Chapter 36: Human Hearts

We can guarantee to everyone that regarding Su Chen's matter, we have no hidden agenda.

Qin Bing'er spoke first, explaining to the audience in the live stream.

Many viewers in the live stream liked Qin Bing'er, but seeing her openly favor and protect Su Chen now made them even more displeased.

They naturally wouldn't curse their own goddess, but the live stream's barrage began to frenziedly curse and question Su Chen.

Wang Zifeng frowned slightly and spoke solemnly: 'I guarantee with my reputation that Su Chen did not cheat.'

As soon as he finished speaking, some viewers in the live stream began to hesitate, mainly because Wang Zifeng's reputation was immense—not just his knowledge and achievements.

What he is even more famous for is his charitable deeds; since he started college, he has used his scholarship to aid many impoverished students.

This charitable act has continued to the present, so he has lived a relatively austere life, remaining unmarried to this day, and the students he has aided exceed several thousand, many of whom have become world-renowned figures.

Wang Zifeng no longer paid attention to the live stream's comments, but continued speaking, his humorous face full of seriousness: 'We have decided to adopt a new method—live questioning—of course, the questions must not exceed the syllabus, nor go beyond the scope of science and foreign languages.'

Of course, to avoid any suspicion of advance cheating, not only can we ask questions, but your questions can also serve as an assessment method.

As soon as Wang Zifeng said that, the live stream audience's attention was instantly drawn away from Su Chen's alleged cheating, and some even began to believe in him.

Among them, many began searching online for tricky or difficult questions, hoping to stump Su Chen.

……

Two hours later, Su Chen sat between Wang Zifeng and Qin Bing'er, while the live stream audience had long since switched from cursing to spamming '666' and 'awesome' and the like.

Su Chen looked at the live stream audience, his face full of smiles, but deep in his eyes lay coldness.

He clearly remembered how these people had just cursed him with the most vicious words; even if he could understand their thoughts, they merely regarded Su Chen as a wicked capitalist, a wicked bureaucrat.

At the same time, Pang Jinlong stared at Su Chen in the live stream, finding him increasingly familiar; suddenly, a young man who had brushed past him, the Su Chen sitting on a large rock at Luoxian Shan, and the Su Chen in the live stream merged in his mind.

In that instant, Pang Jinlong formed a bold guess; upon thinking of this, his gaze toward Su Chen instantly turned fervent.

He hesitated not, immediately dialing a phone number.

Tianhai Daxue, inside a female dormitory, Su Qing watched the live stream's Su Chen, a seductive smile in her eyes as she lazily stretched: 'Not bad, you little brat……'

Meanwhile, in another dormitory, Lin Mu Ran blinked her pure, big eyes at the live stream's Su Chen, a flash of brightness crossing her gaze.

She murmured: 'What a pity, why didn't you come to Tianhai Daxue?'

At Su Chen's home, Su Mother watched the live stream's Su Chen, her face breaking into an unstoppable gentle smile, while the perpetually simple and stern Su Father could not hold back his smile either.

As the live stream neared its end, a flicker of hard-to-conceal excitement flashed in his eyes, his rims instantly reddening as he murmured: 'Old Song, did you see that? Little Chen…… little Chen has made something of himself……'

After chatting a while longer with the live stream audience, Su Chen finally ended the broadcast, successfully dispelling everyone's doubts.

Su Chen walked out of the building, exhaling deeply; although he could cultivate for days without pause, having streamed for just over two hours today, he actually felt fatigued.

Su Chen had just stepped downstairs when a person from the car immediately got out to open the door for him.

Su Chen gave that person a slight nod, then entered the car.

Su Chen, dozing in the car, was awakened by his phone's ring.

The incoming call display on his phone showed 'Su Qing' in bold.

Su Chen, for some reason, had always felt an inexplicable apprehension toward his older sister.

He was about to mute the phone to continue napping, but a new message appeared on the screen.

'Answer the phone…… or else.'

Following it was an emoji that couldn't be viewed without clicking; Su Chen didn't need to look to guess what it was.

Su Chen helplessly tapped to answer, knowing Su Qing's temper and not daring to defy her.

'Little Chen, do you miss me?'

A lazy yet alluring voice came through.

Su Chen replied helplessly: 'Su Qing, what do you want?'

Upon hearing this, Su Qing instantly reacted like a bristling cat: 'Su Chen, you've grown bold? Not calling me sister? Think you can get away with it just because I'm not beside you?'

Su Chen, hearing this, immediately recalled past instances of being bullied by Su Qing and shivered.

Then Su Chen put on an apologetic smile: 'Qing Sis, Qing Sis, what do you need, elder?'

'Hmph.'

After Su Qing snorted in dissatisfaction, she continued: 'Nothing much, but you sure made a big splash today. By the way, why didn't you take Tianhai Daxue's special recruitment?'

Don't tell me your school doesn't have a special recruitment for Tianhai Daxue.

Su Qing seemed to have guessed the excuse Su Chen was about to offer, directly cutting off what he was going to say.

Su Chen had intended to use that excuse to placate Su Qing, but she blocked him outright, and he immediately muttered: 'It's not because you're at Tianhai Daxue.'

But he dared not say that reason outright, even though both understood it.

His mind raced, and he instantly thought of a reason: 'My wish since childhood has been to enter Qingbei University.'

'Forget it, forget it; since you won't tell the truth, you don't need to go to school anymore. When you have free time, come play at Tianhai Daxue—don't make me come back and drag you myself.'

Su Qing's final words carried a veiled threat; after saying them, she hung up.

Su Chen's forthcoming words were choked back; looking at the already hung-up phone, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times as he sighed helplessly.

Returning home, Su Chen faced the warm welcome of Su Father and Su Mother; only half an hour later did he retreat to his own room.

He looked at his phone, which kept delivering messages and endless calls, so he simply turned it off and fell into a deep sleep—he was exhausted.

Su Chen felt for the first time that the tedious cultivation was actually quite nice.

The next day, Su Chen rose early; having no choice, he needed to report for duty at the Immortal Cultivation Management Bureau Branch.

One reason is that his cultivation is only at the Qi Condensation Fifth Layer, making it impossible to defy the wishes of that oldster from the National Security Bureau.

Another reason is that he also wanted to make up for the huge mistake he had caused.