Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 653: 653

Qin Heng!!

It's actually Qin Heng!!

Has Chen Lang, this madman, gone completely insane? Does he want to kill me??

Tan Wenhe nearly threw his cell phone. He almost wet himself in terror as he blurted out profanities, trembling all over. His legs went weak, he nearly knelt on the ground, and his face turned completely pale.

Thank goodness he was in his own private office now; otherwise, others would see the President of Beijing University in such a state of panic, looking pale as a ghost!

"Chen Lang! Don't move! Stay in the classroom! Don't move!!" Tan Wenhe roared into the phone, his voice loud. "I'm on my way!!"

CLICK!!

Tan Wenhe hung up the phone and used all his strength to rush toward the history department building as fast as he could. Every second counted; he dared not delay!

If that idiot Chen Lang truly angered Qin Heng, and in turn made Qin Heng take out his anger on him, the President of Beijing University, then it's all over, completely over!! This is someone who could make the He Family, one of Beijing's four major families, bow and call him Master—a terrifying existence!! With just a word, he could have me removed from my position as the president of Beijing University! A powerful figure beyond my reach!! And you, a professor! How dare you provoke Qin Heng? You're looking for death, you're truly seeking death!!! Chen Lang! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!! Tan Wenhe was frantic inside, wishing he could grow another pair of legs to run even faster.

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At this time, in the classroom where Qin Heng was, there was dead silence.

Earlier, when Chen Lang made the call, he had it on speaker for the sole purpose of letting Qin Heng clearly hear Tan Wenhe's attitude, plunging him step by step into despair.

But things seemed to be taking a different turn from what he anticipated.

The President of Beijing University, Tan Wenhe, usually behaved with an aloof and serious demeanor. Chen Lang remembered that during their phone calls, Tan Wenhe always spoke with a calm tone, rarely showing any emotional fluctuation.

What's happening this time!? Upon hearing the name Qin Heng, President Tan seemed extremely agitated, even saying he would come over to handle the matter himself!? Could he know this Qin Heng? Chen Lang frowned, but then he quickly dismissed the thought. That's unlikely. How could a nobody like Qin Heng possibly be acquainted with an important figure like President Tan! I get it. President Tan must have also heard about this nobody skipping classes for over a month. He's probably wanted to expel him for a long time but was too busy with official duties to deal with it. This time I must have done President Tan a favor! Ha ha ha! President Tan must be very pleased and wants to personally get rid of this trash Qin Heng, expelling him from Beijing University. This will also help me gain President Tan's favor—killing two birds with one stone!

The more Chen Lang thought about it, the happier he became. His face brightened with joy, and he burst into loud laughter. He didn't care at all about the students' opinions; in his eyes, they were just ants, completely incapable of threatening him!

The students in the classroom were also stunned.

President Tan's reaction was truly bizarre. Many of them had not actually met Tan Wenhe, but they were well aware of what it meant to be President of Beijing University.

Yet just now, President Tan actually swore!

He swore outright!

Inconceivable!

Truly inconceivable!

"Could the President be coming to help Qin Heng?"

"Impossible! Look at the smile on Chen Lang's face, blooming like a flower. He's definitely dealing with Qin Heng!"

"It's over for Qin Heng now; he's beyond help!"

"He brought this upon himself, right?"

The students were all talking at once.

Generally, they didn't hold Qin Heng in high regard, and many were shaking their heads. Their gazes were filled with pity, as they assumed he was definitely going to be expelled.

And with the President himself coming to personally advise and expel him, he was sure to become infamous!

Once the media reported it, Qin Heng's life would be totally ruined!

BANG!!

Just at that moment, the classroom door suddenly burst open.

Tan Wenhe staggered in, gasping for air. His sweaty appearance dumbfounded everyone around him; they all looked blankly at each other, utterly confused. What the hell was going on!?

Upon seeing this, Chen Lang hurriedly passed over the thermos, saying with an obsequious smile, "President Tan, you must be tired. Have some tea, have some tea. Rest for a bit before dealing with that trash Qin Heng!"

"Get lost!"

Tan Wenhe, frustrated and furious, glared at Chen Lang. Then he went over to Qin Heng's desk, bowed deeply with utmost respect, and said, "Young Master Qin, I'm sorry for being late, for letting you suffer this indignity!"

Silence!

Utter silence!

The entire classroom fell dead silent; not a sound could be heard, you could hear a pin drop!

Everyone, whether Chen Lang at the lectern or the students below, was utterly flabbergasted. They stared as if struck by lightning, eyes wide as saucers, as though they had seen a ghost.

This had to be fake, right!?

Madness!

Or was this a hallucination!?

President Tan was actually bowing to Qin Heng, acting like a servant!?

How was that possible!

How could this be possible!?

Many students rubbed their eyes in utter shock, looking over to find the scene unchanged; nothing was different.

"Damn it!"

"This is too unbelievable!"

"My God!"

"Is that really President Tan!?"

"Who the hell is Qin Heng? He's too awesome!"

They were almost scared witless; the normally aloof President of Beijing University was being so respectful, even humbly so, to a freshman like Qin Heng.

Why was this happening!?

How could this be possible!?

To an ordinary Beijing University freshman, the scene before them was like something out of a myth.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it if they told them!

Of course, the most bewildered was still Chen Lang. He was completely stunned, like a piece of wood, just standing there, not moving an inch, foolishly staring at Tan Wenhe.

Impossible, this can't be happening. I must be hallucinating. How could President Tan bow to Qin Heng, that piece of trash? This can't be real, it just can't be!!!

Chen Lang kept muttering to himself; he simply couldn't believe the scene unfolding before his eyes.

It was too surreal.

"Young Master Qin!" Tan Wenhe called out respectfully again.

In fact, he was also incredibly anxious inside, as he discovered Qin Heng was just ignoring him, still fiddling with his phone without even lifting an eyelid or moving a muscle.

Qin Heng still ignored him.

The surrounding students felt drunk on the spectacle, looking at Qin Heng as if he were a god.

"Awesome!"

"The president bows to him! And he doesn't even acknowledge it!"

"Qin Heng is invincible!"

"Ah ah ah!" Chen Lang seemed to suddenly awaken, like a mad dog going berserk, bellowing, "President Tan! You are the President of Beijing University! How can you be so respectful to this nobody!?"

"Young Master Qin..." Tan Wenhe really felt like strangling Chen Lang at that moment, but he didn't dare to move. He still maintained his bow, very respectfully addressing Qin Heng, "Young Master Qin, about this..."