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Chapter 596 Ancestor, are you referring to Lin Jiayou?



Chapter 596 Ancestor, are you referring to Lin Jiayou?

Lin Jiayou returned to the private school. As soon as he entered the school building, he saw Master Li standing there, seemingly waiting for him.

"Lin Jiayou," Master Li called out, his tone much gentler than usual.

Lin Jiayou stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Master."

Master Li looked him over and saw that he was in relatively good spirits, but the bandage on his arm was quite noticeable.

"How are your injuries?" Master Li asked.

"It's alright, thank you for your concern, Master," Lin Jiayou replied respectfully.

Master Li looked at him, feeling a mix of emotions.

Despite his difficult past, this child is much more mature than his peers.

"Study hard, and you will surely achieve great things in the future," Master Li said earnestly, patting him on the shoulder.

"I will keep in mind the Master's teachings," Lin Jiayou said earnestly.

Master Li inquired further about Gu Qingchen's situation and learned that she had been confined to her home for three months, copying "Women's Instructions" a hundred times a day. He couldn't help but shake his head.

“That girl deserves it,” Master Li said, but there was no hint of blame in his tone.

Lin Jiayou didn't speak, he just listened quietly.

"Alright, go back to your seat," Master Li said. "Take good care of your injury."

Lin Jiayou returned to his seat, took out his books, and began to review his lessons.

He knew that only by studying hard could he change his destiny.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the private school, several children who had been disciplined by Gu Qingchen were huddled together whispering.

"That Lin Jiayou actually received His Majesty's praise!" a child said jealously.

“Yes, I heard that the Duke of Zhenguo even spoke well of him to His Majesty,” another child chimed in.

"Hmph, he just got lucky and happened to run into His Highness the Crown Prince," the older boy said disdainfully. "If it weren't for that crazy girl Gu Qingchen, we would have beaten him to a pulp long ago!"

"Exactly, what kind of hero is he?"

"However, Gu Qingchen is in real trouble this time. He's been confined to his quarters for three months and has to copy books!"

"Serves her right! Who told her to be so arrogant!"

Several children were gossiping about it gleefully. Little did they know that the impact of this incident far exceeded their expectations.

In a secret room somewhere in the capital, a man dressed in black knelt on the ground, reporting to the figure sitting in the main seat.

"My lord, His Highness the Crown Prince has returned to the palace safely, and Gu Qingchen has been placed under house arrest. The kidnappers have been beheaded and their heads displayed to the public," the man in black said in a low voice.

The figure in the main seat spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Useless!"

The man in black trembled: "Master, please forgive me! I have done my best, but the Duke of Zhenguo, Gu Junze, suddenly appeared and disrupted our plans."

"Gu Junze?" The figure in the main seat sneered. "What a troublesome fellow! But it doesn't matter, if we fail this time, there will be another time!"

"Master, what should we do next?" the man in black asked.

"Keep an eye on His Highness the Crown Prince and Gu Qingchen." The figure in the main seat had a sinister glint in his eyes.

"Yes!" The man in black accepted the order and left.

The secret room fell silent again, with only a chilling atmosphere permeating the air.

Meanwhile, in another inconspicuous residence in the capital.

An elderly man with white hair was sitting in front of a chessboard, holding a black piece in his hand.

A young man sat opposite him, looking respectful.

"You did a good job this time," the old man said calmly as he placed a black piece.

The young man cupped his hands and said, "It's all thanks to the guidance of our ancestor."

"You deserve much credit for His Highness the Crown Prince's safety," the old man said. "As for Lin Jiayou, he was an unexpected surprise."

"Ancestor, are you referring to Lin Jiayou?" the young man asked, somewhat puzzled.

“This boy is resolute and has won the favor of the Duke of Zhenguo. He will surely be of great use in the future.” A glint of light flashed in the old man’s eyes. “Make arrangements so that he can have more contact with His Highness the Crown Prince and Gu Qingchen.”

"Yes!" the young man replied.

The old man looked at the chessboard, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

This game has only just begun.

When Lin Jiayou returned to the school dormitory, the wound on his arm was still throbbing.

He didn't care; he simply opened his books and studied alone.

Without Gu Qingchen chattering around, the entire private school was unusually quiet.

This quietness also made him a target that some people could manipulate at will.

The next day, while resting, Lin Jiayou took his books and prepared to go to the courtyard for some fresh air. Just as he reached the corner of the corridor, he was blocked by several figures.

The one leading them was Wang Hao, a distant nephew of the Vice Minister of War.

He had been thoroughly humiliated by Gu Qingchen last time and had held a grudge ever since.

"Oh, isn't this the great hero Lin who protected me?" Wang Hao said sarcastically, arms crossed.

His henchmen immediately burst into laughter.

"Without that crazy girl Gu Qingchen backing you up, why are you hiding here reading by yourself?"

Another tall, thin boy deliberately stepped forward and bumped hard into Lin Jiayou's shoulder.

The book in Lin Jiayou's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," getting covered in dust.

"I heard you received a reward from His Majesty? Show it to us brothers, don't be so stingy."

Lin Jiayou bent down, silently picked up the book from the ground, and carefully dusted it off with his sleeve.

Instead of remaining silent and tolerant as usual, he slowly raised his head, his eyes as cold as ice.

"My things are none of your business."

"Step aside."

Wang Hao was stunned. He never expected that this usually quiet and reserved person, who could be easily manipulated by others, would dare to talk back.

After a brief moment of surprise, she became furious and embarrassed.

"Hey, you're getting cocky now!"

He stepped forward, almost poking Lin Jiayou's nose.

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a dog of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The voice just fell.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed through the quiet corridor.

No one reacted.

Without warning, Lin Jiayou slapped Wang Hao across the face with surprising speed.

"You dare hit me?!" Wang Hao, covering his burning face, was completely enraged and roared as he threw a punch.

The henchmen behind him immediately swarmed forward.

Lin Jiayou was no longer the weak and frail person he used to be. He didn't have Gu Qingchen's skills, but he had a fierce determination and a calmness that far exceeded that of his peers.

He suddenly turned to the side, dodging Wang Hao's punch, and then used his shoulder to slam into the other man's chest.

Wang Hao felt a tightness in his chest from the impact and staggered back several steps.

Lin Jiayou didn't bother fighting with the others. He seized an opening in one of his henchmen and kicked him precisely in the knee.

The man screamed in pain and fell to the ground, instantly throwing the entire formation into chaos.

The fight was short, but Lin Jiayou was hit several times, and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But he was extremely accurate in his attacks, targeting vital points and using the pillars and walls of the corridor as cover and leverage. Every move he made was ruthless and desperate.

In the end, Wang Hao and the others lay sprawled on the ground groaning.

Although Lin Jiayou's clothes were disheveled and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, he stood straight and looked down at them coldly.

"Don't mess with me again."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but carrying a chilling aura.

Wang Hao struggled to get up from the ground, both shocked and furious, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Lin Jiayou, you just wait! I will never let you get away with this!"

Lin Jiayou ignored his shouting, picked up the book, and turned to leave.

At the other end of the corridor, Master Li took in all of this, his brows furrowed, but a complex and unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.


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