Monarch Night
Chapter 83 - 46 This is My Vow

Chapter 83: Chapter 46 This is My Vow

Indoors.

Huo Churan lay on the ground, having practically lost his mind.

His face was covered with blood as he screamed heart-wrenchingly, "Fang Che! I must kill you! I must kill you! I must kill you!!!"

It seemed as if flames might burst from his eyes, his whole being deranged.

...

Huo Churan went for treatment again.

The instructor at the medical center looked pained, "Can’t you keep your students in check? Treating him every day, can our Martial Arts Academy handle this? My cultivation technique can heal, but not with this kind of depletion."

The four instructors were speechless.

Li Changkong and others were summoned to the first-grade administrative office, where the director looked headache-ridden, "What are you teaching? A beating yesterday, a beating today, and what, another one tomorrow?"

Li Changkong was embarrassed.

Duan Zhongliu coughed, sounding somewhat unsure, "Actually, this isn’t entirely Fang Che’s fault..."

The director erupted, "So you mean this is all Huo Churan’s fault?"

"It’s not Huo Churan’s fault either," Duan Zhongliu said.

"Then damn it, is it my fault?!" The director was on the verge of exploding.

"Director, please calm down!" Duan Zhongliu quickly said.

"Chill out your Grandpa!"

The director exploded, "Get back and properly discipline that kid in your class!"

The four of them left in disgrace.

...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh..."

Fang Che was ruthlessly beaten by the four instructors.

The screams were heard throughout the entire first grade.

It was unbearably tragic.

All the students were utterly silent.

...

That night on his way back,

Fang Che resorted to his usual tactics. Once again, he grabbed a gun and hid in a secret compartment.

The night passed without incident.

But that was normal; even if Huo Churan had plans, the only people who could act at this stage were from the Huo Family.

And the Huo Family’s movements wouldn’t arrive here so quickly.

Fang Che couldn’t bear the injustice.

And he was genuinely worried—what if Huo Churan endured the humiliation... and didn’t send someone to assassinate him in retaliation? What then?

Fang Che wasn’t worried about his own reputation becoming foul—what’s the reputation of a demon from the Yixin Sect to me?

But he was worried that Huo Churan’s reputation might improve: enduring such insults with silence would surely garner some sympathy, and that sympathy could turn into resources for Huo Churan.

And for Huo Churan, a brat from the Demon Sect, receiving those resources would be such... such a waste.

So the next day, after lunch,

Fang Che once again went to class 11.

He was wrapped in bandages and gauze.

Looking absolutely miserable.

He stormed in furiously.

"Huo Churan, can’t beat me so you snitch to the instructor? To have the instructor beat me up? You really have some principles, huh!"

"What kind of hero are you?"

"Are you even a man?"

Fang Che, furiously aggrieved, rushed up and beat Huo Churan again, even more ruthlessly this time.

He broke his right leg.

Then he left in sorrow, muttering furious curses, his anger not yet appeased.

"Can’t beat someone so call for the instructor, pah, petty man!"

Behind him, came the agonized and hate-filled voice of Huo Churan, "Fang Che! You will not die a good death! I swear it! You will not die a good death!! Ahhh..."

After being humiliated time and again, Huo Churan had exploded.

His eyes were filled with madness, no longer caring about the consequences.

As Fang Che walked back, he felt somewhat regretful.

Wei Zihao wasn’t even in the class.

Where the hell had that scoundrel hidden?

Had missed beating one today!

What a loss!

He was sure to be beaten again.

...

Sure enough.

In the afternoon.

Li Changkong caught Fang Che and gave him another beating.

After the beating, Bing Shangxue had a heart-to-heart with Fang Che, "Fang Che, may I ask, what exactly did Huo Churan do to offend you? If it’s just about some minor grievances during the competition, it shouldn’t be necessary to be so relentless, right?"

"What exactly is the reason, can you tell me?"

Bing Shangxue and the other three instructors were truly puzzled.

What deep hatred existed between Fang Che and Huo Churan for things to have reached such extremes?

"It’s not just about those grievances during the competition, Huo Churan and I are irreconcilable!"

Fang Che meant every word.

But clearly, the four instructors couldn’t understand, and they continued to inquire, "Why irreconcilable?"

"At that time, I swore to the heavens, to hit him every time I saw him, and even if I didn’t see him, I’d find opportunities to see him. Once a vow is made, it’s really not good to break it."

Fang Che said, "I’m just fulfilling my vow!"

...

Li Changkong and the others widened their eyes.

Are you freaking kidding me?

Fulfilling your vow like this?

"Tell the truth!" Li Changkong became stern, "There must be more than just that."

Everyone has been through this age, how could they not understand?

It definitely shouldn’t be to such an extent.

There must be another reason.

Of course, there was another reason, but Fang Che couldn’t speak of it.

Thinking it over, he gritted his teeth and said, "That scoundrel, I just can’t stand him. Every time I think of his name, I feel uncomfortable. If I don’t beat him up once a day, I feel uneasy all over!"

...

The four instructors looked at each other, seeing rising anger in each other’s eyes. They had never expected such an absurd answer.

It seemed this kid was not planning to tell the truth.

"Bang bang bang... Let you feel uneasy!"

Thus, Fang Che was beaten again.

"If I don’t beat you up once a day, I feel uneasy all over too!"

Li Changkong said as much.

Fang Che, his face swollen and bruised, looked pitiful.

Mo Gan Yun watched on the side, reveling in the calamity, and nearly burst out in pig-like laughter.

Thus, Fang Che invited him to spar.

Mo Gan Yun happily accepted, but ended up getting beaten up even worse than Fang Che.

The night passed without incident.

So, the next day at noon, Fang Che went to look for Huo Churan again.

This guy could endure such humiliation without sending someone to kill me? It seems I need to push harder.

Knock knock knock.

When he entered the classroom with meticulous politeness, Huo Churan wasn’t there.

"Ran away?"

Fang Che wondered, but a quick glance around and damn it, Wei Zihao was in the classroom!

"Wei Zihao! What are you laughing at?"

Fang Che roared.

"Ah!"

Wei Zihao leaped up, trying to escape through the window.

But Fang Che had already rushed in and grabbed Wei Zihao directly: "You dare not wear a hat... Damn you, you actually robbed me that year!"

"Are you even human!"

Bang bang bang...

Fang Che was brutally heavy-handed.

Humiliated unprovokedly time and again, Wei Zihao had completely broken down.

Crying, begging for mercy, and vomiting blood on the side.

But the dark aura on his body seemed unable to restrain itself any longer, feeling the extreme shame, extreme shame!

To be bullied like this on one hand, and on the other hand, to actually be associated with such trash!

Suddenly, with a bang, wisps rose from the surface of his skin.

Vaguely, there seemed to be smoke swirling around.

Even a clay figurine retains a semblance of earth’s breath.

What more for such a spiritual entity?

Seeing the dark aura emitting, Fang Che immediately retreated and was back outside the classroom door in an instant.

The dark aura, barely having taken shape, couldn’t last outside and immediately retracted back into Wei Zihao’s body, leaving his face pitch-black as ever.

From outside the door, Fang Che stared intensely at Wei Zihao’s face, pointing at him and shouted fiercely, "Wei Zihao, you wait! I’ll come again next time!"

...

Walking out the door, Fang Che began to ponder.

What exactly is this dark aura? That evil feeling seems to get heavier and heavier?

Could it be Wei Zihao’s Family Inheritance Technique?

Or could the Wei Family be part of the Demon Sect?

It can’t be such a coincidence, can it? To encounter such a thing on the road, and it’s also from the Demon Sect? Is the Demon Sect so indiscriminate now?

This kid, whether it’s his disposition, fortitude, or talent, seems not up to par, right?

Then what’s the reason?

Thinking it through, he followed again.

Because Fang Che was extremely ruthless.

So, Wei Zihao ended up not getting treated lightly.

He entered the medical center.

Just as he had just gone in to have medicine applied alone, Fang Che arrived.

"Excuse me, instructor, is Huo Churan inside?" Fang Che asked with courteous and gentlemanly demeanor.

The medical center instructor didn’t recognize Fang Che: "Who are you?"

"I’m his classmate, heard he got injured, I’m really worried, so I came to see him."

"Go on in, he’s in room number three." The instructor thought nothing of it.

Completely focused on applying medicine to the unconscious Wei Zihao. Then he triggered his own life-preserving cultivation technique to help Wei Zihao recover. He kinda admired that this Huo Churan seemed to be well-liked to have classmates visit him, even though it was totally unnecessary.

We are at the Martial Arts Academy, isn’t getting injured very normal? Is that even worth visiting for?

But this also shows that the visiting kid is someone who values relationships heavily, yet thinking about it, it’s also understandable; after all, they are young, kids at this age are innocent, their feelings for each other still pure of any impurities...

As he was thinking... suddenly he heard a strange noise.

Bang bang bang bang...

The sound was very dense and heavy.

It seemed...

Like the sound of collisions or beating?

What’s going on?

Then came Huo Churan’s miserable howls.

And Fang Che’s loud cursing, "Always looking for the instructor! Finding the instructor! I damn well make you find, make you look! You think hiding here I can’t find you?"

"I tell you! The only place you can hide from me, is to join your ancestors buried in your family grave!"

"Even if you’re buried in the family grave, it still depends on whether my mood is beautiful or not, whether to dig you out or not!"

The instructor hurriedly finished applying the last patch of medicine to Wei Zihao, and rushed out the door.

Just to see the student who came to visit walking towards him.

"Thank you, instructor."

Fang Che met the medical center instructor in the corridor, nodded politely, completely clean as if untouched by dust.

The instructor was stunned: "Aren’t you?..."

"I’m done looking."

Fang Che smiled and nodded: "Thank you, instructor. I’m leaving now."

The instructor nodded: "Yes, go ahead."

He felt a bit emotional: What a polite kid, and so handsome too. It’s a pity such a kid would suffer if he entered Jianghu.

Musing, he walked to room number three and when he opened the door...

His eyes nearly popped out: "Ah?!"

Immediately, a surge of rage burst forth: "Who dares to come to the medical center and commit violence?!"

Fang Che had already gone far.

"Ooohh..."

Huo Churan cried for the first time, crying very heartbroken.

Tears streamed down his face!

Lying on the floor of the medical center, his body beaten to a pulp, tears incessantly pouring out.

"I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you! I must kill you! Oohh..."

He didn’t cry when he was beaten before.

Nor did he cry when he was humiliated and beaten several times.

But now, he just couldn’t help it.

Because he never expected, he was already lying in the medical room, yet Fang Che could still find and beat him up.

This is too much!

It’s really too much!

Crying and furiously exploding, I must kill him, I must absolutely kill him!

I can’t wait to send someone to quickly slaughter him!

How come there’s still no reply to the letter I sent out two days ago?

Hurry up, someone come, I must slaughter him!

At this moment, Huo Churan even began to hate his own family: Why are you so slow!

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