Urban Wolf King
Chapter 53 - 53 53 s of the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family

53: 53 Chapters of the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family 53: 53 Chapters of the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family In the classroom, everyone was staring at the clock on the wall.

The time set by Xie Xiaoxian was noon, so if Wang Yan couldn’t make it back before noon, Xie Xiaoxian would definitely expel him.

Once Wang Yan was expelled, based on what Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting had said earlier, the two of them definitely wouldn’t stay at this school either.

At this moment, the mood of all the classmates was conflicted.

For the female classmates, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, the two goddesses, transferring was definitely great news.

This way, they wouldn’t be overshadowed by the two goddesses.

But with Wang Yan leaving, the class would lose a handsome boy, which was a bit regrettable.

For the male classmates, Wang Yan leaving meant they wouldn’t have to live under his aura anymore, but the leaving of the two goddesses, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, was something they just couldn’t bear.

Thus, caught in this conflicting mindset, everyone stared at the clock on the wall, watching the second hand move bit by bit, hoping Wang Yan would come back but also hoping he wouldn’t.

Only Ma Jun kept praying inside, hoping Wang Yan would make it back.

As the minute hand passed eleven, the hour hand was getting closer to 12.

Everyone’s heart was in their throat, and it seemed the moment of deciding Wang Yan’s departure was almost upon them.

“Five minutes…”

“Four minutes…”

“Three minutes…”

“Two minutes…”

With only one minute left, Xie Xiaoxian laughed and said, “He can’t come back at all, looking for a book was just an excuse.

He’s probably gone to process his withdrawal by now.

From today on, there’s no such person in this class.”

At this moment, they heard someone outside say, “As the ancients say, ‘A true gentleman’s word is like a fast horse with a whip’.

If I say I’ll come back, I certainly will.”

Hearing such familiar words, Ma Jun couldn’t help but clap his hands, “Boss is back.”

Xie Xiaoxian’s eyes turned cold, gazing toward the classroom door.

They saw Wang Yan and the two others walk in.

Although Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting looked travel-worn, their faces were filled with joy.

It turned out that in the mountains, ever since Wang Yan appeared, the dozens of fierce wolves immediately turned gentle.

Initially, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were a bit scared, but seeing those Gray Wolves playing happily with Wang Yan, they couldn’t resist stepping forward to pet the wolves’ fur.

The wolves, when petted, actually lay down at the two’s feet, exposing their bellies, as if acting coquettishly.

Ouyang Feiting and Beiming Xue immediately became playful and started playing with the wolves.

As they played, more and more wolves came, and soon there were thousands of Gray Wolves surrounding the three of them.

And Ouyang Feiting and Beiming Xue did not feel afraid, instead, they played more and more happily with the wolves.

If not for the time running out, the two of them could have continued playing.

This was also the reason why the three almost didn’t make it back by noon.

Xie Xiaoxian had no idea about any of this, but upon seeing Wang Yan return, she immediately showed a look of disdain.

Wang Yan said he could bring back the authentic “Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family” which was something Xie Xiaoxian absolutely couldn’t believe.

Xie Xiaoxian, with a mocking tone, said, “Wang Yan, where’s your authentic piece?”

Wang Yan raised his hand, reached into his chest, took out a roll of bamboo slips, handed it to Xie Xiaoxian, and said, “Please take a look, teacher.”

Xie Xiaoxian received the bamboo slips and said disdainfully, “Hmph, do you think a few bamboo pieces are the real deal?

Ridiculous.

Let me tell you, during Qin times, there were no pens and ink, all the characters were carved with knives, and the longer the carving existed, the edges would have yellow and white marks.

Trying to forge it in one morning, the time is still a bit short.”

As she spoke, Xie Xiaoxian confidently shook the bamboo slip in her hand and glanced at it.

However, as soon as she glanced at it, Xie Xiaoxian’s eyes widened, fixing on the bamboo slip.

Just as expected, the bamboo slip had line after line of characters carved with a knife, with the edges showing yellow and white marks.

“How…

how is this possible?” Inside, Xie Xiaoxian was in an uproar.

She quickly cradled the bamboo slip in both hands, bringing it closer for a detailed look.

Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were a bit apprehensive initially as well, since these Pre-Qin ancient texts shouldn’t possibly still exist in this world.

But having blind faith in Wang Yan, although they always thought the bamboo slip was real, they couldn’t shake a slight fear inside.

Seeing Xie Xiaoxian’s changing expression, both Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were delighted; they didn’t understand antiques but could read people’s expressions.

Xie Xiaoxian’s expression clearly indicated to them that this bamboo slip could very well be real.

Then they saw Xie Xiaoxian examining the bamboo slip thoroughly, almost immersing herself in it.

The more she looked, the more serious her expression became; the more she looked, the more astonished her eyes grew.

Suddenly, as if recalling something, Xie Xiaoxian quickly grabbed the “Ancient Prose Collection” beside her, flipping directly to the page with photographs.

This photograph was that of an ancient stone stele identical to the original artifact.

Xie Xiaoxian compared the bamboo slip to the photograph; with just one glance, she felt her brain buzz.

Because the two were simply too similar.

Even if this was a forgery by Wang Yan, it couldn’t possibly be this alike.

Retaining a last shred of clarity, she looked back at the bamboo slip Wang Yan brought and saw it engraved with: “Like the son of a neighbor.

Observing his gait, he stole an axe; observing his complexion, he stole an axe…”

It was indeed “observing his complexion” and not “observing his face”.

“Impossible…

Absolutely impossible…”

“It couldn’t have been wrong, and ancient books couldn’t have been wrong either…”

Xie Xiaoxian’s head buzzed, feeling as if the whole world was spinning.

“What’s this Wang Yan?

Not only can he recite the whole book, but he can also produce realistic bamboo slips.”

“Even if this entire textbook can’t be recited by me, what kind of student is he to remember even a word without error?”

The more she thought, the more chaotic her mind became.

She started to feel she’d lost her sanity as she slowly stood up, holding the bamboo slip, trembling as she asked, “Where…

did this come from?”

Wang Yan shrugged and said, “My master gave it to me.

I’ve been reading this bamboo slip since childhood.”

“Reading bamboo slips from childhood, what kind of family would have Pre-Qin antiques for a child to read?”

After hearing this, the last nerve in Xie Xiaoxian’s mind snapped completely.

Watching her sway a few times, her eyes showing bewilderment, and falling back off the podium.

All the classmates understood by now, of course, it was Wang Yan who won this battle.

But everyone was as stunned as Xie Xiaoxian by what Wang Yan had just said.

At this moment, with Xie Xiaoxian already fallen, everyone screamed out.

Just as Xie Xiaoxian was about to hit the floor, Wang Yan lunged forward, instantly arriving in front of her, reaching out his arm to catch Xie Xiaoxian’s waist, holding her up.

Originally ready to fall, Xie Xiaoxian suddenly felt herself being embraced by someone.

In a haze, she opened her eyes and saw Wang Yan in front of her.

But her eyes were already blurry, her mind in chaos.

In her daze, she saw Wang Yan holding her, and a long-forgotten scent of a man hit her nose.

Xie Xiaoxian suddenly felt her eyes well up, and Wang Yan’s image gradually morphed into someone she longed for yet hated deeply.

She couldn’t help but murmur, “Lang, is that you?

Is it really you!

I’ve finally come back, please don’t leave anymore.”

Finishing her words, Xie Xiaoxian straightened her waist, lifted her arms, hugged Wang Yan’s head, and moved her mouth towards his lips.