School Bully Long Ao

[Holy crap, there's actually a scene with Xiao An.]

[He's really protective of his wife.]

[Brother Long has the potential to be a school bully, carrying them like little chicks.]

[Upstairs, what school bully? Our Brother Long is going to be a big BOSS in the future. The status of a school bully is too low.]

"A... An, Long, this... this is just a... minor sparring session between classmates..." Liu Feiyu squeezed out a smile uglier than a crying face, trying to argue his way out.

An Changqing was fine; at least he was a civilized person who listened to reason. But Long Ao, who came from a military family, was not. With this Master Long's explosive temper, he could literally tear him apart with his bare hands.

Long Ao and he had been in the same school since childhood, and he had witnessed firsthand how Long Ao treated those who defied him.

This master always had a heavy aura of hostility, and only An Changqing, whose strength suppressed him by a notch, could make him restrain himself a bit.

"Sparring?" An Changqing's tone remained steady. "Three people besieging one, aiming to cripple limbs and snatch personal belongings right off the bat—you call this sparring?"

His gaze swept over the residual bloodstains on the ground and the two lackeys who were pale from pain and shivering in Long Ao's hands, then looked back at Liu Feiyu. "School Rule Number Seven: Private brawls are prohibited, and bullying the weak is prohibited. Liu Feiyu, didn't you memorize the school rules when you enrolled?"

Liu Feiyu was dripping with cold sweat, his lips trembling, unable to form a complete sentence.

Of course he knew the school rules. He just relied on his family background, thinking that as long as he didn't cause any deaths or serious injuries, the academy would mostly turn a blind eye to him bullying a few people without backgrounds.

He just didn't expect An Changqing and Long Ao to suddenly appear, and with such a tough attitude.

"I... I..." Liu Feiyu's eyes darted around, trying to find an excuse.

Long Ao snorted impatiently and let go of his hands. The two lackeys collapsed to the ground like mud, letting out another round of suppressed groans of pain.

"Trash." Long Ao glanced at Liu Feiyu, spitting out the word with a look of disdain. Then he looked at An Changqing. "You deal with it."

After saying that, he actually ignored this side, turned around, and unhurriedly followed the direction Chen Guan had left in. He had absolutely no interest in dealing with garbage like Liu Feiyu; instead, he was much more interested in Chen Guan, who had just decisively ended the battle.

His strength was average; to him, it was unrated.

However, he liked that ruthlessness.

An Changqing was not surprised by Long Ao's actions. He looked at Liu Feiyu again, his voice still gentle but carrying an unquestionable decisiveness. "I will report today's matter truthfully to Dean Situ and the Disciplinary Committee. Considering it is your first offense and it hasn't caused irreversible consequences, I will recommend a lenient punishment. But if there is a next time..."

He paused, his gaze like lightning. "I will not sit idly by."

The short words struck Liu Feiyu's heart like a heavy hammer. He knew An Changqing wasn't just talking. This son of the chairman, a future candidate for the leader of the supernatural world, not only had outstanding talent and formidable strength, but the power behind him was also not something a Liu family playboy like him could contend with.

If An Changqing really wanted to touch him, the Liu family probably wouldn't be able to protect him. The other party was an only child, while his father didn't just have him as a son, and might even proactively abandon him to clear their relationship.

"I... I wouldn't dare! Classmate An, I know I was wrong! I'll never dare to do it again!" Liu Feiyu completely chickened out, promising repeatedly with a miserable face. "I'll go back and write a self-criticism, reflect on my mistakes behind closed doors, and apologize. I will definitely get Classmate Chen Guan's forgiveness."

"Go on, take your people to the medical room. Before the punishment comes down, don't let me see you causing trouble again." An Changqing waved his hand. It would be best if Liu Feiyu could behave. He couldn't really shout about beating and killing, throwing his weight around; otherwise, what would be the difference between him and Liu Feiyu?

As if granted a grand pardon, Liu Feiyu scrambled up, no longer caring about his pride. He urged the two lackeys who could barely stand, and the three of them supported each other, fleeing the scene dejectedly, looking ten times more pathetic than Chen Guan had just been.

An Changqing stood in place, watching them disappear at the end of the tree-lined path, his brows slightly furrowed.

Liu Feiyu was just a small trouble, but he had the Liu family behind him, which had some influence in the academy and even the supernatural world. Losing so much face today, even if he didn't do anything, some people behind him would probably not let it go.

He turned around and looked in the direction Chen Guan and Long Ao had left. Chen Guan's performance today exceeded his expectations. He had originally prepared to intervene, only to find that Chen Guan could solve the problem himself.

The extraordinary defensive power of that coffin, coupled with Chen Guan's own close-combat skills and combat awareness, far exceeded that of ordinary freshmen.

More importantly, the decisiveness he showed in battle, even carrying a bit of ruthlessness, was completely different from his usual silent and low-profile image.

An Changqing shook his head, no longer overthinking it. Everyone had secrets. As long as they didn't violate principles or endanger others, he was willing to give them respect.

Moreover, Chen Guan's performance today undoubtedly proved that he was qualified to stay in the Tianshu Class, and even qualified to... become a companion who could fight side by side.

He took a step, also walking towards the library. The afternoon conflict needed to be compiled into a report. In addition, he also wanted to see what information Chen Guan was looking up in the library.

...

Chen Guan didn't know about the interlude that had happened behind him. Carrying the coffin on his back, he went straight to the academy's library.

This was a towering building like a mountain, with a vast interior space and a sea of books, neatly divided according to different disciplines, supernatural ability types, and chronological regions.

He first went to the basic supernatural theory area and borrowed a few advanced books on spiritual energy. Then, he hesitated for a moment and walked towards the ancient artifacts and special materials section.

This section was relatively deserted. The books on the shelves were brand new, with no traces of being flipped through.

Chen Guan searched carefully and finally found a few thick books with relevant titles on a corner shelf: Record of Strange Metals, Examination of Ancient Relics, and Preliminary Exploration of Non-Spiritual Energy Carriers.

He took down these books, found a quiet corner to sit down, and began to read.

There was indeed a record of Black Iron in the Record of Strange Metals, describing it as extremely hard and heavy, difficult for spiritual energy to invade, often used to forge top-tier defensive magical artifacts or sealing containers.

It mentioned that Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron was the most precious kind of Black Iron, and the description of its characteristics basically matched his coffin.

However, the book also clearly stated that such a large piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron was extremely difficult to forge. Because of its natural repulsion of spiritual energy, it was usually not used as a primary weapon or common magical artifact, but more often as an array base, a coffin, or part of a special seal.

Touching the coffin on his back, well, it was indeed made into a coffin.

It seemed that this point in the description was not wrong. His coffin was indeed a Black Iron coffin, the material was correct.