Chapter 11 The Evil School Bully

Chapter 11 The Evil School Bully

Chapter Summary: The backbone of the people of the mountains is as strong as a mountain.

"Oh no! Who brought this ancestor here?!"

Qingchen Academy, Chunhui Hall.

Chunqing, accompanied by three swaggering figures, entered the corridor at an angle.

Pan Yue stared at the reflection under the corridor, trying to figure out who the newcomer was, when a low curse reached her ears. She subconsciously looked up and saw Zhou Dao, who had organized today's gathering. Fearing something might go wrong, he frowned, clasped his hands together, and looked very troubled.

With a flicker of her clear eyes, Pan Yue stepped forward, glanced at his expression, then followed his gaze to the door. She narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Master Zhou, who are those three gentlemen?"

"Why!"

Zhou Dao let out a long sigh, turned his face away, glanced at Pan Yue, then looked sideways at the person who came through the hall door, and said softly, "The young man in the lead is named Song Dai. Although his appearance is not bad... Madam does not know, young man Song's father is the county magistrate, Song Ming. The county magistrate and his wife had a son late in life, and the whole family dotes on him like the apple of their eye... Aren't you afraid that you will laugh at them?"

Zhou Dao leaned forward, lowering his voice even further: "What I fear most about today's banquet is that Song Dai and his group will show up uninvited!"

Why is that?

Pan Yue looked puzzled, then looked up and saw the faces of everyone in Chunhui Hall huddled up like quails. She frowned slightly and said softly, "Are the students in the academy led by Young Master Song?"

“He was spoiled since childhood and was equally arrogant at school. Relying on the Song family’s status, he often bossed around and acted domineeringly towards the few students who were gentle.”

Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh. After hearing Pan Yue's words clearly, he shook his head and said, "That's one thing. More importantly, since Wu Da sells pancakes in front of the county, has Madam seen Manager Xu of the Swallow Hall, which also operates in front of the county?"

Pan Yue's brow twitched: "Yanzi Hall?"

"Yes!" Zhou Dao gestured towards the door, then added, "Manager Xu of Yanzi Hall is the son-in-law of the Song family, Song Dai's brother-in-law! If Song Dai finds out that today's tasting banquet is actually a welcome-summer banquet, I'm afraid..."

"Oh! My lady, you look unfamiliar!"

Before Zhou Dao could finish speaking, Song Dai strode through the door of Chunhui Hall, glanced down at the table, snorted disdainfully, and then tapped the table with one hand, slowly and coldly sweeping his gaze over everyone.

Zhou Dao quickly stopped talking and turned to the side.

Meeting Pan Yue's unwavering, scrutinizing gaze, Song Dai's hand, which was tapping the table, suddenly paused. A chilling glint appeared in his eyes, and a malicious smile played on his lips. He fixed his gaze on Pan Yue and slowly stepped forward, saying, "She is quite beautiful..."

He stopped about ten feet in front of Pan Yue, crossed his arms, and looked down at her with a gleaming desire in his eyes.

A moment later, he scoffed lightly, as if attempting to verbally humiliate her, and gave a look to his bowing and scraping attendants who were approaching him, saying in a lewd tone, "Slender waist and enchanting face, truly more alluring than the women of Chunxiang Pavilion!"

The hall fell silent instantly.

"Hahaha!"

The two henchmen exchanged glances, understood the meaning behind his words, and immediately stared at Pan Yue, laughing so hard they almost fell over.

"You, you all..."

Zhou Dao took a half step forward, about to stop him, when he caught Song Dai's light gaze out of the corner of his eye. He froze, as if he was considering something, and turned away, seemingly practicing what he preached: out of sight, out of mind.

To Pan Yue's right, Wu Da, who should have cared more about her reputation than Zhou Dao, stared blankly. He glanced at Song Dai, then looked at Pan Yue, turned away sheepishly, and hunched over as usual, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Pan Yue glanced at him, unimpressed, and stared at Song Dai. After a moment, she turned to Uncle Wang, who was bowing to her side with an indignant expression, and asked, "Uncle Wang, what kind of garlic-flavored dog meat did we have at the academy today?"

"Garlic-flavored dog meat?" Uncle Wang was taken aback. He glanced at Song Dai, then cupped his hands to Pan Yue and said, "Madam is joking. We've never had this dish at the academy."

"If it weren't for the garlic-flavored dog meat..."

Pan Yue frowned slightly, looking around in apparent confusion. She fanned herself with her right hand, pinched her nose, and looked up at those around her, saying, "How can the Chunhui Hall smell so unbearably bad? It's like someone is spewing excrement!"

"Pfft!"

Some students understood and burst out laughing.

They all turned their faces away, many blushing and unable to suppress their laughter.

"you?!"

At first, Song Dai didn't understand, but upon hearing the laughter of those around him, he flew into a rage, abruptly took half a step back, and ordered his men, "You two, seize the man!"

"yes!"

"Don't worry, my lord!"

Two henchmen spat lightly to the side, rolled up their sleeves, and stepped forward menacingly.

"My lord! My lord, please calm your anger!"

Seemingly remembering his nominal marital relationship with the woman below, and also worried that if the men got serious, it would affect his pancake business, Wu Da hesitated for a long time before finally stepping forward with his hands clasped, his face full of ridiculous wrinkles, and bowing obsequiously, saying, "This woman is ignorant and has offended Young Master Song. I hope you will not be angry!"

Who are you?

Song Dai disdainfully brushed aside the sleeve of his robe that had been touched, his eyes sweeping over the two men's faces. After discerning something, he snorted coldly, his eyes darting around, and said with an unfriendly expression, "Woman, you are foolish. It's not difficult for this young master to forgive you!"

Wu Da's eyebrows furrowed with joy, and his eyes shone brightly as he exclaimed, "Young Master Song, you are so magnanimous! You are so magnanimous!"

Song Dai scoffed, raised an eyebrow and glanced at Pan Yue, his expression arrogant, "As long as your wife personally serves me a steamed bun in front of all these students and teachers."

"It is only right..."

"Kneel before me again!"

Just as Wu Da was about to agree, Song Dai waved his sleeve, his eyes, as sinister as a venomous snake, fixed on Pan Yue, and said, word by word, "Personally kowtow to this young master and admit your mistake. In that case, this young master is magnanimous and will naturally forgive and forget!"

The people in the hall exchanged glances, and a collective gasp filled the air.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu Da's face. He glanced up at Pan Yue, but quickly put on a smile again, cupped his hands, and said to Song Dai, "That's how it should be! That's how it should be!"

Before Pan Yue could speak, he took a half-step back and shoved her forward, saying, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

Pan Yue stumbled, turned to stare at Wu Da who looked completely at her, and her already depressed mood was further aggravated.

The sons and daughters of the mountains have backbones as strong as mountains.

Even as she faced certain death and inexplicably found herself transported to the world of Water Margin, she felt a pang of sorrow, yet she remained resolute and never hoped that anyone would arrive on auspicious clouds to rescue her from her dire straits.

Because "Jinlian" was inextricably linked to the fate of the man before her, partly out of gratitude and partly because she had no other choice, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to the pancake business at Wu Da University, only to be met with...

Seeing through his mercenary nature, Pan Yue's eyes met, and she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, extinguishing the fire in her heart and leaving her feeling utterly cold.

She slowly stood up, her cool gaze sweeping over the crowd standing stiffly below.

Sympathy, avoidance, disdain, indifference... everyone's gaze shifted and their expressions varied.

Pan Yue snorted lightly, took a step forward, stared coldly at Song Dai, who looked arrogant and confident, and slowly said: "Qingchen... originally there is nothing, where can dust settle?"

She took a half-step back, glanced at Song Dai, and suddenly raised her voice, saying, "If Qingchen Academy is Song Langjun's personal fiefdom, then we might as well not do this today!"

"you?!"

Song Dai had already instructed his men to bring chairs and pour tea. He stood with his legs crossed, ready to sit upright and receive the obeisance. Upon hearing Pan Yue's words, he suddenly threw down his teacup, pointed at Pan Yue's nose, and cursed, "How dare you, woman! How dare you speak so rudely! Do you not know who my father is?!"

"Father?"

A hint of disdain flashed in Pan Yue's eyes. She slowly glanced around, then turned to Song Dai and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Song comes from a distinguished family with a clean and upright tradition. If you truly believe that you have acted justly and uprightly today, why not report it to the yamen and let the magistrate judge right and wrong? Everyone here is a witness. I want to see how the dignified magistrate will decide today's matter!"

"you!"

Song Dai pointed at her hand, trembling with anger. His chest heaved for a long time before he suddenly pulled his hand back and angrily shouted at his stunned left and right sides, "What are you doing? Arrest him!"

"yes!"

"Song Xiaolangjun! Song Langjun!"

Two henchmen rolled up their sleeves and were about to approach.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, and fearing that it might alert Mr. Qingchen and be detrimental to him, Zhou Dao's eyes darted around, and he drew out his words as he stepped forward.

"Why should young man lower himself to the level of a mere woman?"

Zhou Dao gestured for Pan Yue to step back, then half-persuaded and half-blocked Song Dai's sleeve with his hands, saying kindly, "Give me some face, sir. If this matter gets out of hand, it won't do anyone any good!"

"Sir, your words are rude!" Song Dai's lips trembled with anger as he glared at Zhou Dao and rebuked him, "How could a mere commoner like you expect me, a young master, to give her face?!"

"Young master, you are unaware of this!"

Before he could react, Zhou Dao patted his chest, glanced back at Pan Yue, and leaned close to Song Dai's ear, saying mysteriously, "These two seem ordinary. Young master, if they were really just ordinary commoners, why would I have invited them to my door?"

"What do you mean, sir?" Song Dai's expression froze, and he looked at Pan Yue and the other person who were standing with their eyes down in the corner.

"Does my lord know that the hero who killed that fierce-eyed, white-browed tiger on Jingyang Ridge was killed?"

Before Song Dai could respond, Zhou Dao continued, "Those two are the elder brother and sister-in-law of Wu Song, the tiger-slaying hero! Young sir, you must have heard of them. Now, everyone in Yanggu County regards him as their benefactor, and the county magistrate has even promoted him to head constable. If the people of the county were to find out that the tiger-slaying hero's elder brother and sister-in-law were humiliated at my Qingchen Academy..."

Zhou Dao paused slightly, looked up and saw Song Dai's eyes flicker, his expression seemed to soften, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, he patted him on the shoulder and added fuel to the fire, "If this matter really goes to the county government today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to your father!"

Song Dai froze, staring at the two people by the wall, his face turning red and white in turns, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

Noticing the gazes falling upon him from all around, he coughed lightly, stiffened his neck, and turned to Zhou Daodao, saying, "Respect for teachers and the Way is the tradition of Qingchen Academy. Since Mr. Zhou has pleaded for me, I will naturally comply."

Before anyone could answer, he abruptly turned to the left and right, his face flushed red, and shouted, "What are you doing? Get out of here!"

"yes!"

"What are you looking at! Get out of the way!"

His attendants snapped out of their daze, grabbed Song Dai, and hurriedly left in a panic.

Wu Da, unaware of the situation, remained bowing and clasping his hands, his face full of smiles, even after the three figures disappeared under the corridor, muttering, "Young Master Song is so magnanimous!"

Anger, curses, and spitting rose from the audience. Those who had just bowed and shrank their necks, fearing to bring trouble upon themselves, seemed to be not the same group of people.

Pan Yue frowned slightly and looked around. The more she looked, the more absurd she felt. A tightness in her chest pressed down on her chest. She nodded slightly to Zhou Dao, who was looking back at her, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you very much for helping me out today, Mr. Zhou! I suddenly feel a little unwell. Please forgive me, sir. Please allow me to go to the garden for some fresh air!"

Before the other party could respond, Pan Yue lifted her clothes, crossed the porch, and strode towards the flower-filled back garden.