Chapter 32 Ning Huan: I Hate Smart People
In an instant, countless questions flooded Zhang Lexuan's mind, making her head throb with pain.
What exactly is my relationship with the Sun Moon Royal Family?
Why was I born in the Heavenly Soul Empire?
Is there any connection between the annihilation of my clan and the [Moon] Spirit?
What roles do the two royal families play in all this?
And also…
Shrek Academy…
At that thought, Zhang Lexuan suddenly snapped back to reality. She clutched her head and shook it frantically.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Old Master Mu once saved me from despair. Even if it came with the condition that I become his child bride… but… but…"
Her voice gradually weakened as she spoke.
Fragments of long-forgotten childhood memories suddenly resurfaced.
Flames blazing into the sky.
Her parents' desperate, grief-stricken faces.
A vow made under circumstances no different from taking advantage of misfortune.
And finally—
That fleeting glimpse of a radiant dragon.
The images overlapped and clashed violently in her mind.
Yes…
Although Old Master Mu had grown increasingly gentle and serene over the years…
He was still a peerless expert who had stood at the pinnacle of the continent for decades.
His strength—and his methods—were beyond ordinary comprehension.
Perhaps… from the very beginning…
She had never truly understood him.
Despair filled Zhang Lexuan's beautiful eyes as her beliefs crumbled.
She had no idea what to do anymore.
She simply slumped in her chair, clutching the ancient book, tears streaming down her face as she muttered incoherently.
"Sigh being soft-hearted really is a bad habit… I need to fix that"
"Ning Huan… you're here…"
The sudden self-mocking remark failed to fully bring her back to her senses.
Her response was purely instinctive.
But for Ning Huan—
This was exactly the state he wanted.
Receptive, yet not overly guarded.
"Now that you know the origin of your Spirit, what are your plans?"
Hearing this, a faint glimmer returned to Zhang Lexuan's eyes.
She raised her tear-streaked face, her fragile appearance tugging slightly at Ning Huan's heart.
But only for a moment.
"Um… I bet no one's ever seen you like this before."
He stepped forward, took out a handkerchief from his soul tool, and handed it to her.
"Here. It's clean—no one's used it."
"Ning Tian prepared a lot for me."
Zhang Lexuan blinked, then looked down at the pink handkerchief embroidered with a bear.
She suddenly burst into laughter through her tears.
"Sniff I can tell… no boy would pick pink on his own"
"But… thank you."
Sure enough, those who rise above countless geniuses are never ordinary.
Even after such a massive emotional upheaval, she regained control quickly.
In just two and a half minutes, Zhang Lexuan had composed herself, tidied her appearance, and even adjusted her makeup.
Ning Huan was momentarily stunned.
"Alright. Let's settle accounts."
"Huh? I helped you discover the truth and even gave you a handkerchief, and now you want to settle accounts? That's just ungrateful!"
"I will remember your kindness. But your scheming against me is another matter."
"… "
Ning Huan was caught off guard.
Isn't this recovery speed way too fast?!
Just a moment ago, you looked like you were about to collapse completely!
I even changed my tone out of pity!
"Fine. What do you want? I don't have money, but I'm not giving you my life!"
"Hmph~ where did your earlier arrogance go?"
"Times have changed."
"You're young, yet you never speak honestly."
Seeing his exaggerated surrender, Zhang Lexuan snorted, though the faint smile on her lips betrayed her good mood.
"It's almost dawn. Let's talk business."
Glancing at the dimming sky, Ning Huan straightened his posture.
"Alright. Ask."
"When did you start plotting against me?"
"Of course it was—huh? You dragged it out so long just to ask this?"
"Then what else should I ask?"
Zhang Lexuan smiled softly, her tone calm and composed.
"A Spirit originates from bloodline. That is an unchanging truth."
"So no matter how strange my identity may be, it is something I cannot escape."
"As for the roles of the academy and Elder Mu… those are not things I can deal with right now."
"A Limit Douluo and the strongest academy on the continent are far beyond what you and I can oppose."
"In that case, why should I trouble myself and put myself in danger?"
"…You're impressive. If anyone says people in this world are unintelligent, I'll slap them."
Ning Huan's eyelids twitched.
His sense of superiority as a "prophet" vanished instantly.
If everyone in Shrek were as clear-headed as Zhang Lexuan…
He would definitely suffer in the future.
Thinking back to his bold claims to Ning Hao earlier, he felt a chill run down his spine.
'If not for Chen Xin's protection, and Uncle Ning prioritizing the sect above all else… I might've been locked up and used as a tool already…'
'Thinking about it… I've been ridiculously lucky to survive this long.'
"Have I grown reckless because of my strength…?"
"Ning Huan? What's wrong?"
"Ah—nothing. Just thinking about how to answer you."
Her gentle voice interrupted his thoughts.
He steadied himself and spoke calmly.
"I've known about you for a long time."
"A long time ago… during the Soul Fighting Tournament?"
"Something like that."
He nodded slightly.
"I don't have many hobbies. Besides cultivation, I read a lot."
"So when I learned your Spirit was the [Moon], I became suspicious."
"As for plotting against you… I had the idea for a while. I just didn't expect you to show up so conveniently."
As he spoke, he carefully observed her expression.
Only after confirming her calmness did he continue.
"I can't tell you my ultimate goal. It involves the sect's greater plans."
"But I can say this clearly—neither I nor the sect bear any ill will toward you."
"Guiding you to uncover your Spirit's secret was merely a casual move."
Zhang Lexuan listened quietly, then replied with composed clarity:
"If it works, it weakens the academy. If it doesn't, it changes nothing."
"Because you're certain I wouldn't dare reveal this… right?"
"…That's right."
This time, Ning Huan's answer carried a trace of helplessness.
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