Ch 287: Decision

Just as Huang Wu said, Yin Sen did indeed see He Yan the next day.

“Among the people we agreed upon, Director Pa is included, right? Why are only the two of you here?”

Can these two teachers decide for the entire Meng Academy?

Even if she was pressured by the Dark Great Emperor to initiate these negotiations, sending just two people over is rather contemptuous.

The Quark Clan has absolutely no intention of negotiating!

Angrily rising, before she could reprimand them, the other party’s lips parted to explain, but a loud bang interrupted both sides.

“So close, so close,” Rui Bu Si stood beside the source of the loud bang, looking extremely frightened, “I almost got ‘murdered’!”

She spoke with extreme gravity.

In reality, the chair she had just reclined on had broken unexpectedly, and she almost fell apart with it.

The Gloomy Duchess felt a slight regret.

She had instructed Wu Yan to tamper with the chair for half the night, striving for effectiveness and secrecy, yet it had not had any effect.

“I’m such a big person standing here!”

The human-shaped coal suddenly spoke, still immersed in regret. The Gloomy Duchess was startled.

“You?” She examined him from head to toe, as if sensing a hint of authority, “Your attire is quite convincing, but I’ve never heard of a Dean of Students at Meng Academy…”

At this point, she paused: “Over there, could you keep the chair-moving noise down? You’re very loud, you know.”

Xu Xingchun didn’t even glance at her; the grating sound continued until the chair was moved to its proper place.

He Yan glanced this way, to be precise, he first looked at the Gloomy Duchess, whose patience was clearly wearing thin, then followed her gaze to Rui Bu Si.

Having no interest in whatever commotion was happening, Pa Hua Luo Di tapped his pointer: “I am Pa! Hua! Luo! Di!, the Dean of Students of Meng Academy! It’s just that I’ve been in the sun too much lately and stayed up late, so my face is a little…dark.”

A little?

He’s so dark his race has changed; it’s definitely not just a little.

A small incident before the negotiations passed, and both sides sat down to talk properly.

While it was called both sides, only the Gloomy Duchess and Pa Hua Luo Di were actually talking.

Rui Bu Si occasionally interjected, while He Yan didn’t say a word. They seemed to only serve as a bolstering background.

“Oh, I have a question.”

“What is it this time?”

The Gloomy Duchess spoke before she could, Pa Hua Luo Di leaned back in his chair and took a couple of sips of water.

Close call; he almost scolded her like a student.

“Why is Teacher He Yan constantly looking at me?” Even with her identity exposed, her existence clearly predated He Yan’s; calling him “teacher,” she showed no embarrassment.

“Does the teacher like me?”

The Gloomy Duchess was stunned, Pa Hua Luo Di choked, coughing violently several times, grabbing a beverage from the table to calm himself.

“So useless?” The Gloomy Duchess didn’t miss an opportunity to retort, “You can even choke on your words.”

“I like every student I teach.” While Yin Sen’s attention was on Director Pa, and Rui Bu Si’s attention happened to be on him, He Yan subtly moved his hand, which had been hidden.

Yes, the effect was significant.

“My students should like me too.”

Rui Bu Si wasn’t really listening to what he was saying.

Her bored eyes lit up instantly, then dimmed slightly as He Yan put away the gold coins; her posture straightened.

“Want to catch up, Student Rui Bu Si?”

The Gloomy Duchess was feeling quite pleased with herself after having completely outmaneuvered the black-faced director, when she heard this.

No way?

An unbelievable guess went from Huang Wu to He Yan, and then from He Yan back to Huang Wu.

She wasn’t familiar with He Yan.

But Huang Wu’s expression… The Gloomy Duchess had only seen it when Huang Wu was facing gold coins.

But this He Yan… she felt a sense of calculation.

Manipulated feelings?

Huang Wu?

Huh?

“Dearest.”

Addressed so sickeningly sweet, the Gloomy Duchess felt like she could vomit up a meal from two hundred years ago.

“I have something to catch up on with the teacher; if anything comes up, call me, and I’ll come promptly to help you…”

Her heart couldn’t contain anything else.

The Gloomy Duchess：……

This is so unexpected.

After working together for hundreds of years, the Gloomy Duchess always thought that Huang Wu would only be mindless when money was involved.

“Is this why you brought an extra teacher?” She was already thinking about how to exaggerate this for the Dark Great Emperor.

“What do you mean?” The Gloomy Duchess had already realized that He Yan’s purpose was to get Rui Bu Si out of the way.

Before the enemy revealed their intentions, Pa Hua Luo Di decided to play dumb: “It’s just that teacher and student suddenly want to reminisce, so they’re going out for a bit. We can continue our chat.”

Next.

“Or, is it that you’re not the one who really makes the decisions?”

A goading tactic.

Her palms started sweating, her heart racing; she prayed that Fei Si Te, who was far away on a mission at the Council of Elders or somewhere else, had done a reliable analysis based on the data.

“Heh,” no longer thinking about Huang Wu, she prepared to hear what this hawk of a director had to say, “No matter what conditions you put forward, if you want me to release them, it’s impossible.”

“What if, that condition is to grant you freedom, to prevent you from vanishing?”

In the search results, the Gloomy Duchess feared wrinkles and vanishing.

In these past few days, he and the Meng Knights had reviewed the data provided by Fei Si Te several times, discovering a specific section that meticulously calculated the range of energy the Gloomy Duchess absorbed in the space-time rift over two hundred years.

Very complex numbers.

He completely didn’t understand them.

But Mi Ya Xing believed that this range of numbers was enough to make the Gloomy Duchess no longer blindly loyal to the Dark Great Emperor.

Although judging from the Dark Great Emperor’s inhumane actions, disloyalty is a natural outcome.

But a Spirit Stone Form is still a Spirit Stone Form; how many times would the Dark Great Emperor have to be struck by the Solei Holy Sword to be so foolish as to add disloyal settings to his own created clone?

The conclusions drawn from the data were far more reliable than random speculation.

But why was the Gloomy Duchess silent?

Again picking up the Magic Drink on the table, she took a large gulp to steady her nerves, maintaining a calm demeanor.

“Grant me freedom?” She scoffed, “With what, you?”