Ming An had a vague premonition that in the near future, there might be a scene like this: she carrying a tiny baby, and he carrying his “big baby”—her. It was, frankly, a rather bleak vision of the future.
He didn’t dare look into Feng Guang’s future life. One reason was that using that ability on her would cause a certain degree of mental harm. The more important reason, however, was that he was afraid of what he might see.
He simply couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have a third person inserted between the two of them—nor could he believe it would be anything but irritating.
Curled up in his arms, Feng Guang took a while before suddenly remembering to ask, “How did you get here?”
She had noticed the open door and the fact that no one was escorting him. Thinking about it calmly now, it didn’t seem like he had been captured at all.
“I walked in, of course.”
“Walked in?”
He gently patted her head. “The Elders’ Council and the Hunters’ Association won’t trouble us anymore.”
“Why?” she asked, confused. When her parents had come to see her last time, it hadn’t looked at all like the Elders’ Council would simply let her go.
Ming An lied without blinking. “Because of what happened with Yan Luo, both the Elders’ Council and the Hunters’ Association suffered heavy losses. They need time to recover. At a time like this, the last thing they want is to stir up more trouble.”
Yes—they were “recovering.” Recovering in hell.
Feng Guang remained skeptical, but before she could press further, he silenced her with a kiss. Her mind immediately went fuzzy, and she forgot to think any more about it.
Ming An took Feng Guang back to school. By now, there were hardly any people left on campus. All the human students from Division B had had their memories altered. They would not remember what happened that day. As for those who had classmates who died, they would not even remember that the deceased had ever existed.
As soon as they reached the school gate, Feng Guang saw Situ You and the others. Zeng Xue and Wen Xian were there as well. However, when Zeng Xue saw Feng Guang, her expression looked uneasy. She lowered her head, probably feeling guilty for “stealing” Feng Guang’s fiancé.
When Wen Xian saw Feng Guang return safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Student Xia, it’s good to see you back safe.”
That day, when the Elders’ Council had suddenly taken Feng Guang away, Wen Xian alone hadn’t been able to stop them. Even with Chu Xiao and Yan Bai’s help, they still couldn’t take her back from the Council.
Feng Guang smiled gratefully at him. “Thank you for worrying about me. I’m fine.”
Wen Xian then looked at Ming An. “I knew that with a teacher stepping in, Student Xia would definitely return safely.”
“Even though I am your teacher—and you’re stating a fact—it’s better to keep a low profile,” Ming An replied lazily. As he spoke, he naturally took Feng Guang’s hand.
Situ You, who had already been feeling awkward, immediately widened his eyes. “Xia Fengguang, I knew it! You and this washed-up old guy are involved!”
“Why are you so worked up?” Feng Guang shot him a glance, utterly unconcerned.
Situ You turned angrily to Zeng Xue. “Did you see that? Now you don’t have to feel guilty anymore, right?”
Feng Guang was actually together with the principal?! Zeng Xue was still too stunned to process it and ignored Situ You completely.
When Ming An noticed Feng Guang yawning, he said lightly, “We’ll be going now,” and led her away by the hand.
On the shaded path through the woods, their faint voices could still be heard.
“I just realized—I never told my parents that the man I like is you.”
“No need to worry. If they find out it’s me, they’ll gladly accept it.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because they can’t beat me.”
“…”