My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 74: I’ve noted this grudge! (Thanks to the generous reward from Deep and Endless, additional chapter!)_5

It made people feel fear toward him.

Cheng Guang silently cast a glance, careful not to linger too long, as looking too intently could make the other party sense something amiss.

Gradually, Cheng Guang turned his attention to other students at the Martial Academy.

He found a few people whose martial arts records bore ominous signs.

Their cultivation realms varied, their family backgrounds diverse, and even their ages and birthplaces differed greatly.

The only similarity

was that they were all very quiet and reticent.

They didn’t participate in the chirpy and floral greetings that filled the air among the academy’s students.

Even if someone said in their ear, “Ye wash la you,” or pointed at their noses and scolded them, their expressions wouldn’t show the slightest change.

If someone unaware of the situation saw their behavior, they wouldn’t give it a second thought.

After all, some people are just naturally reticent.

Moreover, among this group of Martial Academy students, it was quite normal to have one or two individuals who seemed somewhat out of place compared to the others.

However, Cheng Guang knew.

They didn’t speak not because they were the quiet type.

But rather, they simply disdained to talk with the Martial Academy students.

These people seemed to exude an innate arrogance from their very bones.

Even without saying anything aloud, the occasional lofty indifference that flashed in their eyes, and their casual movements, all betrayed a scorn for these Martial Academy students.

It must be known.

The students gathered here were the new generation of geniuses from both the Great Zhou and Great Wei, two of the top dynasties in the Four Directions Mortal World.

Even if there were other geniuses who had not yet emerged, in a sense, these Martial Academy students represented the strongest new generation of both nations.

Yet… they still held contempt.

That sense of superiority, that did not stem from status or position, but emanated from their bones.

On what grounds did they feel so superior??

The identity of these individuals was probably more complicated than I imagined.

Cheng Guang’s eyes narrowed slightly, as the ominous individuals that appeared in the martial arts records only accounted for less than one-third of those present here.

Cheng Guang couldn’t take any rash actions; if he startled the snake by hitting the grass, the remaining two-thirds would effectively slip away.

Even if Cheng Guang used forceful measures to capture all the Martial Academy students marked with ominous signs, there would still be a chance that some would slip through the net.

Moreover, without a shred of evidence, his abrupt capture of the Martial Academy students could lead to the Wei Country’s public outrage.

The people of Wei Country would wonder if Great Zhou was not playing fair.

Even if he captured his own Martial Academy students along with the others, it would be pointless.

They hadn’t taken action yet, and so, even if captured, there would be no evidence against them.

Cheng Guang would have an even harder time explaining how he discovered their identities.

It might instead startle the enemy, exposing himself prematurely to those in the mysterious organization.

Previously, they had already attempted to assassinate him once.

If they became aware of him again, even if they couldn’t understand how I knew about their plans, they would surely see me as a thorn in their side, a nail in their eye.

The best course of action right now seemed to be to fight poison with poison.

These black-robed individuals believed they were hidden while I was exposed.

In truth, it was I who was hidden, and they were exposed.

Using their plans against them might not save many of the Martial Academy students, but Cheng Guang could only try his best.

He was no saint.

He could only save those within his power to save.

But if it was beyond his capabilities, he could only stand by and watch.

Having walked around the courtyard, Cheng Guang felt he had almost grasped one thing—those marked with ominous martial arts records had a ninety-nine percent chance of being the black-robed individuals.

This also explained why the black-robed individuals could disappear silently after the prohibitions were lifted.

Even the Bureau of the Lamp couldn’t find any anomalies at the time.

In fact, people simply didn’t run or escape.

They just walked out boldly, right under their noses.

Laughing and talking.

Cheng Guang sneered. This time, he had to shake up those lurking in the shadows.

Cheng Guang was about to get up and return home.

As he and Qiao Songshan just stepped out the gate, they suddenly saw a figure walking out.

It was Wu Ming.

His hands covered his eyes, which were red with soreness.

As if he had just had a bout of painful crying.

Seeing Cheng Guang, Wu Ming’s body stiffened, but as they were already walking toward each other, he couldn’t stop, and instead turned his head slightly to look at an empty space to the side.

As if there was something interesting over there worth his continuous attention.

Observing this scene made Cheng Guang smile; he saw but did not expose the truth.

It was highly likely that Empress Wei had also moved Wu Ming to tears.

Compared to Cheng Guang, Qiao Songshan was far from being insightful.

He naively greeted Wu Ming with a bow.

“I’ve seen Your Highness…”

“Eh, Your Highness, have you been crying??”

Wu Ming: “…”

He stood there awkwardly, wishing he could dig a hole with his toe.

Cheng Guang had already warned him not to stare at Empress Wei.

He didn’t take it seriously.

He hadn’t paid it any heed at all.