Chapter 577: Chapter 577: Junior Brother, Run!

It was originally a matter between the Qi Family and the Black Cavalry, how could they involve the innocent?

Qi Xian was just about to say that he would lead Shi Tou A Gu and others to rescue the teacher when he was suddenly interrupted by Gongliang Liao’s hearty laughter echoing in his ears.

He looked at the two disciples before him with satisfaction, his eyes crinkling in a genuine smile, making his usually stern face appear very kind.

The old man grasped one disciple in each hand, contentedly saying, "No need, there’s no need. And you, Third, must never have such thoughts in the future. If you drag Yao Niang into trouble, I, the old man, will beat you to death!"

Hearing this, the two disciples were shocked, "Teacher?!"

Gongliang Liao frowned at the two, "Shut your mouths, you’re annoying!"

He then specifically instructed Qi Xian, "Jing Xuan, have them withdraw."

Qi Xian’s brows furrowed deeply together, and after a moment’s pause, he ordered Shi Tou and the guards to withdraw.

As soon as the guards retreated, Bai He led four Black Cavaliers swiftly into the courtyard, driving the Qi Family guards inside all back into the courtyard.

Bai He approached the trio of teacher and disciples, first casting a glance up and down at Liu Ji, snorting coldly at his troublesome face, then turned to look at Qi Xian, whose fists were tightly clenched, half reminding, half warning:

"Young Master Qi, we have no intention of making enemies with Prime Minister Qi, so please leave on your own accord."

Qi Xian straightened his back, yet stepped forward, coldly glaring at the complacent Bai He, "You say you don’t want to make enemies, but your actions now have already forged one!"

"If you dare to disrespect my teacher, you’ll be making an enemy of the entire Qi Family, so please proceed with caution."

"Though I am just a martial artist who hasn’t read many books, I greatly admire the professor’s knowledge. Young Master Qi need not worry; rest assured, leave the professor in our care."

Bai He gave a mocking smile, maintained his courtesy, and clasped his fists as he saluted Gongliang Liao, "Professor, is there any luggage you need to pack? Bai He is willing to assist."

Gongliang Liao snorted from his nostrils, and if he could, he wouldn’t waste a word on these brutes.

But if he didn’t speak up, others would suffer.

However, being naturally unrestrained and loving freedom, although his body couldn’t move, his mouth was still quite sharp.

"Bai He, that’s a nice name," Gongliang Liao remarked with indiscernible meaning as he glanced at the black-clad person in front of him, "It’s a pity though, a crane symbolizes purity and elegance, and now it’s being used on a coarse martial artist like you; it makes me sick."

"Why not...change your name to Black Crow instead?" The old man mischievously glanced at Bai He.

The other person’s face visibly darkened, but he had excellent self-control, merely bowing his head, responding blandly:

"The name Bai He was granted by His Highness the Crown Prince. Without the Crown Prince’s permission, I dare not change it, and I hope the professor understands."

He was fine until he mentioned the Crown Prince, but as soon as he did, a surge of anger overwhelmed Gongliang Liao’s mind, and he waved his sleeve, sending a gust at Bai He who was trying to approach to push his wheelchair!

"Stay away from my stuff, you base warrior!" Gongliang Liao’s face turned red as he bellowed angrily.

Bai He evaded quickly and wasn’t hurt. However, Gongliang Liao’s outburst containment wore on his patience. With a gloomy face, he coldly reminded:

"Professor, it’s best to control your temper. His Highness is still waiting for you to return to the Capital to celebrate the New Year together!"

"If you were unwilling, why let us in?"

"If you’re willing, why throw a tantrum at us base warriors? The road to the Capital can be long or short, and if you want to have a better time and see the Crown Prince sooner, stop acting like a child."

With these words, though unspoken, the meaning was clear to the trio.

Gongliang Liao’s expression turned serious, he wanted to speak, but only managed a sigh that sounded both sorrowful and grief-stricken.

Liu Ji, who had only ever seen his teacher’s arrogant side, was suddenly astonished.

His teacher, admired by countless students, had been bullied by this unknown, coarse martial artist.

At that moment, Liu Ji keenly felt what royal authority meant.

The power over life and death, all decided in a single thought, granting life if desired, taking life if not, truly terrifying!

How could a student watch his teacher be humiliated like this?

To dishonor my teacher is to dishonor me; Liu Ji felt deeply insulted.

This man, well-protected by his wife, had never suffered such indignity.

The last person who caused him such grievance was long erased from Kaiyang County’s list of villains, having had his neck twisted by his wife and sent to hell!

As Bai He approached again to push the wheelchair, Liu Ji impulsively rushed out, standing in front of his teacher, furiously spurting with saliva:

"You brute, which ear did you hear my teacher say he wanted to go with you? Without the teacher’s nod, try and touch his wheelchair!"

Feeling saliva splash upon his face shocked Bai He. In disbelief, he squinted and lifted a hand to touch his face, feeling nothing but wetness—it was indeed saliva!

"Do you have a death wish?" Bai He squeezed through his teeth, sounding as deadly as a serpent, sending chills across Liu Ji’s skin.

Bai He could tolerate Gongliang Liao’s insolence, and overlook Young Master Qi, but he could not endure Liu Ji, a mere lowly villager, splattering saliva on his face.

As soon as the words "do you have a death wish?" left his lips, Bai He’s hand immediately grasped his sword hilt, drawing it to stab at Liu Ji obstructing his way!

With a sudden surge of killing intent, Liu Ji instinctively rolled aside, dodging out of the way.

His instincts were astonishingly swift, reaching speeds an ordinary person couldn’t achieve. Bai He, intending to kill, missed with his thrust.

Gongliang Liao’s lips immediately crooked up, while Qi Xian discreetly gave a thumbs-up to his junior brother.

The little brother finally managed to win back a round for the trio.

Although he looked a bit disheveled, seeing Bai He’s shock and rage made it worthwhile.

Liu Ji sprang back up, grabbed the handles of the wheelchair, and began to push it away.

Bai He roared, "Stop him!"

Qi Xian instantly dashed to Bai He’s side, abandoning his graceful persona as he bear-hugged Bai He’s waist, clinging onto him with his entire weight, pinning his legs, and shouted to Liu Ji:

"Brother, run!"

Liu Ji maneuvered the wheelchair carefully, dodging left and right and narrowly evading the Black Cavalry’s interception. Spotting the open gate, he grinned wildly, "Teacher, hold on tight! I’ll get you out!"

Cursing in his heart, "To hell with the Crown Prince!", he charged forward with all his might, propelling both himself and the wheelchair up the disability ramp.

With gravity and acceleration, the entire wheelchair took flight over the ramp.

Gongliang Liao erupted in laughter, and for a moment, as they took flight, he felt that the free and vast sky was beckoning him.