Chapter 3, this work is unprofessional

Oh, then you take care..." Luo Wei still did not put away his doubts, but he had great trust in Mo Sen. Surely there must be some reason for it? He thought to himself that he would ask again when the opportunity arises.

"I apologize, please continue." Lu Ping quickly put away his smile

"Lu Ping, what are you laughing at?" Luo Wei, who had been interrupted once again after just a few words, could no longer bear it and pointed at the name he had no intention of acknowledging.

The students were still discussing among themselves, still looking down on Lu Ping. However, Luo Wei once again walked to the window and looked outside. He saw Lu Ping walking alone on the road; he tried to concentrate but did not notice anything unusual

But he cannot

"Those who do not wish to attend the class, please leave and do not waste everyone else's time!" The so-called most outstanding student in the first grade, Boyong, stood up to speak. His tone was not overly harsh, as he did not want to appear as a villain in front of the instructor and so many classmates, but the expression of disdain and contempt on his face was unmistakable.

However, at this moment, I have not gathered any information yet, and I was unexpectedly discovered, and it was by this useless person

"What a useless person." Someone muttered.

I can't believe I was found out

Looking at the annoying face that protruded from the window, Mohsen truly wished to crush his head directly

What was that feeling about

Is there someone passing by? Or is it someone from the classroom upstairs

Do not disturb us

However, the other students were not happy. They had eagerly anticipated the professor's new content, and everyone was filled with expectation, only to be interrupted twice by this useless individual.

Oh dear

The classroom suddenly fell silent, an uncomfortable feeling surged in everyone's heart, and many people's gazes involuntarily shifted away from Lu Ping.

No wonder! He thought to himself

"Yes, please leave." Another student stood up and followed.

Where are you from? Is the road smooth?

The voices are growing louder, all expressing disdain for Lu Ping, and they do so with great satisfaction. Clearly, in their eyes, they have already made a preconceived judgment about Lu Ping, equating whatever he does with that of a worthless person.

Indeed, there is not a shred of backbone.

"Alright," he said

Mosen soon found himself with new troubles, realizing that this matter was far from as simple as he had imagined. As a gardener, he had no ideas at all about creating an accident to commit murder

Luo Wei did not have the time to fully experience it, yet the feeling had already vanished

"Yes!" Finally, someone responded. The most outstanding student in the first grade, Boyong, took over Lu Ping's question, and everyone immediately felt a sense of relief.

"Is it talking about me?" Lu Ping asked, his tone very calm. Yet, the crowd that had just been so agitated fell silent at this moment, each person seemingly choosing to avoid the question, hoping for someone else to respond.

The sound came from the front. Moshen looked ahead and saw Luo Wei leaning out of the window, calling to him, with a puzzled expression on his face

Mosen's face instantly turned even redder. He had actually lost focus, he had actually been daydreaming. If Lu Ping were truly an enemy, a rival, how many times would he have already died?

After all, he is a mentor, and Lu Ping is still a student of Zhai Feng Academy. More importantly, he does all this to clear obstacles for Su Tang; he does not want to leave such a shadow in Su Tang's heart. The best outcome would be an accident

Luo Wei looked around and then raised his head to glance at the second and third floors, but found nothing.

Is it really that easy to leave like this

Before Luo Wei could speak, Lu Ping had already stood up

Luo Wei, however, remained in a daze, not saying anything at all

Oh, it is Teacher Luo Wei!" Mo Sen suddenly felt a sense of relief and ease.

How can one create an accident

We will continue with the class. Luo Wei returned to the podium, putting aside thoughts of Mo Sen for the time being. However, Lu Ping remained at the window, watching Mo Sen as he wanted to leave quickly but was afraid to do so too hastily. He wanted to turn back but feared appearing awkward and unnatural. Finally, he couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

He glared aggressively at Lu Ping, but Lu Ping suddenly smiled and nodded.

Get lost

Mosen's face was filled with shame and anger. Shortly after Lu Ping and Su Tang left, he quietly followed them, intending to ascertain Lu Ping's whereabouts in order to seize the opportunity to act.

Coward

Luo Wei could no longer stand by and watch. Although he also disliked Lu Ping, he felt that, given his position as a mentor, he should still give Lu Ping another chance. Even though he believed it was truly unnecessary, it was his duty.

Silence lasted for a full second

"Well, we will meet again," Moshen replied coolly, walking away with his hands behind his back, pretending to be at ease

"Teacher Mosen." He was lost in thought when suddenly half a figure leaned out of the front window, calling his name

Mosen's old face turned bright red; he initially thought that although he was a gardener, dealing with such a useless person would not take much effort. Now it seems that he is indeed very unprofessional when it comes to activities like stalking and eavesdropping

As Luo Wei's skill is clairvoyance, it is not difficult to understand why he was discovered outside: it was Luo Wei who noticed after using his clairvoyance. Lu Ping, being right next to the window, naturally had to lean out to take a look.

Luo Wei, like him, is a conduit of the Spirit of the Rush, but the skills they ultimately cultivated are different. His skill, called Inspection, allows him to observe certain vital signs within living organisms. Thus, he can discern that although the sleeping fire lotus has had its flower bud damaged, the growth system within its root structure remains intact. He can also perceive the powerful spirit of Su Tang, who has broken through to the sixth level of the heavenly realm.

For the students, it was merely a sense of discomfort and unease. However, for him, although brief, what he experienced was a form of pressure

Go out

Under the gaze of everyone, Bo Yong felt a sense of pride akin to saving the world, having completely forgotten that all he had done was answer a super simple question. He was even less aware that when he responded with a "yes," his right hand had unconsciously rested on the table behind him

I really want to take action directly

a turtle that withdraws its head

"It's nothing, just passing by, I was just about to go to... um... over there..." Mosen is neither an assassin, nor a tracker, nor even a master of deception. He intended to casually mention a destination, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, his mind went blank. The familiar Zhaifeng Academy, when it came time to lie, he couldn't even come up with a single place name.

The students were stunned for quite a while; they had expected Lu Ping to explode in anger and unleash a torrent of harsh words in response to such disdain. Instead, he simply slipped away through the window in a dejected manner

Goodbye, Teacher Mosen. Lu Ping also bid farewell to Mosen.

The voices are becoming increasingly numerous and increasingly impolite, to the point where even those who originally held differing opinions no longer dare to speak up in the end

"Teacher Mo Sen, do you have something to discuss?" Luo Wei's face was filled with confusion, unable to comprehend the panic and embarrassment she had observed in Mo Sen earlier.

Then, with one hand resting on the windowsill beside him, he simply flipped out.