Atlas of Heaven and Man

After returning to his room, Chen Chuan naturally closed the door, as if that fight had been as ordinary as eating and drinking.

He first washed up and changed his clothes. When he came out, he found that Jing Lin was no longer there, only some students were still excitedly discussing. When they saw him, they all nodded and greeted him.

He came to the public telephone. The dormitory supervisor looked at him helplessly and said, "Chen, don't vent your anger on the wall in the future. A lot of the wall paint has been rubbed off."

Chen Chuan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, teacher."

The dormitory supervisor smiled, "Well, you can face the floor in the future. It doesn't matter if it's damaged a little more, so I can report it, right?"

Chen Chuan also smiled. After the dormitory supervisor walked away, he picked up the phone and called Cheng Zitong.

After the phone was connected, he said, "Teacher, I just met someone who claimed to be from Central City and said he wanted to take me to see his teacher."

Cheng Zitong's voice became serious: "Where? When? Did you agree?"

"I didn't agree," Chen Chuan briefly described what had just happened.

Cheng Zitong said in a deep voice, "I know. If this person comes to you again, you can just refuse. Remember, this is Yangzhi City Wuyi Academy, not some Central City. I have something to do here and can't leave. If you have any questions, you can directly call Director Gao of the Recruitment Office. He will help you solve them."

Chen Chuan said okay.

After Cheng Zitong hung up the phone, he turned around to talk to the person on the sofa opposite him, but found that the person was gone.

After Chen Chuan put down the phone, he looked at his watch. He hadn't used much time just now. It was just that he had delayed a bit when he was washing up, but it wasn't past meal time.

He took the elevator downstairs and walked towards the cafeteria. On the way, he also recalled the fight just now. Jing Lin was a little different, as if he had gotten rid of the shackles of the breathing-driven alienating organization, but he didn't think there was much to it.

According to his observation, the teachers in the academy also have this level, unless Jing Lin has some extra skills, or he is simply too self-important.

He didn't want to see that so-called teacher, because he simply didn't believe in the so-called opportunity. If that were the case, Cheng Zitong would have told him long ago.

Moreover, as his guiding teacher, Cheng Zitong would definitely not be able to avoid this kind of thing, at least he should be aware of it, but the other party came directly to him, bypassing Cheng Zitong, and there was no respect in his words.

That was a deep-seated arrogance.

While thinking, he unknowingly arrived at the cafeteria. He temporarily put the matter behind him. After eating, he returned to the dormitory to continue training.

Another two days passed, and it was the end-of-month holiday. He went home. Nian Fuli was still not there. According to Yu Wan, he had been assigned a lot of tasks recently. However, Nian Fuli not only didn't feel tired, but was full of energy.

Chen Chuan could probably guess some of the reasons. He smiled and took out the stack of tickets, saying, "Auntie, these were given by the teachers of the academy. Auntie and uncle can take your younger cousins to watch."

Yu Wan looked at the stack of tickets and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Dashun Republic is very enthusiastic about martial arts, and everyone is very enthusiastic about arena competitions. However, the citizens of Yangzhi City can usually only watch the competitions of various boxing gyms, but no matter the scale or the level of competition, or even the duration, they cannot be compared with Wuyi.

Although the underground arenas of the Blood Scar Gang and the Iron Chain Gang have a higher level of competition, they are not only bloody and exposed, but also not places where ordinary citizens can go. Therefore, the annual arena competition of Wuyi Academy students is the most popular. In previous years, tickets were hard to come by. He didn't expect Chen Chuan to be able to bring back so many at once.

Some of these tickets can be distributed to the neighbors, and everyone can go to watch the arena competition together then.

"Chaner, Auntie will accept these this time."

"Chaner, I want it too, I want it too," Nian Mo jumped there.

Yu Wan grabbed the little son's ear and taught him, "Isn't the things your cousin brought back last time enough for you to play with? Also, how many times have I told you, you are not allowed to call your brother by his nickname."

"I'm polite, I'm polite, I always call brother," Nian Lu looked up with a small face, her little expression was full of 'come and praise me'.

Yu Wan patted Nian Mo's butt, "Your sister is much more sensible than you."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I'll bring you some next time." Nian Lu immediately said sensibly, "Thank you, brother."

In a few days, Class B students will have the arena selection, and Class A students need to worry about the final exam. Every year at this time, it is the most stressful time for Wuyi Academy students.

On the contrary, he was leisurely walking slowly in the school with his hands in his pockets.

Back in the dormitory, he changed his clothes and went to the military combat training hall he often went to. The management teacher here was already very familiar with him. Every time he entered, he only needed to nod and say hello.

However, today he felt that this teacher was a little different from usual. He kept looking forward after he came in, as if he didn't see him.

He thought for a moment and continued walking inside. Pushing open the door, he saw the spacious training ground was empty. The students who usually trained there were nowhere to be seen. Only a tall, slender man with a seemingly smiling expression stood there.

The moment he entered, he guessed the man's identity, but he didn't retreat because of it. Instead, he turned around and closed the two doors behind him, then walked up to the man and stood still in front of him.

The man looked at him with interest and said, "You're very perceptive. I sensed you slowed down slightly when you entered the arena, probably because you noticed something was amiss today. But you still came in. Is it because you trust the school environment, or are you confident in yourself?"

Chen Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps both."

The man said, "Very interesting. Your confidence should come from surviving countless battles and accumulating victories over your opponents. Not bad."

Chen Chuan could understand the man's gaze, which was like evaluating a questionable item, hovering between a value that could be abandoned or acquired at any time, and enjoying the pleasure of this measurement.

This attitude undoubtedly placed himself in a very high position. This was also a kind of arrogance, although it was different from Jing Lin's way of expressing it, there was no difference in essence.

He said, "It seems he is indeed your student."

"Student?"

The man seemed a little surprised, and a little amused, "Wrong, he's just one of my toys."

He smirked, "He's an illegitimate child who was often abused by the heir when he was young, but he was reluctant to leave his family, because even if he was beaten, scolded, and abused, he still lived better than most civilians in the central city and 99% of the people in the slums.

His heart longed to be superior, longed for revenge, longed to trample those who had beaten and abused him under his feet, so I gave him a chance, because I really wanted to see how this drama would play out next.

Watching a play requires buying a ticket, so I don't hesitate to give him some pointers, but I can't give him too much, because that would be too boring. You know, when he was in the central city, he was a timid and cowardly person who didn't even dare to speak loudly to people, but now that he's outside, he's become arrogant, reserved, and aloof. This is so interesting."

Chen Chuan said, "Then, does Your Excellency seek me out for the same reason?"

"No, no, no." The man immediately denied it, "I won't watch another play before I finish watching one. Originally, I just had a temporary idea to meet you, to see if you are really as amazing as the newspapers boast, but after Jing Lin came back, I learned about your past. I found that you fit my requirements very well."

"Requirements?"

The man looked at him and said, "You people from small places only seek a chance to officially gain a foothold in the central city. And as a student of Wu Yi, there are only two ways to go to the central city.

One is to be admitted to the main academy yourself, but this quota is very limited and almost never arises outside of recommended students. The other, more realistic for you, is to establish a relationship of personal dependence with someone who is qualified to go to the central city and enter there as a servant. However, this opportunity is not available to everyone. If you are not good enough, no one will look up to you.

Whether it's what you've done in the past or the strength you showed in defeating my toy not long ago, it proves your personal ability. You have this qualification.

So, as long as you agree to be my servant, well, nominally you will be my student's sparring partner, then you can go to the central city with me."

He smiled playfully again, "Are you having trouble making a decision? It doesn't matter. I'm always tolerant of talented people. I'll give you two days. You can come to me when you've thought it over."

After saying that, he walked towards the outside.

Chen Chuan said, "May I ask what Your Excellency is called?"

"Tan Wang."

Tan Wang walked past him, opened the door, turned around and said, "I forgot to say, I don't like being rejected. Enjoy this day off." After saying that, he walked straight out.

Chen Chuan stood in the empty arena and thought for a while, then walked out after a moment.

After Tan Wang left the training hall, he went straight back to the villa in the heart of the lake. But as soon as he walked into the training hall, he narrowed his eyes, because he saw someone sitting on his usual sofa.

This was a lion-like man with a wide mouth and nose, and his loose hair fell over his shoulders. His broad and strong physique seemed to have bent the sofa. He was wearing a waist-tied training suit, and the exposed muscles were clearly defined. His strong body seemed to possess a breathtaking power that could make people feel suffocated even from this distance.

His long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who are you?"

The man slowly stood up from the sofa, and with this movement, a more powerful sense of oppression suddenly arose, and he replied in a thick and powerful voice, "He Xiaoxing."

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