The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 560 - 557: The Sole Heir of Three Generations

After class, Xin Lin was the last to leave.

Just a few steps away, she saw Murong Ziyue approaching.

Xin Lin hadn’t come across Murong Ziyue or Little Xinzhuo since arriving at Qingtian Academy.

Due to being in different classes, the three of them had different schedules and progressed differently in their coursework, and Xin Lin also helped out at the School Clinic, which made meetings even scarcer.

Murong Ziyue appeared to be purposely waiting for Xin Lin.

"Xin Lin, did my third brother trouble you again?"

Murong Ziyue asked cautiously as she looked at Xin Lin.

She had only recently learned that her third brother had taken up the role of supervisor at the Spirit Institute, responsible for fundamental courses.

"Who’s troubling whom, I still don’t know. Speaking of which, Ziyue, have I ever wronged your third brother? Why is he always targeting me?"

Xin Lin thought to herself that she hadn’t offended Mu Chen at all.

Murong Ziyue hesitated, struggling to find the words.

She couldn’t possibly tell Xin Lin that Mu Chen suspected her.

Actually, not only Mu Chen, but even initially, Murong Ziyue herself had her doubts about Xin Lin, since there was an indistinct presence of Ghost Energy about her.

But recently, that Ghost Energy had almost entirely disappeared.

"My third brother is just like that. He was adored and idolized from childhood, always thinking very highly of himself. Your attitude towards him isn’t like that of most girls, which is probably why he’s unhappy. However, my third brother has a cold exterior but a warm heart, and he isn’t really a bad person."

Murong Ziyue sighed.

Upon hearing this, Xin Lin remained skeptical. She acknowledged that Mu Chen was indeed elegant and handsome, but compared to Gui Hu in Sealing Spirit Talisman No.1, he was still lacking by quite a bit.

Thinking of Gui Hu, Xin Lin remembered the words he had said last night.

It seemed that tonight, she needed to find time to inquire further about the "dirty" matter of the Turing Ring with Gui Hu.

"Right, I heard that you’ve gotten into some trouble."

Murong Ziyue and Lu Yuan were both in Tianshu Class, but Murong Ziyue was a new student while Lu Yuan was an old student. They had met once in a Cultivation Technique class.

This morning, she heard that Lu Yuan had been demoted.

And not just a simple demotion, he had been demoted three levels in one go, from Tianshu Class all the way down to Heavenly Power Class.

The affair shook the entire Martial Arts Academy.

Even someone like Murong Ziyue, who typically stayed out of worldly matters, had heard that Lu Yuan had lost his True Qi and become useless after taking a prescription dispensed by the new apprentice at the School Clinic.

Reportedly, the parent-teacher association had even raised a fuss, wanting to expel Xin Lin and the School Doctor, but it seemed to be General Zuo, the chairman of the association, who stepped in and saved Xin Lin.

"It’s already been resolved. Rumors stop with the wise, and this will all blow over soon. Let’s not talk about these unhappy things. Come on, let’s go to the School Clinic, I’ll treat you to some roasted sweet potatoes."

Xin Lin was nearly immune to these rumors and gossips.

Halfway there, the two of them ran into Little Xinzhuo, and the three of them chatted and laughed on their way to the School Clinic.

Xin Lin thought the matter with Lu Yuan had settled down, but little did she know that a bigger storm was still brewing behind her.

Inside Minister Manor.

"Kneel!"

A roar erupted, and a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance and tall stature commanded sternly.

Lu Yuan, also tall in stature, bowed his head and knelt down.

"You ingrate, have you grown so bold as to hide your demotion from me, falling from Tianshu Class down to Heavenly Power Class? You’ve completely tarnished my reputation!"

The middle-aged man’s face was filled with rage, and he was Longteng Minister of War, Lu Mingxuan.

The Lu Family had a single heir for three generations, he merely had this one son whom he had painstakingly reared for many years. Who would have thought, this son would carelessly consume some medicine and end up a cripple!

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