"Don't be fooled by how these students are acting; they might just be pretending. Who knows what they're up to!"
"And if you look closely, the four students carrying the sedan chair are all prodigies from this year's batch, possessing monstrous talent."
"How could such arrogant individuals willingly carry a sedan chair for someone else?!"
"It would be a miracle if there wasn't something fishy going on here!"
Hong Lian said, crossing her arms and analyzing coldly.
"Now that you mention it... it does seem that way!"
"Didn't these four claim they would dominate the Bureau of Psionic Fluctuations? Judging by their usual proud demeanor and grand pronouncements, they really don't seem like the type to subserviently carry a sedan chair for others!"
Qing Feng nodded in agreement.
"So... no matter what tricks they're playing, the priority is to rescue Zhang Chen as quickly as possible!"
"With the two of us, formidable experts, here, perhaps these guys will have some reservations!"
Hong Lian stated.
"Understood, I'm here to back you up!"
Qing Feng smiled, then said to Qin Yan and the others carrying the sedan chair:
"Alright, whatever you're doing, the game is over!"
"Teacher Zhang, you can come out now. I and Director Hong Lian are here!"
Qing Feng deliberately announced their names, fearing that Zhang Chen might be coerced by these students and hesitant to come down.
Now that Zhang Chen knew two formidable experts were present, he would surely dare to step out!
Qing Feng finished speaking loudly, then looked at the sedan chair with a smug expression.
He waited for Zhang Chen to gratefully rush out.
He had seen such situations countless times and was accustomed to it.
For a powerful individual like him, helping others and receiving thanks was as natural as breathing.
As expected, the sedan chair suddenly stopped, and a voice from inside asked:
"Qing Feng... who is that?"
Bi Feng quickly answered in a low voice:
"Qing Feng is an expert of equal renown to Director Hong Lian, a top-ranked expert within the Bureau of Psionic Fluctuations."
"Oh~" Zhang Chen let out a long sound from the sedan chair, then asked:
"How strong is he? Is he stronger than you?"
Bi Feng smiled shyly and replied:
"If it were in the past, I definitely wouldn't be his match. After all, he's a leading figure among wind element espers."
"But now... it's hard to say. In terms of raw power, I'm stronger than him. However, in terms of combat experience and the finesse of esper control, he surpasses me!"
Zhang Chen then lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, slowly stepped out, and patted Bi Feng on the shoulder, saying:
"Even though your strength has improved, don't become complacent. You must continue to train diligently!"
"True powerhouses don't act arrogantly or domineeringly everywhere. They know how to be reserved. When it's time to act, they are ruthless. When there's no need to act, they are as serene as clouds and gentle as flowing water."
"Only those who are half-baked like to flaunt their strength everywhere. Do you understand?!"
Bi Feng quickly bowed respectfully, a perfect ninety-degree angle, and said:
"Thank you for your teachings, Teacher Zhang. Bi Feng has benefited greatly for a lifetime!"
Upon hearing the conversation between Zhang Chen and Bi Feng, Qing Feng felt a surge of competitiveness. He chuckled dryly and said to Hong Lian:
"Heh, this student is even more arrogant than I imagined. He actually claimed to be stronger than me right in front of me."
"I've truly witnessed it. No wonder they say Class Seven is a devil's class. I think they're just a bunch of immature brats with zero emotional intelligence and a penchant for self-aggrandizement!"
Seeing Qing Feng's slight anger, Hong Lian, fearing he might genuinely get into an argument with Bi Feng, gently patted Qing Feng and said with a smile:
"Don't take what the children say so seriously, and don't get worked up. If the Director of the Bureau of Psionic Fluctuations found out, you'd be the subject of ridicule during meetings!"
As the two were chatting, Zhang Chen slowly walked over.
Behind him, all the students stood neatly in a line, bowing to his back.
This action sent a shiver down Zhang Chen's spine. The scene felt like a tribute to the deceased.
"Alright, alright, Director Hong Lian needs to see me. Stop messing around and go do what you're supposed to do!"
"Remember what I taught you. Don't stir up trouble. Remember that there's always someone better, and the world is vast!"
Zhang Chen reiterated his advice.
"Teacher Zhang... we... re~mem~ber~!"
The students said in unison, drawing out their words.
"Heh, these troublesome students. Teacher Zhang, I have a new class that needs you to lead. For now, let Teacher Qin continue to manage this class!"
Hong Lian said with a smile.
Meanwhile, in the temporary office, Teacher Qin suddenly sneezed several times, feeling a chill run through his body. "Did I catch a cold..."
"Alright!"
"In any case, this class has already made significant progress."
"Their mindsets have also undergone many changes. They no longer need my direct guidance."
"As they say, the master leads the way, but cultivation depends on the individual. The rest is up to their self-study and comprehension abilities!"
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Hong Lian raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhang Chen strangely, unsure if he was being sarcastic or boasting.
She herself had long given up on the devil's class, Class Seven.
Her only hope was for them to graduate as soon as possible and then undergo military-style management at the Bureau of Psionic Fluctuations to properly discipline their temperaments.
Yet, Zhang Chen, after just one day, dared to claim that these students had made significant progress in their abilities and undergone significant changes in their mindsets?!
This was truly... Hong Lian didn't know how to describe it.
"Alright then, as long as you're okay, Teacher Zhang, please come with me!"
Hong Lian, fearing that these students might cause further trouble, quickly led Zhang Chen away.
Qing Feng did not leave immediately. He watched Hong Lian and Zhang Chen's figures gradually recede and disappear before turning his attention back to Bi Feng.
He felt that as a highly ranked expert in the Bureau of Psionic Fluctuations, he needed to establish his authority in front of these unruly students.
He wanted to show them what a true powerhouse was.
"Students, my name is Qing Feng. I believe most of you have heard of my deeds!"
"As espers, our responsibility is to protect the world. We cannot casually act superior or bully the weak, because... there are countless people stronger than you!"
As Qing Feng spoke, he abruptly waved his right hand.
A wind wall composed of countless fine wind blades instantly disintegrated the trunk of a nearby tree into flying wood chips...
This feat was impossible to achieve without formidable strength.
The wind wall contained hundreds, even thousands, of wind blades, posing a significant challenge to the strength of the esper's abilities.
"Senior Qing Feng speaks the truth!"
Bi Feng led the group in respectfully saluting Qing Feng, then gently waved his right hand.
A patch of woodland not far away was instantly blasted into a pile of finely shattered wood chips...
"This move is indeed very powerful, but I haven't mastered it well. I can't make every wood chip the same size."
Bi Feng said with a look of shame, lowering his head.