Monarch Night
Chapter 84 - 47 Supervisor

Chapter 84: Chapter 47 Supervisor

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The Baiyun Martial Academy was stirred by a huge commotion.

Fang Che had beaten Huo Churan for three days straight, rendering him disabled. On the fourth day, when Huo couldn’t even attend classes, Fang actually rushed to the treatment center to beat him again!

This was simply madness!

"What on earth could provoke such deep hatred and resentment!"

The head of the Academic Affairs roared, slamming the desk and showering Instructor Li Changkong and his three colleagues in a veritable cascade of scorn.

"Is this still a Martial Arts Academy?"

"Do you four eat shit!"

"Beating someone up for four consecutive days!"

"It’s utterly nonsensical!"

The four were scolded until their faces were gloomy, but they could have no retort.

After all, it was all true!

"This Fang Che must be punished!"

The director pounded the desk and cursed loudly.

Instructor Li Changkong’s face changed, "Director, we can’t just hand out punishments willy-nilly. It’s just a student fight, what’s the big deal? Hasn’t our academy had student fights every year? Haven’t there been lives lost each year? Huo Churan isn’t dead..."

"Instructor Li Changkong!"

The director’s face turned purple.

"Do you hear yourself? Is that something an instructor should say? What do you mean ’isn’t dead’?!"

Instructor Li Changkong was sprayed in the face with spittle and didn’t dare to move.

"Well, I think that this matter... indeed isn’t small, but to punish might be going too far."

With these words, Supervisor Meng Chizheng walked in, holding a case file, his face full of righteousness.

"The Supervisor has arrived!"

Everyone stood up.

"En."

Meng Chizheng, with his floating blue beard, said, "I have conducted a detailed investigation, and here are the reasons and consequences."

Investigation?

Everyone perked up.

Meng Chizheng unfolded a scroll and glanced at it, "During the competition, Fang Che did show goodwill; this is what he said... Look, this is what Huo Churan said at that time... The grudge stems from here. Of course, that’s just the beginning."

He flipped to another page, pointing and saying, "After the class divisions, Huo Churan had repeatedly claimed that Fang Che’s championship was undeserved. Qiu Yunshang had surrendered without a fight, clearly, there was some underhanded manipulation. Such comments even found a receptive audience."

"Such sentiments, Huo Churan spoke of them multiple times, and he even said more than once that he would make Fang Che regret it and pay the price..."

Meng Chizheng turned another page, "Look here, here, and here... It indicates that deep resentment had been accumulating in Huo Churan’s heart. And on Fang Che’s part, there had been no retaliation until they met in the dining hall, where the conflict fully erupted."

He closed the file with a slight sigh, "Long-held grudges..."

Instructor Li Changkong and others: ??? ...

"In conclusion..."

Meng Chizheng spoke with grave solemnity, "Personal grudges between students are indeed serious, and Fang Che’s actions were indeed excessive, but... there is no smoke without fire. If Huo Churan wasn’t so foul-mouthed, would Fang Che have hit him?"

"In other words, if the person targeted by Huo Churan were you or me, could you just sit back and take it? Wouldn’t you also want to fight back?"

"Fang Che simply hit too much, but if we were to punish only one of two wrongdoers, then how can our academy speak of fairness? If word of this were to get out, have you considered the impact on the thousand-year reputation of our Baiyun Martial Academy?"

"So, either we punish both or we punish neither!"

Meng Chizheng stated.

Well, each gets fifty board smacks.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially the four instructors of Class Eleven, who were somewhat dazed.

Was it possible that after being beaten so much, Huo Churan would still end up with a penalty?

At that moment,

Meng Chizheng asked, "Instructor Li, as a Gold Medal of the academy, what do you think should be done with this matter?"

He spoke earnestly, "One should be more forgiving. Personally, I think Huo Churan shouldn’t bear any more punishment."

Instructor Li, finding the hint, immediately spoke magnanimously, "I believe the Lord Supervisor is correct; I also think we should not punish Huo Churan."

The four instructors from Class Eleven felt their stomachs swell with indignation.

You’re really so merciful!

Speaking of the four instructors, their impression of Huo Churan was also average.

This student was indeed not very likable, unruly, and even somewhat violent in nature. He was aggressive in his words and deeds, beating and cursing fellow students ferociously, considering himself above everyone else.

How could anyone like him.

But after all, he was their student.

Pinching their noses, they said, "Then let’s not punish anyone."

Everyone was overjoyed!

Meng Chizheng turned to Instructor Li Changkong and the others and said, "You go back and pay attention too. For a student like Fang Che, you shouldn’t always use barbaric methods of education. Haven’t you, teaching for so many years, learned the principle of teaching according to the student’s abilities?"

Instructor Li Changkong agreed repeatedly.

"Fang Che hitting people, doing it so repeatedly, of course, is wrong. But on this point, you should also think of a solution."

Meng Chizheng spoke with gravity, "No matter what, he is just a student. If a student doesn’t understand, surely our instructors should understand, right?"

Instructors Li Changkong, Bao Feiyu, Duan Zhongliu, and Bing Shangxue, their faces full of shame, kept agreeing.

After giving everyone a talking to, Meng Chizheng finally left.

Carrying the file, he had not put it down.

No one knew whether the file he carried was really about the past grievances between Fang Che and Huo Churan...

...

Fang Che returned to the classroom and was welcomed like a hero by Mo Gan Yun.

"My brother!"

Mo Gan Yun looked at Fang Che with the eyes of someone admiring their idol, "You’re so badass! Charging into the treatment area to fight!"

Fang Che smiled and said, "Just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

"My idol!"

Mo Gan Yun’s face was full of admiration, "Let me do it next time! It’s so satisfying, extremely satisfying... I, a proud member of a great family, actually can’t bully people as well as you. It’s embarrassing to think about."

Fang Che looked at Mo Gan Yun, who didn’t make a sound behind him.

With a crisp smack,

Mo Gan Yun was slapped to the ground by Li Changkong and even got kicked twice, "You really think you could handle such a big deal for me?! Mo Gan Yun, let’s see how much your bones weigh!"

Mo Gan Yun pleaded repeatedly, "Instructor, I dare not! I really dare not."

But the four instructors still didn’t stop.

We can’t subdue Fang Che, so you think we can’t subdue you, Mo Gan Yun?

A moment later.

Mo Gan Yun lay on the ground spread-eagled, covering nearly three square meters.

More breaths going out than coming in, a face full of despair.

It must be said that the Martial Arts Academy instructors are very experienced in hitting people.

Not a single injury.

But... definitely made one wish for death for quite a while.

"Fang Che! You, come here!"

Fang Che was called over for a critique and education once again.

But this time, surprisingly, he wasn’t beaten.

Instead, he received all kinds of heartfelt advice.

Especially Bing Shangxue, whose eyes were even red.

Fang Che could only repeatedly agree, promising not to be so impulsive in the future.

After all the commotion until now, it was probably enough.

As the saying goes: put oneself in another’s shoes, have empathy.

Fang Che thought for a moment, if he were bullied like this, he felt it would be generous of him not to desecrate the bully’s ancestors’ graves.

If the Huo Family could tolerate even this, Fang Che was willing to refer to them as ’Enduring Ancestors’ from then on.

"I thought I couldn’t restrain my temper this time and was going to be punished."

Fang Che sheepishly brought up this sentence, "It’s still thanks to the power of the four instructors, I’m endlessly grateful."

According to Fang Che’s experience in the Jianghu, for such a serious matter, Li Changkong and the others shouldn’t have been able to protect him, and even if they could, it would have been a drawn-out dispute.

But for it to be resolved so swiftly wasn’t the power of the four instructors.

So, Fang Che needed to know who this person was.

Because he knew very well that among the high echelons of the Baiyun Martial Academy, there was an undercover from the Yixin Sect.

And that person knew of his existence.

Fully aware of his true identity.

So...

Fang Che’s commotion wasn’t aimed only at Huo Churan and Wei Zihao.

There were other reasons, too.

He wanted to see who in the Academy was protecting him.

Now, the high-ranking officials of the Martial Arts Academy who were qualified and had high positions should all know that he was from the Yixin Sect, especially with Ye Meng by his side.

He had to quickly lock down several targets.

And the person who suppressed this matter might not necessarily be the undercover agent, but there was at least a thirty percent suspicion.

Of course, Fang Che couldn’t have known that due to some high-level maneuvering, not many people at the top of the Martial Arts Academy were aware that he was from the Yixin Sect.

"It wasn’t our doing, we don’t have that much influence!"

Bing Shangxue rolled her eyes, saying, "This time it was the Lord Supervisor who stepped in that the matter was settled. Moreover, most of the upper echelons of the Academy didn’t speak up, obviously not wanting to punish you, so it was easily resolved."

Fang Che nodded repeatedly, "I want to go and express my gratitude to the Lord Supervisor."

"Hehe..."

Duan Zhongliu looked at him, "Go back and practice your martial arts. A shrimp who hasn’t even reached Grandmaster level also has the face to meet the Lord Supervisor?"

"..."

Fang Che’s face turned pale.

But in his heart, he firmly remembered two words: Supervisor!

That afternoon.

Fang Che returned to his residence, where Ye Meng was practicing her swordsmanship.

"Young Master, I think I’ve broken through to Samurai Ninth Grade."

Fang Che didn’t even lift an eyelid, "Only Ninth Grade, why the pride? Get back to cultivation! Day in, day out, nothing is ever sufficient, neither food nor training, always growing flesh and not brains, you’re going to turn into a pig at this rate!"

Ye Meng’s face fell.

Since arriving at the Fang Family, she had never seen a single kind face from Fang Che!

Such an experience was indeed frustrating.

And where have I grown fatter?

I haven’t gained any weight at all.

It’s just that some parts are a little higher and some parts a bit more lifted, has that been noticed too?

She couldn’t help but blush.

With a snort, she rolled her eyes and continued her sword training.

Unconsciously, although Fang Che still didn’t show a pleasant face, Ye Meng had relaxed a lot in her interactions with him.

"Hey!"

Fang Che called out, "Don’t sleep like a dead pig at night, there should be something happening in the next few nights, assassinations and such are most likely coming."

Ye Meng jumped in fright and quickly sheathed her sword and came back.

"What’s wrong? Why would there be assassinations?"

Ye Meng frowned.

It couldn’t be an assassination from the Guardian, right? It seemed unlikely. If the Guardian Hall wanted to kill Fang Che, they would just send her a message and it’d be over.

Then it must be an assassination from the Demon Sect? But Fang Che was already with the Demon Sect.

Why would the Demon Sect want to kill him?