It was only when Xing Yuan saw the person at the forefront that she froze for a second, then a smile curved her lips.
What a familiar face!
Wei Hui seemed to sense something, turned his head, and saw the figure walking slowly towards him. His eyes lit up, and without regard for the people around him, he strode towards Xing Yuan.
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Wei Hui's eyes sparkled, like a familiar animal wagging its tail in joy upon seeing its owner return.
Xing Yuan felt a headache coming on. How could she have forgotten that her long-lost disciples were everywhere, and now they were doing all sorts of things.
"Um... I came with a friend," Xing Yuan paused and explained.
"Oh, I see!" Wei Hui didn't doubt her, his eyes fixed on Xing Yuan.
His gaze was gentle and affectionate, "Teacher, I missed you so much."
Xing Yuan coughed lightly and nodded, "I know."
The group had been arguing, and Wei Hui's sudden action interrupted everyone's thoughts.
Meng Fanyue pursed her lips, a sense of crisis rising within her. She quickly walked to Xing Yuan's side, hooked her arm, and glared at Wei Hui opposite her.
He wasn't a good person to begin with, and now he was trying to steal her sister.
Wei Hui's eyes fell on the place where their hands touched, his expression darkening slightly. However, due to the presence of outsiders, he managed to restrain himself.
A gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said harmoniously, "Little Meng, what are you doing? Take your hand off my sister."
Meng Fanyue faintly heard Wei Hui grinding his teeth. She glanced at him suspiciously, but her hand remained tightly clasped around Xing Yuan's sleeve.
Xing Yuan smiled helplessly and said softly, "Little Hui, don't scare her."
Wei Hui looked wronged, his expression mournful, "Sister, are you speaking up for this outsider? Is she your new disciple?"
Xing Yuan's headache worsened as she looked at Wei Hui's demeanor.
The Xing Yuan of this world didn't understand what a "green tea" was. Wei Hui, with his superb "tea art," had always been her favorite among her disciples.
However... the current Xing Yuan was all too familiar with this act, and her mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Xing Yuan changed the subject, "What mistake did Duan Ling commit?"
Of course, she hadn't made a mistake!
Wei Hui thought this, but he hesitated, unsure how to speak.
What could he say? That they were letting a weak woman take the blame to protect their own interests, and that would make Teacher angry?
So he said euphemistically, "The specific situation needs further investigation. It's not entirely clear yet."
Meng Fanyue looked at Wei Hui suspiciously. She remembered that when they were arguing just now, he had clearly said the evidence was conclusive.
Meng Fanyue was all too familiar with that look in Wei Hui's eyes, because she had the same look when she gazed at Xing Yuan.
She moved closer to Xing Yuan and whispered an explanation of the situation.
Duan Ling had recently uncovered some information that threatened the interests of many people, so she had to be imprisoned. Only then would it be beneficial to them.
Meng Fanyue's explanation was vague, but Xing Yuan quickly grasped the truth from her simple words.
This was partly her responsibility.
Years ago, she had been hurt by love and didn't care about anything. Everything she did was purely for self-preservation, so she naturally hadn't taught these children about righteousness.
Because she wanted them, besides being particularly attentive and favored towards her, to learn to be appropriately selfish in other matters. Only then could they survive in this world for a long time.
Now, it seemed, her education had been quite successful.
The silent atmosphere made Wei Hui increasingly uneasy. He cautiously looked up at Xing Yuan, "Sister, do you dislike it?"
Xing Yuan was silent for a moment, then finally said softly, "She is my friend."
Wei Hui understood, "Sis- Sister, don't worry, she'll be fine."
He wouldn't dare to boast elsewhere, but in this place, he had the final say. Moreover, this meant he could finally do something for his teacher.
Let alone such a small matter, he was willing to give everything for his light.
Xing Yuan smiled slightly, her eyes shimmering with tiny sparks, and said gently, "Thank you for your trouble, Little Hui."
Wei Hui's eyes brightened even more, and he stared at Xing Yuan without blinking, "It's no trouble."
"By the way, Sister, where are you staying? Do you want to move in with me? My place is very big," Wei Hui invited enthusiastically.
Xing Yuan glanced at Meng Fanyue. Seeing her face darken and tears welling up in her eyes, she softened and squeezed her hand.
"No, thank you. This is good. You take care of yourself too."
"Okay."
Wei Hui was momentarily disappointed, but upon hearing Xing Yuan's concern, he nodded vigorously, his eyes seeming to hold starlight.
More and more people gathered around. Hong Tao looked at Wei Hui, who was chatting amicably with the person he was supposed to be dealing with, with suspicion and growing unease.
Wei Hui, though somewhat frail, had connections to higher-ups and his own personal guards. If he were to go back on his word, it could cause him considerable trouble.
Hong Tao quickly walked over and placed his hand on Wei Hui's shoulder, both as a threat and to announce their relationship to the other two.
But when he clearly saw the face of the person opposite him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but whistle, "Wei Hui, aren't you going to introduce me? Who is this beautiful sister?"
Wei Hui's expression turned grim, and a chill emanated from him.
But Hong Tao, lost in admiration of her beauty, was oblivious, his eyes only on the beautiful woman opposite him.
She was beautiful and cool, with an excellent aura. She was his type.
Wei Hui endured and endured, but he couldn't hold back.
With a single punch, he sent Hong Tao to the ground.
"You dare covet my sister?"
They had known for a long time that she would always come first, the one they had to protect the most.
And when she was coveted, they had only one thing to do: kill.
Wei Hui punched Hong Tao viciously a few times. It seemed he hadn't expected Wei Hui to suddenly erupt.
Hong Tao's impression of him was still that of a frail person, and he hadn't had time to resist.
Wei Hui quickly pulled out a dagger, giving neither the opponent a chance to resist nor himself a chance to regret, and plunged the sharp dagger directly into Hong Tao's chest, aiming for the heart.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events, freezing in place.
After a long moment, Hong Tao's men were the first to react, roaring, "What are you doing?"
They moved forward, and Wei Hui's men were not to be trifled with, naturally not standing idly by.
Although they didn't know why their boss had suddenly killed Hong Tao, his accumulated authority over the years remained. They believed their boss had his reasons for doing this and supported him without hesitation.
A person is like a extinguished lamp.
Hong Tao had a few confidantes, but that was all.