangsheng's actions seemed to have opened a new world for it.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to!" Li Zhangsheng stood up first, making a motion to help Zhao Wencan up.

"Bastard!" Zhao Wencan roared, shaking off Li Zhangsheng's hand—Li Zhangsheng had ruined his plan.

"Ouch!" Li Zhangsheng fell onto a stone slab, and just as he was about to rise again, he furrowed his brow, painfully supporting his waist, giving the impression of injury.

He was also a tough one—before acting, he had left bruises on his waist and legs; his outward appearance showed no reaction, but he had actually grasped everything, including Zhao Wencan's reaction.

"Is he really hurt?" Watching this, Zhao Shuyi couldn't help but think so—indeed, Li Zhangsheng's expression didn't seem feigned.

Li Zhangsheng sat on the ground, 'accidentally' lifting a corner of his upper garment, revealing a large bruised area on his waist.

Amid this farce, some academy members in the treasury gathered around, including Miao Yinfeng and several Yuanling Academy students.

At this moment, Zhao Shuyi ran to Li Zhangsheng, carefully helped him up from the ground, then glared at Zhao Wencan: "He's already apologized—why are you still pushing him!"

At this moment, Miao Yinfeng led a group to surround Zhao Wencan, seeking an explanation.

He is the team leader, and he brought Li Zhangsheng here—by emotion and reason, he should stand on Zhao Wencan's side.

Zhao Wencan stubbornly said: "He bumped into me—I shoved him once, what's the big deal? You're surrounding me—do you think the Royal Academy has no one?"

As Zhao Wencan's words fell, Dou Yuansheng, his face full of flesh, leading several Royal Academy elites, stopped watching the spectacle and appeared timely before Zhao Wencan.

Hahaha~

At the same time, a squad of armored guards ran over.

The leading guard, upon seeing Dou Yuansheng, hastily bowed: "Ninth Prince!"

The guards behind him quickly followed suit.

"No need for formalities!" Dou Yuansheng waved his hand, then looked at the tense crowd—he too was quite annoyed; although he hadn't seen the whole process, from the scene it seemed Zhao Wencan was in the wrong.

If Zhao Wencan weren't his lackey, Dou Yuansheng truly wouldn't want to clash with the Yuanling Academy; for him, who aspires to the throne, this would not serve his interests.

"This is a misunderstanding—let everyone just disperse! Ninth brother, why must you make such a fuss over such a small matter, turning it into swords drawn and bows bent!"

Before Dou Yuansheng could speak, a clear voice suddenly rang out.

(End of Chapter)