Shuizhou Demon City Base, Seventh Division, Martial Arts Brigade.

Chen Shouhu carefully watched the projected image on the wall.

In the image, a young man was participating in the basic assessment of the Captain Competition Camp, leading the other students as they were crushed along the way.

Then he fought against the Sea Siren at the late Life Force stage, like cutting through melons and vegetables.

Finally, he battled three top-tier experts from the Competition Camp, none of whom could withstand more than three moves.

"Wang Huaixiong…"

Chen Shouhu cursed softly and called Wang Boxiong.

"Zhou Leng finished the camp in one day, the bet is valid, the reward is doubled, plus a quota for the Demon Slaying Camp. I keep my word, unlike some schemers who always like to plot against old schoolmates."

"Hmm, I understand."

"You knew all along, didn't you! Zhou Leng obtained the Giant Body when he came back from the Giant World, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"You've been plotting against me since then, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"You… hehe, that Executioner Evil Statue was killed by me, not you."

"If I had advanced to Grandmaster a few months earlier, I could have killed it, too."

"Unfortunately, I was a step faster than you."

"You took so many Pills when you were young and ended up just one step faster than me. How can you be so proud?"

"When insulting, don't hit the sore spots, when fighting, don't hit the face, you've gone too far."

"Thank you for sending someone to save Zhou Leng," said Wang Boxiong.

"Hai… we're all friends, no need to thank me… What's Zhou Leng's situation?"

"Martial Saint potential."

"You're bullshitting me again, everyone knows he's affected by the Spirit Poison Light. Even with the Giant Body and other help, top tier Grandmaster at best."

"Hmph," Wang Boxiong let out his signature sneer.

Chen Shouhu flared up, "Find an opportunity, let's have a duel!"

"Alright."

Chen Shouhu hung up the call, looked at Zhou Leng in the footage, muttered curses, and finally said, "Hope you don't learn bad things from Wang Huaixiong."

Finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair, gazing at the blank wall, recalling the events of those years.

"Give up, the Lou Family can't be moved."

"I only do what I should do."

"You will be in great danger."

"I am doing what I should do."

"You're risking your life?"

"Doing the right thing is more important than life."

"What if you die?"

"That's not important, what matters is that there will always be people like me, continuing to do the right thing."

"Ma Xingkong, damn you!"

"Don't mimic me."

Chen Shouhu sighed long, opened his eyes, and flipped through the intelligence report.

The wall projection showed a new video.

Under the camera, in Jinling City, inside a conference room, lay bodies strewn all over.

A bronze-colored figure wielded a blade, chopping off heads one by one, placing them neatly on the conference table, forming a line, and placing the blade at the edge of the heads.

He dipped his finger in blood, writing two characters on the Map of the Realm behind the main seat.

Huang Meng.

The man turned to look at the camera, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

Huang Meng Sect's Grandmaster, Tong Tianxia.

Chen Shouhu reviewed the victims' records.

One of them had the last name Lou.

Chen Shouhu stood up, looking out at the night scene of Shuizhou Demon City.

As the two suns, one large, one small, rose, Ruda gradually became lively.

From the school gate to the auditorium, banners were hung everywhere.

The phrases "Welcome Divine Text Bureau Expert for Guidance" could be seen everywhere.

When Zhao Nandi got out of the car, the entire school leadership welcomed him.

The students of the Divine Language Association looked dumbfounded, just one expert from the Divine Text Bureau, not even an academician, why would it warrant a collective greeting from the school leadership?

Other than being beautiful and stunning, this Divine Text Expert seemed to have nothing else, given such youth.

However, she was truly as beautiful as a top-level celebrity.

Facing as many leaders of Ruda, Zhao Nandi remained composed, with a hint of daily arrogance.

The leaders of Ruda seemed unconcerned, except for a few like the principal who were calm, many leaders kept laughing along.

After exchanging pleasantries with the school leaders, Zhao Nandi scanned the crowd and asked, "Where is Xu Qingjin?"

Some people looked towards Xu Qingjin, who, like a student in class, lightly raised her hand and whispered, "Sister Nandi, it's me."

Zhao Nandi looked at Xu Qingjin, a trace of surprise in her eyes, then smiled slightly, waving her over, "Come, let's go together."

"Hmm." Xu Qingjin walked over in a daze, it was the grandest ceremony she'd ever participated in in her life.

The school leaders and teachers watched Xu Qingjin, remembering this student.

"Where's Zhou Leng?" Zhao Nandi softly asked Xu Qingjin.

"He doesn't like such grand ceremonies; he'll come to the auditorium later."

"That kid… let's go." Zhao Nandi shook her head, she had said not to make it too grand yesterday, and Zhou Leng had agreed yet slipped away himself.

Zhao Nandi walked alongside the principal, who personally introduced Ruda to Zhao Nandi along the way.

On the principal's side, all school leaders had gathered.

On Zhao Nandi's side, there was only Xu Qingjin.

Members of the Divine Language Association from Ruda followed behind, looking at Xu Qingjin and whispering.

"She actually knows the Divine Text Expert, I originally thought she was just a regular coordinator."

"Usually quiet and unassuming, people can't be judged by appearances."

"No surprise, during this year's election, the position of vice president will surely be reserved for her."

"Election? It's not even necessary, looking at the setup of the school leadership, they'll probably directly select her as vice president."

"After all, it's connected to the Divine Literature Academy, it's said that all universities in Rucheng are competing fiercely."

"I've heard her boyfriend is quite formidable too."

"Who is it?"

"Ruda's number one, Zhou Leng."

"Isn't he the first of the freshmen?"

"That's last year's old news. You ask the top seniors in the fourth year; none can beat him. He has long been the true senior brother."

"These new students sure are fierce now..."

The group made a circuit, finished visiting Ruda, and entered the auditorium.

The originally simple Divine Text Class was made exceptionally grand by Ruda, firstly with speeches by the principal and others, then a speech by the president of the school's Divine Language Association.

After various ceremonial processes ended, the school leaders returned to their seats below the stage and took out their notebooks.

Zhao Nandi, dressed in a black suit dress outside, a flower-collared white shirt inside, her long hair flowing, wore non-lens black-frame glasses, stood on the stage, and scanned the whole audience.

The audience was silent.

In the corner, someone raised their hand, waved a bit, then put it down.

Zhao Nandi's mouth slightly curled up then pressed down, holding a remote control, operated the auditorium's projector, and began the lecture.

Zhao Nandi immersed herself in the study of divine texts from a young age, rose to Divine Text Expert without using her family's resources, and her mastery of divine text knowledge far exceeded ordinary experts.

Her beauty was cold and alluring; teaching, she was intellectually elegant, exuding astonishing charm.

The attending students soon were captivated.

Even those students the school arranged as fillers listened intently and with great interest.

After finishing the lecture, Zhao Nandi interacted with the students, answering everyone's questions.

The entire process was skillfully handled, an individual controlled the rhythm of the entire auditorium.

Finally, the principal took the lead in standing up to applaud, concluding this session of the Divine Text Class amid enthusiastic applause.

The crowd gradually left, fewer and fewer remained in the auditorium.

Only a few teachers and students proficient in divine texts surrounded Zhao Nandi for guidance.

Once most had left, Zhou Leng stepped forward.

Zhao Nandi bid farewell to everyone, bringing Xu Qingjin along.

"You're quite smart, pushing the two of us to the front stage, enjoying leisure behind," Zhao Nandi said.

"This is called the light of fireflies, not competing for brilliance with Teacher Zhao's clear moon," Zhou Leng said.

The three chatted and laughed, walked out.

Some people curiously watched the three, noticing this Expert Zhao, usually serious with others, smiled upon seeing Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin.

The three walked and chatted in Ruda, discussing divine texts.

Even in formal attire, Zhao Nandi's head-turning rate was astonishing.

Nearing noon, the three went to the cafeteria.

Zhao Nandi observed the meal portions of her students, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Eat more if you can, you're growing."

"Being able to eat is a blessing," Xu Qingjin said, smiling.

After lunch, the trio walked out, preparing to escort Zhao Nandi off the campus.

Before long, a patrol team walked over, the leader looked at Zhou Leng, stepped forward, blocked the three, and saluted.

"Hello, Student Zhou Leng, please come with us to the city bureau, cooperate with our investigation."

Xu Qingjin was confused, Zhao Nandi slightly narrowed her eyes.

Zhou Leng said, "Cooperating with the Patrol Bureau is a civic duty, but may I ask what specifically it's about?"

"Can't disclose right now, you'll know at the city bureau."

Zhou Leng remained unaffected, donned the Apprentice Martial Guard Token, then opened the Martial Arts City APP, clicked on the Honorary Lieutenant of the Martial Arts Brigade... surprisingly had already changed to Honorary Captain.

Zhou Leng showed the Honorary Captain insignia of the Martial Arts Brigade, said, "I'm an Honorary Captain in the Martial Arts Brigade, cooperating with you is fulfilling my duty."

Zhou Leng had already received Xue Chengsong's reminder, upon hearing they couldn't disclose, immediately understood they came for Tian Wenhua, naturally showing no courtesy.

The patrol was stunned, originally thought they were dealing with a young man with a bit of influence, unexpectedly ran into the big mountain of the Martial Arts Brigade, and was already an Apprentice Martial Guard.

Zhou Leng said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The other party genuinely didn't want trouble, helplessly said, "Here's the deal, someone reported you suspected of murdering Tian Wenhua, the general manager of Bad Exploration Company and others. Since the location is in Demon City, beyond our jurisdiction, but criminal cases follow the principle of personal jurisdiction, so we're just asking simply."

Zhou Leng hadn't spoken yet; Zhao Nandi, already informed of the situation, impatiently frowned and said, "What is there to investigate about someone like Tian Wenhua dying? I am Zhao Nandi from the Divine Text Bureau; Zhou Leng is my student. I hope you leave immediately, and don't let baseless matters affect his divine literature studies."

Seeing Zhao Nandi's imposing demeanor, hearing the accent from Xiongjing, the patrol immediately shrank.

He said helplessly, "It's an order from above to bring Student Zhou Leng back to the Patrol Office, I can't defy orders."

Zhao Nandi said, "Then wait."

Having said that, the Advanced Demon Brain appeared beside Zhao Nandi's ear; the previously non-lens black-frame glasses became a display screen.

Zhao Nandi dialed a number.

"Uncle Sun, it's me, Nandi..."

Everyone waited calmly.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Nandi said, "Here's the deal, I'm in Rucheng, and my particularly favored disciple has been falsely accused by gray forces, plus he's an Honorary Captain in the Martial Arts Brigade, also an Apprentice Martial Guard. Honestly pursuing this isn't good for our patrol system."

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