Chapter 90

After uttering that "dirty word," Chen Changsheng felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders, but he noticed that the atmosphere at the gate of the courtyard had become even heavier. This heaviness came from Tang Sanshiu and Xuanyuan Po—both had very strange expressions on their faces, especially Tang Sanshiu, whose eyes looked at him with shock, as if he really thought Chen Changsheng was an idiot.

The young nobleman was also extremely shocked, thinking that while there might be people in the capital who dared to curse him, who would dare to insult his aunt? The knights also never expected such a thing to happen, and they were so surprised that they forgot to be angry, and did not even shout. The gate of the National Academy fell into a strange silence.

"Do you know who he is?" Tang Sanshiu walked up to Chen Changsheng and asked in a low voice.

Chen Changsheng replied, "Who else could it be? He must be from the Tianhai family."

"You know he's from the Tianhai family, and you still dare to curse him?" Tang Sanshiu drew in a sharp breath.

Chen Changsheng said, "Aren't you afraid of the Tianhai family? And you also said that the Empress and the Tianhai family are not the same."

Tang Sanshiu stared at him for a long time, confirming that he really didn't know. Thinking about how coincidental or unfortunate his words were, he finally couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, his face turning red with the effort, looking extremely strained.

"What's going on?" Chen Changsheng asked, puzzled.

Tang Sanshiu patted his shoulder and said in a consoling tone, "The Tianhai family is indeed not the Empress, but this person's aunt... is the Empress."

Chen Changsheng was stunned, not knowing what to say. Of course, he knew the Empress was surnamed Tianhai, but he never expected that his random curse—accurately speaking, the first time he ever cursed someone, the first time he used the words 'aunt' in a curse—would end up cursing the Empress.

His expression was somewhat strange, as if he really wanted time to reverse, but that was impossible. Once words were spoken, they couldn't be taken back. So he could only look down at the rainwater blooming at the edge of his boots, pretending that nothing had happened.

The young nobleman finally came to his senses and looked at Chen Changsheng with an extremely strange gaze. It was unclear whether he was so shocked by anger that his lips even carried a hint of a smile, but his voice was colder than the autumn rain falling from the sky, praising, "What a remarkable young man."

Daring to insult the Empress in the streets of the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was indeed remarkable, and remarkable people naturally die easily.

This young nobleman was named Tianhai Shengxue. His grandfather was Tianhai Youguo, and his father was Tianhai Chengwu.

Tianhai Youguo was the Empress's elder brother.

The Empress was his aunt.

The third generation of the Tianhai family had over a dozen people, the most famous being the four brothers of the eldest house, known as the Tianhai Four Sons. Among the four, one was in the court, one in the military, one in business, and the last one... was playing. Tianhai Shengxue served in the military, and his cultivation realm was the strongest among the third generation of the Tianhai family. He once ranked twelfth on the Green Cloud List and now held a position on the Golden List, making him a strong candidate for the top spot in the Grand Examination next year.

He had just returned from the northern front with his personal guards the day before. Upon learning about the events in the capital, especially the news that his cousin Tianhai Ya'er had been crippled, he waited quietly for a night. After confirming that Princess Luoluo had left the National Academy and gone to the attached hospital of the Imperial College, the first thing he did after getting up was to come to the National Academy.

He broke into the National Academy, then made it close its gates. He came today to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, his repeated outbursts were interrupted by the young man from the National Academy, who completely disregarded the rules, didn't even wash his face, and charged forward with a sword and a door panel, severely injuring four of his personal guards. And the last young man... directly cursed his aunt in front of him.

Tianhai Shengxue had a handsome face and very fair skin, having charmed countless girls in the capital and the northern grasslands. Now, with the morning rain falling on his face, it looked even whiter, like jade. But only those who truly knew him well knew that this meant his anger had reached its peak.

Princess Luoluo had gone to the attached hospital of the Imperial College, which was the first step in the strategy of certain forces in the capital against the National Academy. Chen Changsheng and the others were very sure they would face significant trouble. Standing under the banyan tree the day before, looking at the stormy streets of the capital, they had already prepared themselves mentally, but they never expected the first storm to be so sudden and fierce.

In the stories of novels, things often don't develop this way. In those stories, the first to appear are always some unremarkable lackeys, who are driven away by the righteous protagonist, only then to bring in a more powerful master. But in their story, the enemy's general appeared from the start.

"The climax came a bit too early... but this is more exciting."

Tang Sanshiu, holding the Wen Shui Sword, stood on the rain-soaked stone steps and suddenly whispered a word to Chen Changsheng.

"Run."

The battle about to begin was a real one, completely different from the Green Vine Banquet in the palace the previous night. Chen Changsheng staying there had no meaning; could he guide them like he did the previous night? This battle would not only be life-threatening but would definitely result in severe injuries. Chen Changsheng's body couldn't withstand such a fight.

As for the possibility of victory... Tang Sanshiu was very calm and knew it was impossible. With Tianhai Shengxue's strength and cultivation, he could easily defeat three of them. Even if Chen Changsheng didn't leave, the three of them together couldn't defeat even one of his hands.

No footsteps were heard, no sound of boots stepping on the rainwater. He turned to look and saw Chen Changsheng still standing in place, frowning slightly and saying in a low voice, "At a time like this, why pretend? You staying here would only be a burden, and you wouldn't help us; you would only drag us down."

Xuanyuan Po nodded but said nothing.

"You don't have to worry about me... I know running is the best choice, but I just can't move my legs. And you can't run either, so there's no burden."

Tang Sanshiu thought for a moment, knowing he couldn't persuade this guy, so he didn't say more. He held the Wen Shui Sword and walked out of the National Academy gate, the rainwater on the stone steps making a pattering sound. He tapped the Wen Shui Sword against his leg several times, making a crisp sound.

As he tapped, the rainwater on the sword blade scattered like pearls.

The Wen Shui Sword, washed by the rain, shone brightly. The evening sky it would bring later would certainly be very beautiful.

He couldn't move his legs backward, but he could move forward, and his steps were very light.

Chen Changsheng followed Tang Sanshiu out of the National Academy gate.

Xuanyuan Po looked at the door panel in his arms, thought for a moment, and didn't let go, carrying it and following them.

Outside the National Academy, over a dozen cavalrymen from the north were ready to charge.

The three young men showed no fear.

"Charge through them."

Tianhai Shengxue said expressionlessly, lightly pulling the reins with his right hand.

To defeat these three students of the National Academy, he could do it alone.

But he knew that even though it was early morning, many people had already gathered in the streets outside the National Academy.

They all wanted to see how the Tianhai family would handle this matter.

He wanted to crush the National Academy and flatten it.

He wanted to prove to the entire continent that the dignity of the Tianhai family could not be challenged.

The morning rain suddenly intensified, the raindrops from the sky becoming much larger, splashing into countless water flowers on the blue stone slabs of Baihua Lane.

The rain curtain grew denser, blocking the view of many people.

Hoofbeats suddenly sounded, then thundered continuously. Over a dozen black shadows shot toward the National Academy gate like arrows.

These warhorses were clearly not ordinary, carrying the blood of demonic beasts, and in such a short distance, they accelerated to a terrifying speed.

Seeing this scene, Tang Sanshiu thought, "I clearly had time to drink a cup of hot tea when I went back to get my sword, why do I feel cold now?"

The rain fell on Xuanyuan Po's face, wetting the young man's beard and seeping into his lips. He thought, "Why am I still feeling cold?"

It was because of tension and fear. Even though they were proud geniuses on the Green Cloud List and brave young men of the demon race, they had never experienced true life and death.

Chen Changsheng's expression didn't change at all, perhaps because he had been through life and death so often?

Suddenly, a strong wind blew through Baihua Lane, the rain lines swaying wildly.

A figure appeared at an unimaginable speed, passing through Chen Changsheng and the others in an instant, heading toward Tianhai Shengxue and the dozen riders.

Several terrifying cracking sounds echoed as over a dozen long spears broke in half, and the dozen riders fell heavily into the rainwater.

No one could see what had happened.

Only after the sound of the broken spears faded did footprints appear in the rainwater on the blue stone slabs, and several blank spots appeared in the heavy rain curtain.

How fast was this person's movement?

So fast that it couldn't be seen with the naked eye, only leaving traces as it passed through the rain.

Tianhai Shengxue's pupils contracted, feeling a strong sense of danger.

He never expected that the National Academy would hide such a powerful person.

He didn't retreat because he knew that even if he was fast, he wasn't as fast as the other person.

He roared and thrust his iron spear forward into the rain.

The point where the iron spear thrust was the front of the blank spots in the rain curtain.

His true essence surged out, combining with the domineering spear technique, breaking through the rain in front of his horse.

The rain turned into fine threads, swirling around the spear tip.

Suddenly, a fist appeared in the air, right in front of the iron spear tip.

The moment the fist appeared, all the luster of the iron spear was taken away.

The fine rain threads swirling around the spear tip shattered and dissipated.

The fist broke through the rain and struck the tip of the iron spear.

Tianhai Shengxue's iron spear was no ordinary weapon, especially the spear tip, which was forged by a master craftsman of the court using meteoric iron, extremely tough. On the northern plains, it had pierced through countless iron-skinned demon warriors, but in front of this fist... the spear tip was flattened.

An unimaginable force traveled up the iron spear, shaking it back.

Blood flowed from Tianhai Shengxue's tiger's mouth, and he could no longer hold the spear. A buzzing sound echoed as the iron spear vibrated violently, retreating like an arrow.

If the iron spear hit his chest, he would be seriously injured, if not killed.

At that moment, a hand appeared in the air.

It was a very thin hand.

The hand landed on Tianhai Shengxue's shoulder.

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