Su Qi, I Really Dislike You...

After venting his emotions, Old Li finally bowed to Su Qi: "Thank you so much for your righteous assistance!"

Old Li noticed the man's neat attire and the fact that he was even casually munching on a watermelon. Clearly, he had stepped in early to control the situation and prevent immeasurable losses.

Su Qi found it amusing again.

This teacher was really going all out with his act.

He knew exactly what this scene was about—making an example of someone.

The guy on the ground was the troublemaker who'd been singled out.

And the gratitude? Just a way to make the students think they'd narrowly escaped disaster, ensuring they’d remember this lesson.

Truly a masterful move.

Still, Su Qi shook his head and refused to take credit. "I didn’t do anything."

"It was Liu Yuan who beheaded the leader of the undead squad. The rest were just third-tier skeleton soldiers—hardly a threat."

He wasn’t lying, but he wasn’t telling the whole truth either.

Old Li’s eyes flickered with surprise at this. He turned to look at Liu Yuan, who was still in a daze, his gaze now thoughtful.

Several students chimed in: "Teacher, it was Liu Yuan who killed that huge guy!"

"Xu Kun got skewered like a kebab in seconds by that giant. I thought it was a fifth-tier creature… I was sure we were all gonna die…"

A male student’s face still bore traces of terror. "Otherwise, I don’t think I’d have had the courage to fight back…"

Old Li finally finished bandaging Xu Kun’s wounds. "I’m Li Hu from the Ministry of Education. These kids are students from Jiangxia Sixth Academy…"

He glanced at Xu Kun, then at the other students, hesitating. "Could I trouble you to take this kid out for treatment?"

"There’ll be compensation."

"Too stinky. Not doing it."

Luckily, Xu Kun had passed out from the pain—otherwise, he’d have definitely lost it.

When had he ever been so despised?

Old Li was at a loss for words. Handing the kids over to a stranger didn’t sit right with him, especially after what had just happened. Even he, a professional teacher, had struggled to keep them in line…

"Fine. I’ll call for someone to pick him up. He should hold on for a bit longer."

Then he turned to the students. "Let’s head back to the campsite and regroup. A medical team will arrive soon. Those of you with fractures should get treated—otherwise, there might be complications. If money’s an issue… well, forget it."

"Hey, buddy, don’t touch Liu Yuan. She’s not in a good state—seems like some kind of stress disorder. Best not to disturb her right now."

Even without Old Li’s warning, Su Qi could tell something was off with Liu Yuan.

Normally, venting emotions would involve crying, not zoning out for this long.

"Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing."

"This isn’t about whether you know what you’re doing. I’ll call a professional team for psychological counseling. Step away now, or I’ll consider this provocation and act accordingly."

"I’m Liu Yuan’s guardian."

Old Li’s stern tone faltered. "Su Qi?"

"That’s me."

Even so, Old Li remained uneasy. After all, Su Qi had a reputation for being "arrogant." "If you’re not confident… please leave it to the professionals. Don’t harm your sister."

"As the main force in this fight, I’ll cover her treatment costs. No need to worry about money."

"It’s fine. You all go rest. I’ll bring Liu Yuan over soon."

Faced with Su Qi’s resolve, Old Li couldn’t argue. In major decisions, a guardian’s authority outweighed a teacher’s.

Reluctantly, Old Li led the students away.

He couldn’t claim to be perfectly fair—favoritism was inevitable—but he also couldn’t abandon the others.

The group really needed to recover.

Soon, Old Li carried Xu Kun on his back as they returned to their campsite—which, ironically, had no tents.

A few uniformed personnel arrived shortly after. Seeing Xu Kun’s severe injuries, they quickly lifted him away with Old Li’s assistance.

Then, they watched as Liu Yuan and Su Qi approached, one after the other.

Liu Yuan’s face was flushed with an unnatural redness. "Su Qi, for the first time, I realize how utterly annoying you are!!!"

What was going on?

A miraculous recovery?

…

As for what really happened?

Let’s rewind half an hour.

Old Li had left with the group.

Su Qi walked up to Liu Yuan and waved a hand in front of her face.

No reaction.

He tried calling out: "Liu Yuan, dinner’s ready!"

Nothing.

"Liu Yuan, I stole your snacks!"

Still nothing.

"The undead army’s back!"

No response.

Su Qi nodded thoughtfully.

He pulled out his phone.

Click, click.

A rapid series of photos.

Su Qi grinned. "Rare to see you so disheveled. Still wetting yourself as an adult? Gotta document this."

Liu Yuan suddenly snapped back to reality. "I did not!"

Su Qi feigned confusion. "Then what’s that stain on your pants?"

Liu Yuan’s face turned crimson. "Sweat! Is that so weird?!"

Su Qi teased her. "Really?"

"Yes!"

"Let me check?"

"Pervert!"

"Lewd!"

"Creep!"

Liu Yuan kicked at him in frustration.

But her foot might as well have hit steel. She clutched her toes, tears welling up.

"Su Qi, you’re the worst…"