The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 114 - 111: He is Qin Fan!

Looking at the solemn expression on Lai Zhuge’s face, Qin Fan’s brows furrowed even deeper as he asked, "Are you here to find me?"

"Yes," Lai Zhuge nodded, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Don’t you have my number?" Qin Fan asked, puzzled.

"Master Qin, some things are inconvenient to discuss over the phone, so... uhm, Master Qin, may I have a private word? In the car?" The hesitation in his eyes gave way to determination as Lai Zhuge spoke with some embarrassment.

At his words, Qin Fan turned to look at the luxurious minivan and couldn’t help but let out a thoughtful hum. Yet, even this casual sound made Lai Zhuge’s heart leap.

"Did the person in the car send you to find me?" Qin Fan asked, a curious smile playing on his lips as his tone became intriguing.

"Master Qin, how did you know?" Lai Zhuge exclaimed instinctively.

Qin Fan shook his head, his expression turning stern. "If you need something, please say so. If it’s for the person in the car, I apologize, but I detest people who put on airs while seeking my help. So, be on your way!"

After speaking, Qin Fan strode toward the school entrance. He remained indifferent, even as Lai Zhuge continued to call out to him.

He not only knew there was someone in the car but also that it was a woman wearing a black bra and panties, with perfect 90-60-90 measurements.

Watching Qin Fan ignore him and walk away, Lai Zhuge gave a helpless, bitter smile, then opened the minivan door and got in.

Inside the van, an exceptionally beautiful woman with a stunning figure lay reclined. "Lai Shenxiang, were you rejected?" she asked, her delicate brows furrowing as she watched Lai Zhuge board.

"Miss Li, a master of his caliber has his own temperament. Your refusal to get out of the car made him think you were putting on airs, and now he won’t even give me the time of day," Lai Zhuge said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.

"Lai Shenxiang, a teenager... is he really the Master you speak of? Without him, are you saying you can’t help the Li Family with this matter?" Li Wenxuan paused, her tone laced with skepticism.

Hearing her doubtful words, Lai Zhuge pursed his lips in silence for a moment. He then took a deep breath and said, "Miss Li, let me put it this way: I have absolutely no confidence I can succeed. None at all. However, if we can get Master Qin to help, the Li Family’s problem will be resolved without a doubt. I can’t say more, but in short, it’s a choice between no guarantee and a sure thing. I have no other options. If I can’t persuade Master Qin, then I’m sorry, Miss Li, but I’ll have to repay the Li Family’s favor some other time! After all," Lai Zhuge chuckled softly, "at my age, I no longer have the impulse to court death."

Even when discussing a debt of gratitude, he showed no embarrassment, speaking with absolute composure.

Repaying a favor and courting death were two entirely different things. Why would he, Lai Zhuge, feel guilty or ashamed over such a small matter?

"Is it really that incredible?" Li Wenxuan asked, stunned. It was extremely rare for Lai Zhuge to speak in such a manner. Knowing his personality, she had no choice but to believe him, though she couldn’t help but ask.

"It is exactly that incredible. Miss Li, we have two options. One, we wait here with sincerity until he comes out and ask him again. Two, we leave now, and I truly cannot help the Li Family with your problem," Lai Zhuge stated bluntly.

Wait for him to come out? That would be at least a few hours until his classes end. In her twenty-something years, when had she, Li Wenxuan, ever waited for someone like this?

"Lai Shenxiang, can’t we go inside to find him?" Li Wenxuan asked after a moment of silent deliberation.

"I wouldn’t dare. As I said, there are only two options. Don’t think of any others," Lai Zhuge replied expressionlessly, closing his eyes.

"Fine! We’ll wait for him," Li Wenxuan said, gritting her teeth and making a choice she had never made before.

Lai Zhuge nodded lightly, closing his eyes to rest without another word.

「Inside Class Seven of Qi Middle School.」

Class had started long ago. Noticing there was no teacher present, Qin Fan, who was nearly an hour late, calmly walked in and took his seat. With his arrival, dozens of eyes in the class immediately focused on him, each filled with an indescribable complexity.

Last night, Qin Fan had single-handedly taken down more than twenty of them. If not for that sobering tea, they might not even be sitting here right now. Considering this, along with the bizarre methods Qin Fan had used on He Xinyi, the students from Ji Yuchen’s birthday party didn’t know how to describe what they were feeling.

The previously noisy classroom fell silent the moment Qin Fan entered.

Two rows away from Qin Fan, Ji Yuchen inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him. A knowing smile graced her face, and after a few glances, she took out her phone and sent him several messages on WeChat.

However, Qin Fan completely ignored his phone. Using his Divine Sense, he detected that the minivan was still waiting outside the school. A faint, wicked smile touched his lips as he kept his eyes half-closed.

This arrogant, showy display made Ji Yuchen grit her teeth in irritation.

Weirdo. What a complete weirdo!

At that moment, the homeroom teacher, also nearly an hour late, walked in from the hallway, clutching a stack of test papers. Upon entering, his eyes subconsciously darted toward Qin Fan before he made his way to the podium.

"The scores from the mock exam are out! But one person’s score took all the teachers by surprise."

As the teacher finished speaking, many students couldn’t help but snicker.

One person? Who else could it be but that academic failure, Qin Fan? As for surprising, what kind of surprising score could you get after finishing every subject’s exam in just two hours? Was it under a hundred, or maybe even zero? This thought popped into every student’s mind, including Ji Yuchen’s.

But the homeroom teacher’s next words made them all stare in disbelief.

"The reason it surprised all the teachers is that he could have gotten a perfect score. Yes, you heard me right, a perfect score! But he chose to invert all of his answers for the multiple-choice questions! If you were to correct that inversion, he would have achieved an unprecedented seven hundred and fifty!"

The statement sent shockwaves through the room.

At the teacher’s words, the entire class, except for Qin Fan, erupted into an uproar. Although college entrance exam scores wouldn’t dictate the future for most of these wealthy students, a high score was still a source of immense pride. Forget being the top scorer in the province; even placing in the top ten at Qi Middle School was major bragging rights.

But now there was a freak who could get a perfect score?

Who could it be?

Everyone in Class Seven knew each other’s abilities. Who possessed such monstrous, heaven-defying talent? Not a single person even considered Qin Fan. With his reputation, it was simply impossible.

"Damn, Teacher, we have a monster like that in our class? Who is it? Don’t keep us in suspense!" a student in the front row exclaimed sheepishly.

"Alright, no more suspense," the homeroom teacher said with a slight smile. His gaze shifted directly to Qin Fan.

"It’s Qin Fan."