Chapter 173 - 172: Advancing Cui Jinghan! Doing It Right Away
Chapter 173: Chapter 172: Advancing Cui Jinghan! Doing It Right Away
Five years ago, when Yan Sinian became a disciple of Dean Xu, his senior brothers and sisters warned him that although their Senior Brother was young, he was just as stern and unsmiling as the dean. In short, he was a total iceberg.
The moment Yan Sinian arrived, he was dragged into their schemes. Together, they made bets on who could ever make an unreachable flower like Cui Jiu yield. Regardless, Dean Xu certainly didn’t have the ability to do it.
Over time, however, everyone in their sect almost gave up. Their Senior Brother seemed like an emotionless machine.
But now...
Yan Sinian hastily handed Cui Jinghan a napkin, his other hand trembling as he sent a message in a private group chat that didn’t include Cui Jinghan.
[Yan Sinian]: My handwriting must be so ugly that it made Senior Brother cry. What should I do? Waiting online, it’s urgent!
[Second Sister]: Oh, you’re doomed. Calligraphy is Senior Brother’s life, and you actually dared to insult his life.
[Fifth Brother]: I remember once our teacher wrote a character slightly crooked, and even he got a scolding from Senior Brother.
[Ninth Brother]: Sigh, as they say, extreme joy begets sorrow. Look at you showing off! Just accept the impending storm from Senior Brother!
Yan Sinian panicked even more. Bracing himself, he said, "Senior Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have had such a poor attitude. Calligraphy is the traditional culture of Jiuzhou, and as one of its inheritors..."
Listening to this lengthy speech, Cui Jinghan only felt a headache coming on. "Shut up," he said.
At this moment, he finally understood how His Majesty used to feel. It turned out that listening to someone babble endlessly was genuinely annoying.
Yan Sinian’s voice abruptly cut off. He paused for a few seconds before muttering, "S-Senior Brother, I... I just didn’t want to make you angry."
"No, I’m not angry," Cui Jinghan said softly. "I’m happy."
He had been in this future era—four hundred years after his own time—for over two decades. He had risen steadily through the ranks to enter the Mingjing Cultural Heritage Institute and become Dean Xu’s designated successor. In the eyes of others, he was truly heaven’s chosen child and a pillar of the nation.
He was also well aware of his own capabilities. Having received far too much praise, his heart could no longer be stirred by it. Because no matter how high the praise, it could never compare to Shi Yaoguang saying, "Well written."
Yet, he had scoured the historical records and couldn’t even find the characters for "Yaoguang." It was as if an invisible hand had forcefully erased her from the magnificent five-thousand-year tapestry of history.
Why!
He was indignant and furious, but utterly powerless. He had nowhere to confide his thoughts and longing. Ironically, it was Pei Xuan, who had come to stir up trouble today, that finally prompted him to reveal a few words of truth.
And Pei Xuan’s arrival had genuinely brought him incredibly monumental news!
Cui Jinghan exhaled. He calmed his violently beating heart before picking up his phone. Finding a number in his contacts, he sent a single sentence:
[Three hundred million. Help me find someone.]
His heart beat faster and faster; Cui Jinghan couldn’t suppress his excitement.
Meanwhile, seeing Cui Jinghan trembling so violently, Yan Sinian was terrified. After agonizing over it for a long time, he decided to ask Shi Changying for help.
[Yan Sinian]: Miss Shi, my Senior Brother suddenly started trembling all over. His face is deathly pale, and he even cried, yet he claims he’s happy! He must have gone mad. Are there any good psychiatrists in Jianghuai you could recommend?
[Only I am the first]: No. You can try smacking him on the head to see if it’s broken.
[Yan Sinian]: ...
Even with a hundred times his courage, he wouldn’t dare.
After a moment of thought, Cui Jinghan decided he still ought to thank Pei Xuan.
[Cui Jinghan]: Thanks for today.
[Pei Xuan]: ?
[Pei Xuan]: Are you sick in the head? What kind of wicked scheme are you plotting?
Pei Xuan furrowed his brows tightly, convinced that Cui Jinghan had taken the wrong medication.
Standing nearby, Housekeeper Pei, who was exceptionally skilled at reading expressions, asked, "Young Master, is there anything I can do to ease your worries?"
"Yeah," Pei Xuan said. "Tell me, if I scolded someone today, and they actually thanked me for it, what does that mean?"
Housekeeper Pei pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Perhaps he is a masochist?"
Satisfied, Pei Xuan replied, "I think so too."
As expected, out of the Four Great Young Masters, his psychological state was the healthiest. The other three were just competing to see who was crazier.
**
At seven o’clock in the evening, Qian Qiu arrived on time. She quickly mixed two non-alcoholic fruit drinks and brought them over to Shi Changying and Shaoyuan’s table.
Shaoyuan smoothly picked up a straw, placed it in the cup, and pushed it in front of Shi Changying.
Taking this scene in, Qian Qiu silently praised the little brother for being so considerate. Then, with a beaming smile, she said, "You two have such a great relationship. You’re practically glued to each other even on a Sunday."
After taking a sip of juice, Shi Changying nodded in agreement. She thought that knowing oneself and the enemy was the key to guaranteed victory. If she didn’t stick to him and constantly learn new knowledge from him, how was she supposed to replace him?
Shaoyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept over Shi Changying, carrying a hint of scrutiny once more.
Taking advantage of the rare free time, Qian Qiu continued to gossip, "At school, don’t the two of you receive tons of love letters from people?"
Shi Changying shook her head.
"No?" Qian Qiu was surprised. She pointed at the waiter who was eavesdropping nearby. "But even he received love letters back when he was in school."
"Miss Qiu, I’m not a reference point," the waiter muttered.
Shaoyuan tapped his fingers absentmindedly against the table. "Puppy love is ill-advised. Studying is very important."
Qian Qiu’s expression turned serious. "Little brother, you’re wrong there. Puppy love is early practice! If you don’t practice, how can you grow?"
Shi Changying looked thoughtful. She felt that this made a lot of sense, but she had to snatch the first place in her grade before doing anything else.
Seeing her looking genuinely receptive to this lesson, Shaoyuan was just about to speak when his phone buzzed. The screen lit up with a new message.
[Little Jiang]: Bro, someone put out a high-priced bounty for us to find a person.
Shaoyuan ignored it, his gaze not wavering in the slightest.
[Little Jiang]: But he didn’t give a name or age. He only said the target is female, very formidable, and likely a peak figure in some field.
[Little Jiang]: How are we supposed to find her? You could grab a whole handful of people like that! How am I supposed to know who he’s looking for?
Shaoyuan’s brow twitched. He finally replied.
[Shaoyuan]: What’s the price?
[Little Jiang]: Three hundred million.
[Shaoyuan]: That is indeed not low.
[Little Jiang]: Finding someone is super easy, but we need more information to lock onto a target! Even if you gave these three pieces of info to the people at Beidou, they definitely wouldn’t be able to find her either!
[Shaoyuan]: Then refund the order.
[Little Jiang]: But it’s three hundred million! I’m not rich enough to turn my nose up at three hundred million!
A rapid bombardment of messages followed. Shaoyuan turned on ’Do Not Disturb’ and placed his phone face-down on the table.
He spoke up again, "Do your exercises. Don’t think about anything else."
BANG!
With a heavy thud, the glass door was suddenly thrown open. The waiter’s expression instantly tensed up. Was someone here to cause trouble again?
However, upon seeing that it was Xu Shuangqiao, his taut expression relaxed. "Miss Shuangqiao, you’re here so early today?"
Xu Shuangqiao had no time to return the greeting. Panting heavily, she looked frantic. "Yingying, something’s happened!"