novelraw Chapter 238: Beating Up a Bully
Chapter 238: Beating Up a Bully
The words of Empress Feng were decisive—the final results of the Written Examination were announced.
Murong Ziyue came first, Xin Lin second, and Jin Chen third.
Although the results had been made public, due to what Xin Lin said earlier, the looks that the other candidates gave Jin Chen had changed.
After Empress Feng left, the candidates dispersed.
Jin Chen’s face was clouded with discontent, and he was about to leave.
"Young Master Jin, hold on a moment."
Xin Lin surged forward, blocking Jin Chen’s way.
"Last name Xin, what do you want now?"
Jin Chen’s face was full of anger.
Before participating in the Zixiao Palace Exam, he had vowed that he would definitely take first place to enter Qingtian Academy, but ending up third in the written part meant his top rank was in jeopardy. Moreover, once word got out, he would undoubtedly be ridiculed by his peers. All this disgrace was because of that damn foot washing maid!
"Young Master Jin, you truly have a short memory. People may leave, but the Golden Silk Robe must stay."
Xin Lin said with a smile.
"What Golden Silk Robe? I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Jin Chen was smug.
"Young Master Jin said such things, but we didn’t hear them. You poor ghost, actually eyeing Young Master Jin’s Golden Silk Robe, do you have no shame?"
His flunkies behind him echoed in unison.
"Jin Chen, a bet is a bet, and we all heard you say it,"
Little Xinzhuo chimed in from the side.
"Everyone?"
Jin Chen grabbed a passing candidate.
"Did you hear it?"
That candidate dared not utter a word, hurriedly shaking his head.
"And you, did you hear it?"
Jin Chen stopped another candidate.
That candidate shook his head repeatedly and fled in panic.
"See? Who dares to say they heard me make a bet with you?"
Jin Chen said disdainfully.
This is just how the world works, the law of the jungle. His father is Grandmaster Jin, a high-ranking official in the court; no one would dare to contradict him.
"I heard it."
Murong Ziyue walked past and spoke indifferently.
"Murong Ziyue, stop meddling in other people’s business! What are you, tired of living?"
Jin Chen’s face was livid; this detestable Murong Ziyue had offended him several times within the day, even snatching away his first place.
"Show her some colors!"
Upon seeing this, several flunkies sneered and closed in on her.
Yet before they could get close, Murong Ziyue let out a light shout, and True Qi erupted from within her, turning into a silver whip in her hands.
The silver whip, thick as a thumb, was at once filled with the surge of True Qi, stretching taut. With a flick of the whip, a gust of wind formed, and a sizzling sound was heard.
The whip wrapped around one of the flunkies. His flesh ripped and he was flung out obliquely.
The silver whip tore through the air, lashing and lifting with a swiftness like lightning. With several strikes, each hitting their mark, the flunkies were sent sprawling in all directions.
Crack—
A fierce whip struck right in front of Jin Chen.
On the pavestones, an inch thick, there was now a deep gash.
Jin Chen was shocked and then looked again at Murong Ziyue before him.
True Qi transforming into objects, Murong Ziyue’s cultivation was frighteningly formidable, far surpassing his own!
"Murong Ziyue, you dare to assault openly, are you not afraid..."
Before Jin Chen could finish, a scream cut through as Murong Ziyue directly whipped him. Thanks to the protection of his Golden Silk Robe, he was saved from the worst. Still, this caused a tumultuous surge of blood and Qi within Jin Chen.
That whip carried the weight of over a hundred pounds!
"Leave the robe, you, get out."
Murong Ziyue glared coldly at Jin Chen.
Jin Chen dared not say another word. He firmly believed that if he uttered a word of dissent, in the next moment, Murong Ziyue would take his life.
"With the Cloud Whip in hand, you should be wary of this person."
Xin Lin was absorbed in the spectacle when an unwelcome voice came from the Sealing Spirit Talisman in his arms.