Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 620 - 616: The Shame That Cannot Be Tolerated

Chapter 620: Chapter 616: The Shame That Cannot Be Tolerated

Chapter 616 The Unbearable Disgrace

At the closing ceremony, Mr. Shen, the principal of the school, did not appear on the podium again, but Mr. Yan Zhishou, the school’s Executive Vice Principal, attended on his behalf. He delivered the closing speech with humor and cordiality, once again earning thunderous applause and cheers from the students.

However, even though the sports meeting came to an end amidst Vice Principal Yan Zhishou’s witty speech and the thunderous applause, the students’ enthusiasm for this year’s sports meeting did not diminish in the slightest; in fact, it seemed to grow even warmer.

Apart from the discussion about the winners of the championships who showed their valor and the sports stars who appeared in this year’s sports meeting in greater numbers than ever before, the most talked-about topic was the sudden rise to fame during the sports meeting of two athletes from the School of Mathematics, a male and a female!

One person winning four championships is not unheard of in the history of sports meetings, but for the same school, in the same year, to have two people achieving this feat was almost unprecedented, especially when they emerged so unexpectedly and without warning.

Of course, Xiao Yi’s five-kilometer school record and Zhao Yuhua’s stunning beauty were also much-discussed focal points...

Additionally, the football that suddenly flew out like a fairy descending from heaven during Xiao Yi’s five-kilometer race was one of the main reasons for the passionate debate among the students this time. Such an incident had truly never occurred in any previous sports meetings of Z University.

It is said that the school’s leadership was furious upon learning of this incident, with Vice Principal Yan even slamming his fist on the table and berating the leaders of the Sports Institute, harshly demanding that they thoroughly investigate the matter.

Unfortunately, despite the school’s high degree of attention, this incident remained as inexplicable as a supernatural event, and even by the end of the sports meeting, no clues had been uncovered as to what had actually transpired.

The teachers from the Sports Institute even offered a substantial reward for any clues, promising a handsome sum to anyone who could report the person responsible for the incident. Still, there were no effective results, and although there were claimants, they either provided vague descriptions, merely saying they saw someone throw the ball and run away, or they provided false leads...

No matter how they investigated, they could not find the culprit, and so the matter was dragged out. The teachers’ interest waned over time, and the case became an unsolved mystery in the hearts of the students at Z University.

But while the teachers might stop investigating, and the students might gradually move on and forget about it, Xiao Yi, as one of the involved parties, would not forget, nor had he ever forgotten.

There were many things Xiao Yi could forget, like certain things he didn’t want to remember, and even some things he tried to remember, such as the properties of pharmacopoeia and herbs and the like, but there were some things he absolutely would not forget.

Like this particular incident!

Someone was covertly fixated on him, hiding in the shadows and relentlessly scheming against him, even willing to stoop to despicable, shameless, and lowly tactics. How could he rest assured without unearthing his opponent and dealing with them thoroughly, resolving the issue?

He considered many potential suspects behind that day’s incident, such as Gao Junjie, Li Han, and those Four Young Evil Masters, or people like the brothers Li Ziming and Li Zijie. But his strongest suspicion fell on the legendary Third Young Master Zhao, whom he had never met and didn’t know how he could have possibly offended.

Although each of the Four Young Evil Masters and the others had a deep grudge against him, they had all seen many of his ploys for not just a day or two. It was unlikely they would commit such a foolish act now, especially since they had been quiet for a long time and might not re-emerge at this point.

Initially, Xiao Yi had planned to meet with Third Young Master Zhao the following day to get some information, but Third Young Master Zhao had disappeared, as if off the face of the Earth, not appearing in school at all. Meanwhile, Wang Qingqing had invited him to watch some of her institute’s basketball and soccer games, so he temporarily set the matter aside.

As the closing ceremony came to an end and the school’s academic order was restored, Wang Qingqing had to dive back into her roles as a tutor and student. Xiao Yi subsequently moved the previous incident back up on his agenda.

Archaeology major?

Walking on the path to where Third Young Master Zhao resided, a sneer formed on Xiao Yi’s lips. Hearing about the major, it was obvious that Third Young Master Zhao’s presence in Z University was not for education alone; he was simply collecting a diploma.

Z University’s archaeology program was well-known for being both formidable and difficult. Based on what he knew of Third Young Master Zhao, it was unlikely he would be interested in such a major or willing to delve into the subject.

...............

"Third Young Master, I heard Xiao Yi is looking for you. Should we leave first?"

In the student dormitory apartment, a youth looked concernedly at another long-haired youth sitting leisurely at the computer desk, engrossed in playing video games.

This youth was one of Third Young Master Zhao’s capable subordinates, who had planned the ambush with a club last time and, alongside Third Young Master Zhao, had witnessed Xiao Yi’s fighting skills in the car. His name was Yuan Feiyun. Unlike Third Young Master Zhao, whose path to a degree from Z University was unclear, Yuan had genuinely earned his place through twelve years of hard study. However, due to insufficient grades, he was assigned to the major of archaeology.

Although he had registered at the university and become a member of the archaeology department, he had no interest in archaeology. He had attended the university solely because his family was not well-off and he had no chance to retake his entrance exams. Coupled with the reputation of Z University, he’d arrived with the mindset to take a look or even to just scrape by for a degree from Z University. After experiencing the bustle of G City and the many temptations of university life, his thoughts quickly deteriorated, and he lost the fighting spirit he had back in high school.

Soon, he met Third Young Master Zhao in his department, and after learning about his formidable aura and background, he instantly started to admire and draw close to Third Young Master Zhao with various motives in mind. He quickly became a capable sidekick for Third Young Master Zhao, taking care of all his errands, including homework and various exams.

As Third Young Master Zhao gradually grew accustomed to his services and became dependent on him, he simply moved Yuan to his dormitory for convenience sake.

"Smack!"

Engrossed in his game, Third Young Master Zhao heard Yuan Feiyun’s words, and instantly slammed his mouse down on the desk. His usually composed face immediately turned incredibly grim.

The pleasant feeling Third Young Master Zhao had while playing the game was now completely gone. What remained was nothing but immense frustration and anger.

This whole transformation was all due to a sentence from Yuan Feiyun, or more precisely, because of the name he mentioned!

Ever since the incident that day, he had been hiding at home, not daring to show up at school, not even daring to attend the badminton match he wanted to watch for fear of accidentally encountering Xiao Yi and getting a beating.

He was very clear that the group of thugs he hired that day had ungratefully betrayed him.

After receiving news through the school’s informants that Xiao Yi had been looking for him, he was scared witless and did not dare to come to school.

It wasn’t until today, when school began and he had to attend the class of an extremely stubborn old man who took roll call seriously every day, that he returned to school. After getting through roll call, he had just begun to relax and play games in the dormitory when he was told he had to leave again?

When had Third Young Master Zhao ever been so humiliated?

When had he been treated like a dog that had lost its home?

"Third... Third Young Master, what I mean... is that we should be careful!"

Yuan Feiyun, startled by the loud smack, quickly looked up at Third Young Master Zhao’s face. Seeing the dark expression, he grew even more nervous, thinking he had spoken out of turn and angered him, and hastily attempted to explain himself.

"Hmph!"

Third Young Master Zhao let out a cold snort from his nostrils but didn’t speak, his face growing darker.

He knew he couldn’t blame the youth, though he was somewhat repulsed by his killjoy words at the time; after all, he was stating the facts and considering his, Third Young Master Zhao’s, safety.

However, he couldn’t stand this kind of life, this humiliation!

He... needed to find a way to change the situation, to turn the tables and teach that kid a lesson. Continuing like this was not an option; he couldn’t keep living in fear and humiliation!

He was Third Young Master Zhao, and nobody could force him to live in such disgrace, not even that strong country bumpkin!

If he made his life miserable, he would make sure that kid didn’t have it easy! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)