Monarch Night
Chapter 40 - 6: Taken Away as Soon as I Checked In?

Chapter 40: Chapter 6: Taken Away as Soon as I Checked In?

Fang Qingyun had been at the Martial Arts Academy for a year now. Although his talents limited his ranking to a modest position, his popularity was absolutely unrivaled.

He had a large group of friends and could strike up a conversation with anyone. Moreover, he was honest and upright; everyone liked his character.

Despite his limited cultivation, not many people took him seriously when considering his future prospects, but there was no need to offend him.

After all, he was universally recognized as a good, honest, and reliable person.

And since everyone was a martial artist, a little walking wasn’t valued much. So, when Fang Qingyun came to the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy to look around, a large group of both men and women would also follow to take a peek.

It wasn’t much of an exercise, hardly enough to aid digestion. It was the perfect opportunity to relax during the time when the old students were graduating and the new ones had not yet arrived.

A few of the girls kept asking, "How handsome is he? Does he compare to Dongyun Yu, Wu Zhibing, Hua Kaixie, or Jun Hefang?"

These were the four great geniuses of the Baiyun Martial Academy, also the four great beauties, with top-class appearance, physique, temperament, family background, cultivation, and achievements; all had made a name for themselves.

Among them, Dongyun Yu was even rumored to be joining the Guardian Army directly after graduation next year. One could say his future was boundless.

Likewise, these four were the object of countless female martial artists’ attention.

Though they were all warriors, the dreamy feelings of the young girls were not much different from those of ordinary women.

Fang Qingyun thought for a moment, smiled wryly, and said, "Well, if we’re talking about looks, they’re probably about the same, but the self-confidence, temperament, cultivation, talents, foundations..."

He didn’t finish, but everyone understood.

There were plenty of handsome men around, but how many in the whole world could combine appearance, physique, self-confidence, temperament, cultivation, talent, and foundation all in one?

From this, it was clear that Fang Qingyun’s cousin was probably just an ordinary guy who was a bit handsome.

Everyone mentally made a note of it.

While they were discussing this, they saw a young man in black slowly walking towards the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy.

It was the Martial Arts Academy’s south gate.

The morning sun was rising in the east, casting a brilliant glow.

The young man walked through the glow; his black cloak with its subtle gold patterns flowing as he moved, casting enchanting and fluctuating rays of light.

His face was smooth like jade, eyebrows sharp as swords, eyes deep like pools, and pupils twinkling like stars. His nose was straight and his lips thin. His slender frame stood tall, his hair lightly fluttering. His arms were long and well-shaped, his legs straight as if they could prop him up into the stars; a long sword hung by his waist.

His aura was elegant and poised.

There was a calmness about him, as if mountains could fall without changing his color, and life and death would not perturb him; there was also a sharpness, as if he could face thousands of difficulties with poise and cut through countless obstacles with a single sword.

His strides were like those of a dreamy figure walking out from the brilliant glow of dawn.

The girls present had their eyes suddenly brighten.

"Wow..."

"Ah ah..."

"This... this..."

The young women had a vague feeling that this was the perfect man from their dreams, stepping right out of their imaginations.

"Who is that?"

"Is he a new student here to enroll?"

"Ah, I’m dead, I’m dead..."

"Is he a new student this year? Are the newcomers really this outstanding?"

Just then...

Fang Qingyun next to them made a move.

"Cousin!"

Fang Qingyun was excited. He had been waiting, he had completed the task his father had given him. No more getting beaten.

Fang Qingyun, thrilled, advanced towards him, waving, and calling out.

Behind him...

A sea of stunned faces.

Classmates, both male and female, exchanged glances.

Was this the cousin Fang Qingyun had described as ’pretty decent-looking, immature, poor communicator, spoiled, lacking in manners, with average talents and charisma, ordinary cultivation, and no sense of grandeur’?

Was this the same cousin that Fang Qingyun used to sigh and grind his teeth about, vehemently saying, ’When he grows up and understands things, I’ll give him a beating to let off steam’?

Everyone watching Fang Qingyun going to greet him was confused.

Brother Fang, could it be that you’ve misunderstood the term ’ordinary’?

Just by looking, excluding talents and foundation that couldn’t be seen, isn’t everything else about his appearance and temperament top-notch?

Even comparing him to the school’s top figures like Jun Hefang and Wu Zhibing, Hua Kaixie—though they all have that strong aristocratic air of a Shi Family’s son—the cousin’s easy composure still seemed far superior.

This was the ease of someone who had weathered storms; the indifference of one who had seen through the world’s turmoil.

Witnessing Fang Che’s composure, the classmates even felt as if they were seeing the presence of the Dean or the Deputy Mountain Master, those peak figures.

Unfazed by honor or disgrace, watching flowers bloom and fade; indifferent to staying or going, observing clouds in the sky as they gather and disperse.

Calmly facing life and death, smiling at the storms and clouds.

Such a person, if any of them were to come forward, would stand out as exceptional, unparalleled!

...

There, Fang Che had already joined Fang Qingyun, smiling warmly and affectionately, "Cousin, have you been waiting long?"

Fang Qingyun nodded repeatedly, "No, no... Huh? What did you just call me?"

Fang Qingyun was somewhat shocked, his eyes wide.

Was this my cousin who was always so sharp-tongued and bitter, causing others to want to pick up a knife or a stick?

Why is he so polite now?

Fang Che looked puzzled, "I called you ’cousin’, what else would I call you? If I hailed you as ’Uncle’, would you dare respond?"

There it was!

He was back!

The familiar suffocating style of speech made Fang Qingyun instantly break into a relieved smile, "You really are my cousin! When I saw you just now, I thought you had become someone else."

"..."

Fang Che was speechless.

During their conversation, dozens of students had already surrounded the two, forming three circles.

Each pair of eyes was filled with curiosity.

Especially the girls—although there were only four or five, the fervor in their eyes almost melted Fang Che.

Even facing their gaze, he felt an overwhelming sense of crisis, as if ’if he didn’t run away, he would be devoured’.

"Fang Qingyun, is this our cousin? Fang Che?"

One of the girls with a melon-seed-shaped face asked with flushed cheeks, "Cousin, hello, my surname is Liu, Liu Xueyun. I’m your cousin’s classmate."

Fang Che, with a handsome face, looked bewildered as he said, "Hello, Senior Sister Liu."

Liu Xueyun gave a hearty laugh, her eyes looking as if they were dripping with water as she gazed at Fang Che’s face, and said, "What Senior Sister Liu? That’s so formal, just call me Yun Jie or Sister Xueyun."

Another girl puffed out her chest and said quiveringly, "Cousin, hello, my surname is Wang, Wang Bingbing; you can call me Sister Bingbing."

Fang Che felt dizzy and, after being introduced by Fang Qingyun and making his own introductions to these thirty or forty people, his head nearly burst.

But naturally, he did not show it on his face.

Instead, he was courteous and carried himself with composure as he greeted each one.

Throughout, there was only one girl who just smiled at him without actively stepping forward to greet him.

Fang Che hadn’t noticed at first and politely nodded to her with a smile; then suddenly realized that although the girl was smiling, her eyes were not.

Her gaze was very indifferent.

Why such a reception upon arrival to the academy?

Having long become accustomed to observing his surroundings and picking up on the moods of individuals in complex situations, an old hand of Jianghu like him could not ignore such an anomaly.

Fang Che’s heart skipped a beat as he immediately noticed that the girl was standing in a way that kept a certain distance from everyone, maintaining a measured but naturally slight distance.

It was clear that she seemed to want to blend in, but she couldn’t; however, this was not due to others rejecting her, but rather her rejecting them.

To an average teenager, this girl would just seem somewhat aloof. But to Fang Che’s eyes, this woman was abnormal: in a circle of friends, yet rejecting all her friends?

Humans are social animals; no matter how cold a girl may seem, she will still have friends.

If someone remains detached among people they spend all day with, then the problem isn’t with the group, but with the individual.

For instance, if a wolf was mixed among a group of Huskies, no matter how much it tried to fit in or disguise itself, it would always feel that those around it were not of its kind.

Fang Che noticed her at a glance.

He sighed inwardly, finding that in comparison to the pretenders he had encountered in his previous life, these people from the Martial Arts Academy were still quite naïve.

After greeting everyone, he casually made his way over to the girl, and surprisingly said: "Cousin, are you here to welcome me? This is too... too unexpected, to receive such a grand welcome from so many beautiful girls like Sister Xueyun, Sister Bingbing, and... and this, it’s the first time I’ve ever been welcomed by so many beauties with such great treatment."

He was speaking to Wan Zhimei, clearly implying he didn’t know her name.

Instant laughter broke out.

Amidst the laughter, Fang Qingyun introduced her warmly: "That’s Sister Wan, Wan Zhimei, she’s my classmate."

Fang Che suddenly understood: "Hello, Sister Wan."

Wan Zhimei could only nod with a smile: "Cousin is so handsome."

Fang Che laughed heartily, silently noting down this name, and said delightedly, "I didn’t expect cousin to be so well-liked at the Martial Arts Academy, with so many enthusiastic and righteous male classmates and so many beautiful, graceful and gentle female classmates. My uncle was worried when I was leaving, saying that cousin’s personality was average and feared you wouldn’t have many friends. When I go back, I must tell him that, he was wrong!"

All the male classmates laughed heartily.

The female classmates were even more beamish.

Fang Qingyun was completely dumbfounded.

Cousin, where’s your sharp tongue?

Your biting sarcasm?

Bring it out.

You’re making it seem like everything I said before was a lie.

Could it be that your sharp tongue and sarcasm are only directed at me?

"You seem to have grown quite a bit?" Fang Qingyun felt a bit envious, "you’re taller than me now."

"Yes, I’ve grown about a handspan, now about one meter eighty-three," Fang Che smiled, looking downward at his cousin’s head.

Fang Qingyun’s mouth twitched.

Feeling his top of the head being looked down upon, he snorted and stepped back a few steps.

Suddenly, he really wanted to hit someone.

After meeting everyone, all of them chatted and laughed as they accompanied Fang Che to enroll.

"Enrollment."

"What’s your name?"

"Fang Che."

"Fang Che?"

The personnel inside fell suddenly quiet.

All the people waiting outside were taken aback.

What’s going on?

It was the first time they’d seen an enrollment pause after a name was reported.

Then...

They saw several people from Baiyun Martial Academy take to the skies and fly over.

Leading them was actually the Dean, accompanied by several Deacons; then another person, with a white beard fluttering, arrived sooner despite setting off later, and turned out to be the Deputy Mountain Master.

Everyone was flabbergasted and became as silent as cicadas in winter, all hurriedly bowed, not daring to lift their heads.

Why have these supremely important figures of the academy come today?

What had happened?

Then they heard the Dean ask, "Who is Fang Che?!"

Fang Che was somewhat surprised and stepped forward, saying, "I am Fang Che."

"Okay, add him to the register."

Immediately, the voice said, "Fang Che, come with me."

These words were spoken by the Deputy Mountain Master.

Following that, a procession of important figures took Fang Che, whooshed away with heads turned.

Fang Che hadn’t even had the chance to greet Fang Qingyun before he was taken away.

Behind him, Fang Qingyun and all the classmates were collectively dumbfounded.

Wha... what’s going on?

Not only does cousin look handsome and carry himself with grace, but does he also have such a big face?

But that’s not right, this level of attention, it’s like they’re escorting a prisoner.

Did cousin get into trouble?

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