Peerless Martial Expert in the City-Chapter 244 - 247: The Gap is Too Big

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He had been continuously undertaking various trials and tasks assigned by the old man, and what he needed most was this kind of disregard. His personality was naturally inclined to observe others from a corner quietly rather than standing in the spotlight at the center of the stage, enjoying all kinds of attention.

This side effect was undoubtedly a great blessing for him.

"Yes, it’s the demeanor, boss, you seem even more low-key than before!"

Fatty Tang nodded vigorously, eyeing Xiao Yi up and down.

Even more low key, that was quite apt,

Xiao Yi thought to himself, but dismissively glanced at Fatty Tang, "When have I ever not been low-key? I have always been very low-key."

Low-key?

If you’re low-key, then there are no high-profile people in the world. Ask anyone in the Department of Science, who would say you’re low-key?

When Fatty Tang heard Xiao Yi’s words, he was instantly speechless. In his eyes, the boss he acknowledged was absolutely not related to being low-key. From the first day at school, this guy had never stopped stirring up various troubles, offending the Four Young Evil Masters right off the bat, then getting mixed up with the untouchable Little Witch Zeng Xiaoxiao, and the ensuing dramas were one wave higher than the last. In recent times, he had even topped himself by hiring a private detective to investigate the crimes of the Four Young Evil Masters, exposing them in online newspapers, stirring national controversy about Z University. This was simply...

When Fatty Tang found out this had been Xiao Yi’s doing, he almost fainted, and when he learned that Xiao Yi had indeed succeeded, chased away the Four Young Evil Masters, and got both his suspension revoked and awarded by the school, he actually did faint with a thump.

When he was awakened by Xiao Yi, his mouth was so agape that it could fit two eggs, and his small eyes, wide as eggs, stared at Xiao Yi for a long time, his expression as if he didn’t recognize him, until Xiao Yi nearly sent him to a psychiatric hospital to snap out of it.

Now, his admiration for this boss was off the charts; this guy really had the guts to dream and act!

He had never imagined that someone would deal with the Four Young Evil Masters using such a method, and actually succeed!

And this very person still dared to call himself low-key?

But these thoughts, Fatty Tang naturally didn’t dare say to Xiao Yi, especially when he saw Xiao Yi’s eyes beginning to glare, he immediately grinned sheepishly, his small eyes squinting as he nodded repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly, our boss is the most low-key!"

Xiao Yi couldn’t be bothered with this guy, gave him a look, and then turned to walk towards the classroom.

Watching Xiao Yi start to walk away, Fatty Tang hurriedly shouted wait for me, and hastened to catch up.

"What happened? How did he change overnight?"

Xiao Yi and Fatty Tang didn’t notice that just as they turned to leave, not far away, a roughly twenty-year-old student, holding a book and seemingly murmuring softly to himself, slowly raised his head. His eyes flashed with a hint of confusion as he watched the two figures walk away, uttering an almost inaudible mumble.

"However, no matter what, it’s about time to take action!"

In just a brief moment, the puzzled look in the man’s eyes vanished from his face, his gaze instantly flickering with a chilling murderous intent that definitely wouldn’t be seen in an ordinary student.

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After a class, Xiao Yi quickly confirmed his previous guess, as well as the validity of Fatty Tang’s statement. In such a small classroom with very few students, especially after the incident of the Four Young Evil Masters being expelled, students’ feelings towards Xiao Yi had grown more complex. Xiao Yi had almost become a sacred presence in the class. Even the class monitor would glance at Xiao Yi from time to time for no particular reason, as if afraid of angering him. Under such an atmosphere, the result was naturally not very good. However, Xiao Yi still felt something different: it seemed like his presence was always somewhat overlooked unintentionally by those in the classroom.

This was the first time he had experienced so little harassment, though, admittedly, it was only a harassment of gazes.

Unfortunately, as a blessing relies on disaster, although he had fewer weird gazes from classmates, he had garnered much more attention from the English teacher, Zhao Hong. For some reason, from the moment Zhao Hong entered the classroom and her gaze met Xiao Yi’s face, she paused, then seemed extremely interested in him. Throughout the class, her gaze would repeatedly fall on him and she even unusually called on him several times to answer questions.

Xiao Yi naturally noticed Zhao Hong’s peculiar behavior, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Whenever Zhao Hong’s gaze was on him, he always felt a bit awkward.

He even felt that he would rather endure those weird gazes from his classmates than face Zhao Hong’s scrutiny.

However, Zhao Hong’s strange behavior only intensified Xiao Yi’s original slight wariness towards her. Why had Zhao Hong suddenly taken such a peculiar interest in him?

Could it be that she had discovered something?

If that really was the case, and she had discovered something, then this English teacher named Zhao Hong was definitely not simple, certainly not just an ordinary teacher. Perhaps, like Beichen Feng, she was not a simple character either.

Furthermore, her abilities might be quite substantial. Only those who had reached a certain level of strength, at least above the middle tier of Bone Tempering Period, or those particularly sensitive to certain environmental changes, like assassins or spies, could detect changes in his aura so quickly.

Of course, there were others who would find it easier, like the old man, whose strength was much higher than his. They could see even the slightest change in him at a glance, as everything was clear to them. However, Xiao Yi had excluded this possibility outright.

Although he was not an extremely conceited person, who would arrogantly think of himself as the greatest genius in the world, believing that no one could be better or more talented than him, he also did not believe that Zhao Hong, at her age, could be such a master.

At most, she could be at the same level as him, also in the primary period of Condensation, which would be quite impressive already.

Carrying the confusion in his heart, whenever Zhao Hong called on him to answer questions, he continued to respond with a reserved attitude as always. He weighed the questions, answering the simple ones and directly stating "I don’t know" for the more complex ones. His English pronunciation also carried a strong local accent from Xuanwu Country, not showing off his superior standard international pronunciation.

In front of the unknown, especially a person as inscrutable as her, he always believed it wise to keep more cards in hand.

Hence, from the beginning, after developing an instinctual suspicion of Zhao Hong, he never tried to use standard pronunciation or show off his superior foreign language skills that far exceeded those of others in the classroom.

And just like before, whenever he answered a question correctly, Zhao Hong would smile and nod, generously offering her words of praise. And when he couldn’t answer, she would still smile at him, nodding to suggest he sit down, then patiently explain the answer to the rest of the students.

The bell rang for the end of class, and as Xiao Yi and Fatty Tang left the teaching building, Fatty Tang laughed and bade Xiao Yi farewell before swiftly rushing towards the school gate.

Watching Fatty Tang’s hurried, plump figure, Xiao Yi shook his head. Without asking, he knew Fatty Tang was surely off to meet Li Ling. These days, that was always the case with Fatty Tang. If he could skip a class, he would, only attending when absolutely necessary, spending most of his time with Li Ling.

However, Xiao Yi didn’t worry about Fatty Tang, knowing that he came from a well-off family, not as strong as Gao Junjie’s background among the Four Young Evil Masters, but still quite wealthy. Even if he didn’t graduate, his family could support him for a lifetime. Plus, he knew that despite Fatty Tang’s outwardly clumsy and naive appearance, he was far from the fool he appeared to be.

In fact, his plump head was not dull at all. Although not as extreme as Xiaoxiao, the terrifying girl, compared to his clumsy physique, his mind could be considered brilliant. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gotten into such a prestigious university as Z University. According to what he knew, Fatty Tang hadn’t fallen behind in many major subjects at any school.

His only concern was the relationship between Fatty Tang and Li Ling.

Fatty Tang always acted like an expert in love, but in reality, Xiao Yi knew that, emotionally, Fatty Tang was very naive—plainly speaking, quite naive and like a blank slate.

He still didn’t know what Li Ling specifically thought, what she had experienced before, or why she still hadn’t accepted Fatty Tang and maintained this ambiguous friendship. But Xiao Yi was certain that even if Li Ling accepted Fatty Tang, there was still a major barrier to overcome—his parents would certainly find it difficult to accept Li Ling.

The gap between them was just too great. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com Your support is my greatest motivation.)