Chapter 100 100 Yuan is coming

"What does Junior Sister Su Yue want to compete in?" Han Shangyan came back to his senses and smiled. Competing with such a beautiful woman was indeed delightful. If she were to be impressed by his skills, there might even be room for something more in the future.

"How about we compete in engraving? Modifying the rune plates of a motorcycle. What do you say?" Su Yue smiled, knowing that her chances of winning in other areas were slim. Han Shangyan was a well-known figure at Judgment, with solid fundamentals and exceptional quality, making him capable of excelling in combat professions as well.

"In terms of precision work, women can avoid their physical weaknesses and bring out their finesse."

Han Shangyan was slightly taken aback. This girl seemed to have a trick up her sleeve. "Alright!"

"Bring out the blueprints!"

"Senior Brother, let's make it interesting. Blind engraving, three minutes of memorization!" Su Yue continued to provoke.

The morale on the Rose side rose. Beauty is justice!

"Tsk tsk, now that's how a man should act! That's exactly how they should handle them!" Mo Tong shouted the loudest, clapping and cheering enthusiastically.

From start to finish, Zepplin paid no attention to this; instead, he looked around. Something wasn't right. Could this Su Yue be the strongest one here?

Zepplin had no reason to be afraid. Although this wasn't his strongest area, he was still far superior to most others, being the senior brother at Judgment.

Old Wang woke up a bit late today... or rather, he was usually late.

Yesterday, he didn't drink much with Clara, but he couldn't let the takeout barbecue go to waste, could he?

But how could he eat barbecue without drinking? So he called over Fantasia, and the two of them enjoyed the barbecue and drank until they were thoroughly satisfied.

Eating late, sleeping late, and waking up with a slight hangover, Old Wang found himself rising late in the morning.

He washed his face groggily, then held a can of elk milk to his lips. Nutrition was important, and Old Wang was particular about it.

After drinking most of the milk, he remembered what Li Sitan had repeatedly told him yesterday.

Damn! Wasn't there some open class today? Old Li said I must go to the Foundry to observe and learn. Though those scoundrels' techniques aren't worth learning, I did promise Old Li.

Old Li has been so good to me, treating me like a son—ah, no, like a brother. If I don't go, Old Li will be heartbroken.

Old Wang slapped his forehead. It was all that demon's fault!

But it was almost noon. Any open class would probably be over by now. This isn't my fault, Old Li. It's an honest mistake.

With that thought, Old Wang relaxed, slowly getting dressed and leisurely eating breakfast while reading today's Holy Sanctuary Morning News.

Damn, how can Eagle Eye sell so well without any discounts? Clara, that swindler!

Hmph!

After finishing his late breakfast, Old Wang decided to visit the Foundry anyway. Even if he missed the class, he needed to show some effort for when Old Li asked about it.

Wandering slowly to the Foundry workshop where the open class was held, he peeked inside.

Hmm, the class isn't over yet?

Inside the large workshop, twenty or thirty people had cleared a space and were gathered at the entrance, whispering among themselves. Instructor Luo Yan from the Foundry, whom he had met in Li Sitan's workshop before, was there, along with an unfamiliar greasy-looking man.

On the workbench, a young man and a young woman were intently carving something.

Old Wang focused his gaze. Wow, Su Yue looks so fiery. A focused woman is especially beautiful, especially with that straight, fair... Ah, where am I looking?

What's going on here? Everyone is familiar.

"Damn, Wang Feng, you finally showed up?"

The first person to notice Old Wang was Mo Tong. He couldn't help it; he smelled him.

Everyone else was engrossed in watching the competition, except for him. He couldn't stand it anymore.

What are they watching? I can't understand a thing!

I haven't even learned runes properly, and now they want me to learn casting. I don't know what Li Sitan is thinking.

I, Mahoraga, am a mighty berserker! Yet, they keep making me do these strange things. If it weren't for not wanting to expose Yin Fu completely to Wang Feng, I'd transfer to the Martial Dao Courtyard immediately.

Feeling bored, he glanced around and spotted Old Wang peeking through the door.

Seeing that sneaky crow, he felt annoyed. "What time is it, Wang Feng? You're always late for class. You don't act like a student at all."

Mo Tong's voice wasn't loud enough to disturb the focused people on the workbench. Luo Yan frowned and glanced over, then quickly returned his attention to the captivating scene on the workbench.

At his age and status, appearances mattered most.

Yin Fu turned around, her eyes lighting up with surprise. She hadn't seen Wang Feng in days and missed him dearly. She sweetly called out, "Senior Brother Wang Feng!"

"Little Yin Fu, good, good." Old Wang walked in, patting Mo Tong's shoulder affectionately. "A student should act like a student. That's a great saying. Junior Brother, you've really grown. I'm proud of you. Keep working hard and improving!"

Mo Tong was stunned. The words were right, but the tone was off. Why?

Wait! Did he just pat my shoulder!

Mo Tong reacted, brushing off the dust on his shoulder. He might catch idiocy from that!

"What's happening up there?" Old Wang ignored Mo Tong and turned to Yin Fu. "Is there a competition?"

Yin Fu nodded and explained in a low voice, "Originally, Teacher Anbolin from Judgment was supposed to give us a class, but he and Teacher Luo Yan had a disagreement about research. Then it turned into a competition between the two schools."

"How's it going?" Old Wang asked eagerly, remembering how wealthy Judgment seemed when he borrowed their workshop last time. Their students were likely to be better too.

"Senior Brothers Patu and Ding Hui have already lost," Yin Fu whispered. "Senior Brother Han Shangyan from Judgment is really skilled at casting."

Although Yin Fu spoke softly, many students from Judgment and Rose standing nearby heard her. The Judgment students burst into low laughter.

Patu's face had already turned grim, and now it darkened even further.

But Old Wang was amused. Strong? That guy who could be bought for just 100 lire? No way...

He couldn't help but give Patu and Ding Hui a half-smile, which Patu, being extremely sensitive, immediately noticed.

Patu's face fell completely.

Earlier, Yin Fu had humiliated him in front of everyone, and he had endured it. After all, she was Princess Yin Fu of the Eight Houses, someone he couldn't afford to offend.

But now, even this Wang fellow dared to provoke him? Seeing that mocking smile on his face, was he ridiculing him?

"What are you smiling at?" Patu asked coldly.

"I'm not smiling," Old Wang said with a serious expression.

Times had changed... After all, Old Wang had just become the head of the Autonomous Council, and he had just finalized a deal with Clara to sell medicine.

Old Wang needed to recruit people from the Autonomous Council! At this crucial moment, he didn't want to offend anyone over trivial matters, especially since Patu was the head of the Foundry Department within the council.

"You were clearly smiling just now," Patu said through gritted teeth, trying to keep his voice down. Honestly, he wasn't entirely sure if Wang Feng had actually smiled, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that he wanted to vent his anger: "You dare to laugh but can't admit it? Wang Feng, I've been tolerating you for too long. Today is an open lecture between the two major institutions, and you're three hours late. What do you think you're doing? Don't think that just because you can flatter people, you can do whatever you want!"

Patu went off like a machine gun, firing at Wang Feng.

Old Wang was bewildered. Who had he offended?

If this had happened yesterday, he would have exploded. But today was different!

These were talents, future laborers. He needed to treat them kindly.

Old Wang pursed his lips and, with a smile, pointed to the stage, leaning close and lowering his voice: "Brother Patu, it's just a little tardiness. Calm down. Our sister Su Yue is competing right now; don't disturb her."

Mentioning Su Yue only made Patu angrier.

Recently, rumors about Wang Feng had spread throughout the college, and the Foundry was filled with mockery. Yet, Su Yue had a different opinion. She said that although Wang Feng might be slick, it was impossible for him to deceive Karida and Li Sitan. So she didn't believe the rumors and advised Patu not to either.

Listen to that! He had liked Su Yue for three years, but she was always focused on industrial casting and indifferent to his feelings. She never praised him, yet she would speak up for Wang Feng, whom she had only met once!

What was going on? Was it really true that women loved bad men? Damn!

"Su Yue is also someone you can call by name? Are we that close?" Patu grew more agitated, his voice rising.

Was this guy on fire? Old Wang was speechless. They had no grudges or grievances.

"Brother, victory and defeat are common in battles. There's no need to take it out on me..." Old Wang said earnestly.

"You lost! Your whole family lost!" Patu's anger grew, and his voice became louder, almost ready to jump up.

The students from Judgment had already noticed the commotion. Judgment was currently riding high on confidence.

To be honest, Wang Feng's reputation wasn't limited to Rose Holy Sanctuary; it had spread to Judgment as well. After all, Karida was a prominent figure, not just in Rose and Aurora, but throughout the entire alliance.

"Is that the flatterer from Rose? Ha, they say he's the shame of Rose."

"I see Patu isn't much better. Shame meets shame, a perfect match."

Wang Feng's appearance successfully drew the attention of Judgment. They couldn't understand why someone as wise as Karida would be drawn to such a person.

But without a doubt, at this moment, everyone felt a surge of confidence and righteousness, as if berating Wang Feng would prove their own purity.