My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 272 - 219: Huaijin Holding the Jade_2

Zhao Rong glanced at Fan Yushu and gained a new understanding of him.

"However, the only thing that’s not so great about Teacher Si is that sometimes he likes to take us on random outings, which makes it difficult for me to close my eyes..."

Fan Yushu was complaining to Zhao Rong when his words suddenly cut off.

Yu Huaijin, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up, stepped outside for a moment, and after three breaths’ time, she returned.

Yu Huaijin stood by the door with her hands hidden by her wide sleeves, her expression serene, and her words terse and to the point.

"Teacher says, ’An outing this afternoon.’"

The students in Shuaixing Hall stood in response, their voices unified, as they followed Yu Huaijin outside.

Having been interrupted, Fan Yushu sighed as he got to his feet, "Let’s go, Ziyu. Teacher Si is going to hold class outdoors."

Zhao Rong, holding his books, headed towards the exit.

The students from Shuaixing Hall gathered on the open ground in front of the hall.

When Zhao Rong stepped out of the doorway, he saw three people waiting in front of a clump of young bamboo.

One was a middle-aged man with a slender physique, a composed face, and a scholarly demeanor. He was slightly tilting his head as if examining those young bamboos.

The other two, standing behind the middle-aged man, were dressed as attendant students—one holding a bamboo stick and the other cradling a lengthy object wrapped in white cloth in his arms. Judging by its shape, Zhao Rong surmised it was probably a zither.

Because in Confucianism, the zither holds a special place—the Saint has said, "The zither, thus, is an instrument for cultivating one’s morals, rationality, and for guarding against evil and lewdness. Therefore, a gentleman never parts from it without cause."

Once all the students had assembled on the open ground in front of the great hall, Yu Huaijin approached the middle-aged man to pay her respects. "Teacher Si, everyone is gathered. We can depart."

Si Wuxie turned his head, his smile fitting perfectly as he nodded slightly.

However, his eyes were fixed straight ahead and, upon closer inspection, one could see that his eyes were hollow and lifeless.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized that Teacher Si was blind.

He turned his head to look at Fan Yushu.

Fan Yushu was winking at Zhao Rong.

See, I was right, wasn’t I? Teacher Si never lays eyes on us...

The corner of Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched.

Si Wuxie didn’t move but suddenly turned his head "to look" towards a specific spot in the crowd.

Zhao Rong didn’t notice Fan Yushu’s exaggerated gestures. He didn’t smile but turned his head back instead, and just at that moment, he happened to meet Teacher Si’s "gaze."

It was a pair of dull, lifeless eyes.

A shudder passed through Zhao Rong’s heart.

At the same time, Gui, who had been giving Zhao Rong the silent treatment for half the day, suddenly spoke, his voice echoing in the turbulent Heart Lake of Zhao Rong’s mind.

"These flesh eyes are not his eyes. This man’s eyes... have been gouged out."

Zhao Rong frowned. In the space of a moment, he wanted to ask more, but Gui had already spoken again.

"Don’t worry, it likely isn’t ill-intentioned, and after all, this Academy teacher is but a mortal, not even matching your pre-cultivation physique."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, but his brow remained furrowed.

In front, Yu Huaijin also noticed Teacher Si’s "gaze" directed towards Zhao Rong.

She explained, "Teacher, his name is Zhao Ziyu. He is a student who just joined Shuaixing Hall today."

"Zhao Ziyu, Ziyu..." Si Wuxie nodded, mumbling to himself with a slightly resonant voice.

He raised his head, smiled at Zhao Rong, then turned his head again and "looked" at Yu Huaijin for a while before his gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them. He suddenly said:

"Yu Huaijin, Zhao Ziyu... holding a Jade... what a nice name..."

Si Wuxie mused to himself, reaching out to take the bamboo stick from the attendant student and turned, leaning on the stick as he slowly walked towards the cloister.

The two attendant students followed behind him.

Behind them, the puzzled students of Shuaixing Hall turned to look at one another, exchanging glances filled with confusion.

They soon all turned their attention to Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin.

Zhao Rong remained silent.

Yu Huaijin, who had always maintained a calm expression, furrowed her brows—a rare occurrence—as she stared at Teacher Si’s receding figure.

Yet neither of them looked at each other.

Fan Yushu immediately perked up, marveling, "Holding a Jade, Huaijin and Ziyu both mean Beautiful Jade, it truly is a good name. I hadn’t even noticed before... Ziyu, you and Senior Yu sound very compatible just by your names, you even look like a married couple."

He turned his head to Zhao Rong, his tone earnest, "Ah, Ziyu, you really are a lucky guy. You already have a young sister, and now you have a close female friend..."

Fan Yushu’s words trailed off.

That was because Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin turned their heads to look at him almost simultaneously.

Fan Yushu, steadfast and unyielding, stiffened his neck and said, "That’s right, even your glances at me are the same. I think, sooner or later, you’ll end up getting together..."

Zhao Rong turned to Yu Huaijin and said, "Senior Yu, I’ve just remembered something. Brother Yushu truly studied hard in Taiching Prefecture, busy from dawn to dusk, but it was all spent writing love letters for a Fairy named Ye from Fu Yao Mansion."

Yu Huaijin nodded and walked ahead to catch up with Teacher Si, her face stern as she remarked nonchalantly:

"Fan Yushu, you will stay in your study and not leave on all your days off this month. I’ll personally supervise your reading. You can’t miss a single word of your previous lessons and you must hand them to me within ten days, or else, I’ll keep you company on your days off next month as well."

Fan Yushu: "......"

The man once solid as iron suddenly felt his resolve soften.

"Ah, no, no, Senior Yu, I was wrong. I was just joking, trying to lighten the mood, don’t take it seriously, please don’t take it seriously. I was just worried about your old face always being so stern, aging quickly... I meant well... I, I..."