Chapter Nine: The Talented Lady Xie Daoyun

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Marvin Cai aimed a flying kick at Liu Xiangdong’s groin, but Liang Shanbo blocked it. The kick landed hard on Liang Shanbo’s chest instead. I hurried over, “Shanbo, are you all right?”

Liang Shanbo shook his head in pain; that kick must have hurt badly.

“Master Ma, Master Ma, I know I was wrong. Please show mercy and forgive me! If you spare me, you’ll be the leader of Nishan Academy!” Liu Xiangdong began to beg. I never imagined Marvin Cai’s skills were so formidable. He wasn’t just some official’s son; he was clearly a martial hero from the jianghu. If only he could unleash a sweeping autumn wind strike, swift and unstoppable! Ah, I’m swooning again!

“Do you think if I don’t spare you, I won’t become the leader of this academy?” Marvin Cai delivered another flying kick to Liu Xiangdong’s shoulder, though it seemed he was holding back and not truly harming him.

“Yes, yes, yes! Master Ma’s martial arts are unparalleled. He should be the rightful leader of this academy. I was blind not to recognize a great man. What are you waiting for? Kneel and pay respect to your leader!” Liu Xiangdong and his gang promptly dropped to their knees before Marvin Cai. This wasn’t studying; it was outright gangster behavior!

Xun Jubai and I helped Liang Shanbo back to his room. When Zhu Yingtai saw Shanbo injured, she was filled with anxious urgency—words can hardly express it.

“Did Marvin Cai do this? I’ll settle the score with him!” Zhu Yingtai guessed correctly. Is she some kind of seer? But she might have misunderstood.

“Yingtai, you’re mistaken. Although it was indeed Marvin Cai’s kick, it happened because Liu Xiangdong was bullying us. Marvin Cai stepped in to teach them a lesson, but Shanbo took the blow meant for Liu Xiangdong,” I surprisingly defended Marvin Cai.

“Yes, Yingtai, Master Ma did it unintentionally,” Xun Jubai also spoke fairly. The truth is the truth.

Zhu Yingtai looked at Liang Shanbo helplessly. “Shanbo, why are you so foolish? Someone like Liu Xiangdong deserves to be taught a lesson. Besides, since Marvin Cai has trained in martial arts since childhood, that kick was no light matter for a delicate scholar like you. Let’s go to the infirmary.”

“No need, Yingtai, I’m feeling better,” Shanbo declined.

Oh, Liang Shanbo, you who are bleeding internally, likely from consumption. If you don’t seek treatment, you’ll only hasten your death. We were classmates, after all. How could I stand by and do nothing? “Yingtai, Jubai, let’s carry him to the infirmary. That kick from Marvin Cai seemed quite severe.”

The three of us carried Liang Shanbo to the infirmary. After Wang Lan’s diagnosis, the kick had indeed injured his internal organs, but it was not serious. With rest and medication on schedule, he would recover.

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I rarely visited the infirmary, but since I was there, I asked Wang Lan about Wang Lantian’s health. I heard that her acupuncture treatment was somewhat effective. A few days ago, Wang Lantian coughed up black blood; Wang Lan said it was the body expelling toxins.

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