My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 269 - 217 Yu Xuanji, styled Huaijin_2

Chapter 269: Chapter 217 Yu Xuanji, styled Huaijin_2

She slightly frowned.

"Fan Yushu."

Yu Huaijin gently spoke, yet his voice carried far.

At the corner, Fan Yushu, who was humming a tune with his hands clasped behind his back, just turned the bend when he saw a formidable lady and immediately, without thinking, turned around to walk away, intending to retreat back to the corner. Hearing Yu Huaijin’s calm voice, his silhouette suddenly shuddered and he stopped in his tracks.

It seemed he struggled for a while, but in the end, he dared not pretend he hadn’t heard and sneak off. Fan Yushu’s shoulders sagged, his head hung low, and languidly he turned around. Under the diverse gazes of Yu Huaijin and Zhao Rong, among others, he approached the door of Shuaixing Hall.

With drooping eyelids, Fan Yushu passed by Zhao Rong without greeting him right away, but instead stood firm in front of Yu Huaijin and gave a quick and practiced bow.

"Hello, Senior Yu."

Fan Yushu’s voice was slack and weak; his eyes lowered, as if looking for some treasure on the ground.

Yu Huaijin stared straight at Fan Yushu, his tone serious:

"Fan Yushu, I have told you many times, when speaking to someone, you should look them in the eyes. It’s the most basic etiquette. As a student of Shuaixing Hall, how could you forget this?"

"Yes, yes," Fan Yushu raised his head, looking at Yu Huaijin. His expression was solemn, his tone assertive, "Senior Yu is right, I will definitely change!"

Immediately after speaking, Fan Yushu moved, attempting to step inside the door intending to leave, "Senior, if there’s nothing else, I shall go in first."

"Stop."

Fan Yushu’s fleeing feet halted abruptly. He blinked, "Senior, what is it?"

Yu Huaijin scrutinized Fan Yushu, "Before you went with Teacher Yan to teach at the Taiching Four Mansions, I gave you some assignments to do. You can hand them to me now."

Fan Yushu grimaced, opened his mouth but was interrupted by the woman in front of him.

Yu Huaijin added, "If you left it in the Academy and forgot to bring it, I can accompany you there after class."

Visions of the thick stack of assignments accumulated over a month flashed through Fan Yushu’s mind, his body shuddered involuntarily, and suddenly, he gritted his teeth and his expression changed sharply.

Fan Yushu took a deep breath.

"Just so Senior Yu knows, this time at the Taiching Four Mansions, Teacher Yan was exceptionally strict with us disciples in attendance. Every day, I had classes with the students from Taiching Prefecture, and in the evenings, he assigned us a mountain of homework,

But! As a student of Shuaixing Hall under your disciplined and resilient leadership, where we face difficulties head-on, how could I fear such challenges? Over the past month, I attended classes on time every day, and at night, I worked on the articles on Classics assigned by Teacher Yan. Busying myself for over thirty days, I ultimately completed the teacher’s tasks vigorously without disgracing our Shuaixing Hall,

Even the head student who corrected the assignments praised my work, calling me a true student under the guidance of the talented and beautiful Yu Huaijin of Shuaixing Hall. Who does not know this? But I know your style, Senior Yu, so I humbly downplayed it a bit. No thanks needed..."

Fan Yushu earnestly rambled on, causing Zhao Rong beside him to rub his face in disbelief, increasingly doubting whether the Yushu who attended classes at the Taiching Four Mansions, pretending to listen but actually writing love letters and then disappearing right after class, could truly be genuine.

Fan Yushu’s tone was both regretful and disappointed.

"Senior Yu, in the past month, I soared through the ocean of the Saintly Books, and life was immensely fulfilling and joyful. Yet, it’s my fault I’m useless! Although I completed the assignments Teacher Yan set for us with great effort, I was utterly unable to squeeze out more time to do the assignments you entrusted to me, and in the end, I could only return with profound regrets."

As he spoke, his tone became mournful and bleak; he looked up, pounding his chest, causing even Zhao Rong to feel the pain for him.

Fan Yushu looked up toward the sky, his expression filled with resentment.

"Oh, Senior! It is my fault, I, Yushu, am useless and have failed your high expectations! What use are the praises and compliments from Teacher Yan and the senior students in the morning if I hadn’t completed the assignments you set? These are but fleeting clouds to me, for I still have not completed your tasks, and I am too ashamed to see you and the fellow students of Shuaixing Hall again!"

Fan Yushu stomped his foot, lifted his leg, and was about to run back toward the hall’s door.

"Wait."

Huaijin Yu frowned and called out.

In an instant, Yushu Fan braked the car and the next second he turned around abruptly, his face marked by a tragic determination.

He pounded his chest vehemently, his words ringing clear, "If Senior Yu doesn’t trust me, he can feel my conscience. If he still doesn’t trust this passionately sincere heart of mine, then I have nothing more to say. Senior can ask others!"

Huaijin Yu examined Yushu Fan’s aggrieved and resolute expression, remaining silent.

Suddenly turning around, Yushu Fan moved swiftly to Zhao Rong’s side, grabbed his sleeve, and prepared to pull him in front of Huaijin Yu.

However, as he turned around, Yushu Fan, keeping his determined demeanor, winked at Zhao Rong.

Yushu Fan: Good brother, help me!

Zhao Rong glanced at the woman behind him: What’s the deal with this Huaijin Yu?

Yushu Fan furrowed his brow: It’s hard to say, but definitely not someone to mess with, absolutely not someone to be trifled with. Make sure you don’t get on this dame’s bad side.

Zhao Rong sized up Yushu Fan: Like you right now?

Yushu Fan widened his eyes: Talk later, help me get through this first!

The two exchanged a quick series of glances.

Then, once again, they stood before the stern-faced Huaijin Yu.

With a serious face, Yushu Fan said, "If Senior still doesn’t believe me, you can ask Brother Ziyu. When we were at the Taiching Four Mansions, we lived together, and every midnight he liked to go to the restroom. Each time, unintentionally, he would see the light from my lamp as I studied by the window. Ziyu would sigh and advise me to rest earlier, not to wear out my body. I’d say no, how could I? As an eighteen-year-old old student, I have to lead by example... After hearing this, Ziyu was speechless at first, but later, inspired by my enthusiasm for studying, he also couldn’t sleep and joined me in our all-night study sessions... You see, studying together over and over, I’ve even lost weight... Isn’t that right, Ziyu?"

Yushu Fan pursed his lips, staring earnestly at Huaijin Yu, who didn’t utter a word, and rubbed his somewhat thinner face from the "all-night battles." Then, he turned his head toward Zhao Rong, his eyes questioning.

The onlookers, seeing this, also turned their attention towards Zhao Rong.

Huaijin Yu stood with her arms folded, her expression still calm. She gently pursed her lips and turned to look at Zhao Rong.

Facing everyone’s gaze.

Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched slightly, unnoticed, and he looked at Yushu Fan, who was making faces at him. You’re really pushing your luck here.

Studious and serious? Okay, maybe a bit, but you’ve channeled all your zeal into writing love letters to Ye Lanzi, alright?

And about the praises from Teacher Yan and the eldest senior... are you sure those weren’t meant for me?

As for studying by lamplight till you grew thin... well, Ye Lanzi ignores you every day; you’re so frustrated, you can’t even eat. How could you not lose weight?

Not to mention, you took a leave a few days ago to run off to Du You City; God knows what mischief you got into... Got it, now I think about it, you probably wanted to have some fun before returning to the Academy and having Huaijin Yu check your homework, knowing there might not be much fun afterward. Great timing...

Zhao Rong was speechless, but seeing Yushu Fan’s pleading eyes, he sighed inwardly, met everyone’s gaze, and silently nodded.

The students familiar with Yushu Fan were skeptical.

Regardless of how others saw it, Yushu Fan quickly stole a glance at Huaijin Yu, only to see that her gaze was cycling between him and Zhao Rong.

Huaijin Yu remained silent, stood still for a moment, then turned and walked into Shuaixing Hall.

Behind her, Yushu Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiping away a handful of cold sweat.