1013: A Fatal Injury?

A Fatal Injury?

"First on the billboard?" Qiao Yi snorted. "That's a bold statement, given the fact that you didn't even show up for the test. How arrogant of you!"2

Seeing that the two of them were lashing out at each other, Ms Yu intervened. She cast a stern look at Qiao Yi. "You're a grownup, so behave like one in front of your students."

Qiao Yi opened her mouth. "I —"

But Ms Yu ignored her and turned to Feng Wu. "So, what are you going to do?"

Looking around the office, Feng Wu found an empty chair. She pulled it to her side, sat down readily, and said in an unhurried tone, "Nothing. I won't let it drop until Xuanyuan Yi is here."

Excuse me?!

Qiao Yi was already disgruntled when Feng Wu took the chair, which in fact belonged to her. The girl's statement completely set her off.

"You won't let it drop until Xuanyuan Yi is here?" Qiao Yi sneered at Feng Wu. "Humor me!"

Feng Wu only smiled at her and remained unperturbed.

Yu Yue had no choice but to ask around. Before long, she was able to put together what happened.

And she frowned.

It was now between a student under Grand Secretary Fang's wing and a family member of Elder Xuanyuan… What a difficult choice to make.

She had to be diplomatic and try to defuse the spat before it got worse.

Yu Yue glanced at Qiao Yi. "It was a light altercation between students. Surely it wasn't anything worth expelling them over."

Yao Hao had been studying Yu Yue's face, and he didn't like what he saw — the teacher was obviously on Feng Wu's side.

He had to look more severely injured, otherwise —

"Retch —"

Yao Hao had been trembling, but now, he fell to the ground and began to vomit blood!

Pfft —

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the lower hem of Yu Yue's skirt.

With a shaking hand, he grabbed a corner of Yu Yue's skirt and squeezed out some pleading words. "Ms… help… will the school… get even for me…"

Yao Hao passed out after that.

"Yao Hao!"

Qiao Yi was thrilled to see Yao Hao pass out. She rushed over to him and put a trembling finger under his nose. She jolted.

"Oh, no! Yao Hao isn't breathing! Yao Hao's dead!"

The news flew out of the office as if it had wings, and it quickly spread to the Year 1 quarter.

Year 1 and Year 2 had classrooms in separate locations, and the two groups had very limited contact.

Nearly all the Year 1 students had gathered in Blue Cloud Court in animated discussion, trying to figure out what kind of punishment Feng Wu and Chaoge would receive. However —

"He's really dead?"

"Wasn't Yao Hao walking around just then? How can he be dead all of a sudden?"

"Duan Chaoge kicked him in all his vital parts. I bet that's what killed him."

The atmosphere in Blue Cloud Court was filled with anxiety.

Mu Yaoyao and Ye Yafei, who had been hiding in the dark, let out breaths of relief.

Finally —

Things were looking up for them.

"Let's go!" Mu Yaoyao and Ye Yafei headed for the head teacher's office with their arms linked together.

Feng Wu, you're dead!

Feng Wu didn't expect to run into so much trouble when she arrived at Imperial College this morning to register. With everything that had happened, she was displeased.

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