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Before Lin Han could express his loyalty, he heard Wu Qinghong chuckling softly.
"Alright, alright, I accept the bet. This is what I promised you."
A clear voice rang out behind Lin Han at the same time. Without needing to think, Lin Han recognized it was Qin Yu, the acting head of the Military Department at the academy, who looked weary.
At that moment, his mental state seemed less than optimal.
"Do you need me to handle things over at Yun City?"
Wu Qinghong frowned slightly at Qin Yu's appearance but remained unyielding as he took the ring that Qin Yu handed over.
"No, the old man has already sent someone to take care of it. But Lin Han, have you really thought this through? What you'll face afterward might be even more troublesome than that Crimson Corpse; your situation could be worse."
"Mm."
Lin Han chose not to say more. Wu Qinghong patted Lin Han on the head and smiled.
"Alright, we've been away for too long; it will raise suspicions. Qin Yu, let's go back to the academy with my little junior brother."
"He hasn't even become my disciple yet; what do you mean 'little junior brother'?" Qin Yu frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Eventually, with that old man's temper, don't I know it well enough?"
"True, that old man..."
Qin Yu waved his hand helplessly. Lin Han watched as the space in the room began to fracture like a puzzle being pulled apart.
Lin Han had never seen such a bizarre scene before, but he saw Qin Yu calmly raise his hand, revealing a half-human tall Golden Longsword. The blade was intricately engraved with complex patterns, and a ruby was embedded at the end of the hilt.
"Let's go; this time the distance is quite far, so it might be a bit bumpy."
Qin Yu said as he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. The blade suddenly plunged into the ground, but strangely enough, the ground did not crack; instead, the sword blade seemed to merge naturally into it.
As the surrounding space shattered into fragments, Wu Qinghong lifted Lin Han with one hand as if he were carrying a chick.
Lin Han was bewildered as he was lifted up while Qin Yu let out a soft command.
"Let's go!"
The space suddenly collapsed, but centered around Qin Yu and his Golden Longsword, a sphere formed, enveloping several people. Their figures vanished in an instant from the original room.
When they reappeared, Lin Han found himself lying on a bed in the Academy Infirmary. Qin Yu was nowhere to be seen, while Wu Qinghong stretched lazily beside him.
"Oh right, your little girlfriend hasn't woken up yet. She's in the next room; you might want to check on her. This is her mask," Wu Qinghong said, casually pulling out a black and white Good and Evil Mask. Lin Han took it, not paying much attention to Wu Qinghong's teasing words.
Thinking of Qin Luoxi made Lin Han's heart skip a beat. In that moment of reflection, he increasingly felt that Qin Luoxi might truly not be a boy—at least not one with male attributes.
With that thought in mind, disregarding his current appearance, he tucked the Good and Evil Mask away and headed toward the door.
As Lin Han pushed the door open, teasing voices echoed from inside the room.
"Can't you give that kid a heads-up? You know those Old Guys from the Judgment Blade are no pushovers."
Wu Qinghong's red lips curled into a smile that was somewhat alluring. "What's the fun in that? Since I'm learning this, I have to rely on myself for whatever I want."
"But if those Old Guys don't recognize their place and try to trip him up, then don't blame me for not giving the Military Department any face."
"Hopefully, he won't stir up trouble."
Qin Yu shook his head, his figure completely vanishing into the space around him.
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