In the end, legends were still legends. When such a situation unfolded in front of someone, it was still hard to swallow the fact. Being more knowledgeable, Chor Shing Chit wasn’t that surprised as… he had seen similar examples before. “Chui Yim is in danger,” he said, standing up.
“Chan Ngou Tin is the future of the Chan Clan after all. He was doing great by reaching the one-chamber stage before twelve. The Chan Clan won’t let Chui Yim off the hook; the loss of Chan Ngou Tin’s arm is equivalent to destroying his future.”
“So, are they planning to break into my school?” Bak Wun sneered coldly after realising what was going on. “This is the Lam dynasty, not some barbaric place like the North! The Mayor will punish them severely if they dare do so.”
Bak Wun meant his words.
“Whatever happens in the institution stays in the institution.”
This was a famous saying and golden rule of the Lam dynasty as it was quoted from “that place”. The reason why the Lam dynasty became so powerful was due to its educational system. The authorities’ protection of institutions made many feel safe to establish their own institutes or become a teacher to cultivate new pillars of support for the dynasty.
The Chan Clan might be a powerful organisation within Southary. Still, if they really dared to break into the Riding Clouds Academy, the South Imperial City would definitely send gliphers and gliphist to wipe out their clan.
In the South, you had to play by the rules of the South!
“I know, but…” Chor Shing Chit frowned.
“You have too many groundless fears.” Bak Wun patted Chor Shing Chit’s shoulder. “As long as Chui Yim remains in the academy, we will be able to protect him. When he graduates, we’ll make his achievements known to all the higher institutions in South Imperial City. By then, all the organisations worldwide, be it North or South, will come for him. The Chan Clan won’t dare to do anything then.”
“I hope so,” Chor Shing Chit said nothing more despite still being worried.
Will things really be that smooth sailing?
Night fell.
It was drizzling. Raindrops fell silently, giving an illusion that the city was covered with fog.
Southary, Weapon Street, the Chan Mansion.
Many people crowded within a small room, looking at the teenager lying on the bed with an ugly expression. The elder sitting at the side of the bed had his fingertip lit up, doing something to the teenager. He only spoke slowly after some time. “His life isn’t at risk, but it’s impossible to reconnect his arm back.”
Despite receiving the medical diagnosis from the most famous doctor in Southary, the clan still wanted to hear from their Great Elder whom they trusted the most. This answer made all of their faces fall. Within the crowd was the Chan Clan’s housekeeper Chan Ching. “Clan Leader, is there anything you need me to do?”
“What else can we do?” Chan Tiet, who was silent the whole time, spoke. He waved his sleeves and sat on the wooden chair angrily. “That was a challenge within the school. It doesn’t matter if one dies or not. Are you not familiar with the rules? Since he did everything according to the rules of the institution, it means that we can’t step in!”
Chan Tiet huffed, staring at Chan Ngou Tin coldly as if he wasn’t his son. “This idiot. What made him, an ordinary one-chamber glipher think that he could beat a genius who produces gliphs even before reaching his first chamber?”
Not only Chan Ngou Tin, but even Chan Tiet was terrified by the news. He never stopped watching Chui Yim, but he only found out what a genius Chui Yim was now. If such a genius didn’t die, he'd definitely become powerful. This knowledge had him sigh in relief that he never offended Chui Yim anymore after the matter of the grade two gliph weapon.
Grade two gliph weapon? It isn’t surprising that he could take out any legendary thing, given how powerful he is.
Huff.
A tall figure stood up from the side of the bed where the unconscious Chan Ngou Tin lay. It was a slender and old figure that looked just like a withered tree. The person smelled like a withered tree too.
The Great Elder stood up and asked Chan Tiet the same question Chan Ching asked. “So what is the Clan Leader planning to do?”
Chan Tiet frowned at the question. It was the Great Elder who spoke, but he was the clan leader, and he was currently in a bad mood. “What can we do? Nothing! That’s an institution! If we try anything, we can all pack our bags and escape to the North tomorrow,” he answered rudely.
“I understand.” The Great Elder nodded slowly. He moved so slow that it was frustrating to even look at him. However, he acted decisively.
Plop!
He slapped Chan Tiet hard and sent him flying out of the window. Chan Tiet, Chan Ching and Chan Shue Gun were the only other ones present in the room.
Chan Ching watched with horror. Did the Great Elder just slap the Clan Leader flying? Has he lost his mind?
“From today onwards, I have nothing to do with the Chan Clan anymore.” The Great Elder walked out of the room. He did nothing, but he was covered with a dim light that blocked the rain. In this manner, he disappeared into the night.
“Clan Leader! Are you okay?” Finally getting back to senses, Chan Ching dashed to Chan Tiet.
Chan Tiet stood up with his swollen left cheek in a poor figure. “Tell Kot Chi Sing that I have kicked the Great Elder out of the clan and go after him right now!”
Chan Ching stood rooted to the ground, taken aback by Chan Tiet’s words. “Clan Leader… Are you really doing this to the Great Elder?”
“You idiot!” Chan Tiet jumped up angrily and kicked Chan Ching hard. “Don’t you understand? He has nothing to do with us from now on, thus it has nothing to do with us if he attacks Chui Yim! Do you get it!
“A gliphist has a weak body, and he needs the protection of a glipher. Stop staring into space and follow him!
“Hahaha, what a scene to watch! A two-chambered state glipher and single-gliphic gliphist as grave goods for a genius? How great is this? Hahaha!” Chan Tiet laughed like a mad man.
Understanding the situation, Chan Ching knew that he couldn’t wait anymore and hurried to contact the two-chambered glipher.
In the end, legends were still legends. When such a situation unfolded in front of someone, it was still hard to swallow the fact. Being more knowledgeable, Chor Shing Chit wasn’t that surprised as… he had seen similar examples before. “Chui Yim is in danger,” he said, standing up.
“Chan Ngou Tin is the future of the Chan Clan after all. He was doing great by reaching the one-chamber stage before twelve. The Chan Clan won’t let Chui Yim off the hook; the loss of Chan Ngou Tin’s arm is equivalent to destroying his future.”
“So, are they planning to break into my school?” Bak Wun sneered coldly after realising what was going on. “This is the Lam dynasty, not some barbaric place like the North! The Mayor will punish them severely if they dare do so.”
Bak Wun meant his words.
“Whatever happens in the institution stays in the institution.”
This was a famous saying and golden rule of the Lam dynasty as it was quoted from “that place”. The reason why the Lam dynasty became so powerful was due to its educational system. The authorities’ protection of institutions made many feel safe to establish their own institutes or become a teacher to cultivate new pillars of support for the dynasty.
The Chan Clan might be a powerful organisation within Southary. Still, if they really dared to break into the Riding Clouds Academy, the South Imperial City would definitely send gliphers and gliphist to wipe out their clan.
In the South, you had to play by the rules of the South!
“I know, but…” Chor Shing Chit frowned.
“You have too many groundless fears.” Bak Wun patted Chor Shing Chit’s shoulder. “As long as Chui Yim remains in the academy, we will be able to protect him. When he graduates, we’ll make his achievements known to all the higher institutions in South Imperial City. By then, all the organisations worldwide, be it North or South, will come for him. The Chan Clan won’t dare to do anything then.”
“I hope so,” Chor Shing Chit said nothing more despite still being worried.
Will things really be that smooth sailing?
Night fell.
It was drizzling. Raindrops fell silently, giving an illusion that the city was covered with fog.
Southary, Weapon Street, the Chan Mansion.
Many people crowded within a small room, looking at the teenager lying on the bed with an ugly expression. The elder sitting at the side of the bed had his fingertip lit up, doing something to the teenager. He only spoke slowly after some time. “His life isn’t at risk, but it’s impossible to reconnect his arm back.”
Despite receiving the medical diagnosis from the most famous doctor in Southary, the clan still wanted to hear from their Great Elder whom they trusted the most. This answer made all of their faces fall. Within the crowd was the Chan Clan’s housekeeper Chan Ching. “Clan Leader, is there anything you need me to do?”
“What else can we do?” Chan Tiet, who was silent the whole time, spoke. He waved his sleeves and sat on the wooden chair angrily. “That was a challenge within the school. It doesn’t matter if one dies or not. Are you not familiar with the rules? Since he did everything according to the rules of the institution, it means that we can’t step in!”
Chan Tiet huffed, staring at Chan Ngou Tin coldly as if he wasn’t his son. “This idiot. What made him, an ordinary one-chamber glipher think that he could beat a genius who produces gliphs even before reaching his first chamber?”
Not only Chan Ngou Tin, but even Chan Tiet was terrified by the news. He never stopped watching Chui Yim, but he only found out what a genius Chui Yim was now. If such a genius didn’t die, he'd definitely become powerful. This knowledge had him sigh in relief that he never offended Chui Yim anymore after the matter of the grade two gliph weapon.
Grade two gliph weapon? It isn’t surprising that he could take out any legendary thing, given how powerful he is.
Huff.
A tall figure stood up from the side of the bed where the unconscious Chan Ngou Tin lay. It was a slender and old figure that looked just like a withered tree. The person smelled like a withered tree too.
The Great Elder stood up and asked Chan Tiet the same question Chan Ching asked. “So what is the Clan Leader planning to do?”
Chan Tiet frowned at the question. It was the Great Elder who spoke, but he was the clan leader, and he was currently in a bad mood. “What can we do? Nothing! That’s an institution! If we try anything, we can all pack our bags and escape to the North tomorrow,” he answered rudely.
“I understand.” The Great Elder nodded slowly. He moved so slow that it was frustrating to even look at him. However, he acted decisively.
Plop!
He slapped Chan Tiet hard and sent him flying out of the window. Chan Tiet, Chan Ching and Chan Shue Gun were the only other ones present in the room.
Chan Ching watched with horror. Did the Great Elder just slap the Clan Leader flying? Has he lost his mind?
“From today onwards, I have nothing to do with the Chan Clan anymore.” The Great Elder walked out of the room. He did nothing, but he was covered with a dim light that blocked the rain. In this manner, he disappeared into the night.
“Clan Leader! Are you okay?” Finally getting back to senses, Chan Ching dashed to Chan Tiet.
Chan Tiet stood up with his swollen left cheek in a poor figure. “Tell Kot Chi Sing that I have kicked the Great Elder out of the clan and go after him right now!”
Chan Ching stood rooted to the ground, taken aback by Chan Tiet’s words. “Clan Leader… Are you really doing this to the Great Elder?”
“You idiot!” Chan Tiet jumped up angrily and kicked Chan Ching hard. “Don’t you understand? He has nothing to do with us from now on, thus it has nothing to do with us if he attacks Chui Yim! Do you get it!
“A gliphist has a weak body, and he needs the protection of a glipher. Stop staring into space and follow him!
“Hahaha, what a scene to watch! A two-chambered state glipher and single-gliphic gliphist as grave goods for a genius? How great is this? Hahaha!” Chan Tiet laughed like a mad man.
Understanding the situation, Chan Ching knew that he couldn’t wait anymore and hurried to contact the two-chambered glipher.
