CHAPTER 537: 211 BRIGHT FUTURE_3

Someone asked a different question: "Can she already go claim that one million competition coins as the prize money?"

Competition coins are the most active international currency, normally used for transactions abroad.

Jing Zhan huffed angrily, "In any case, no way. How does she deserve it?"

Everyone felt that Jing Zhan must have serious issues in her head, and talking too much with her might lower their own IQ.

Yu Ruohuan lowered her eyelashes, took out her phone, edited a text message, sent it, and then meticulously deleted the record.

As the closing ceremony ended, everyone left the theater in an orderly manner.

At eleven o’clock, all the students boarded buses to return to the hotel. After lunch at the hotel, they would head back to Qingzhou in the afternoon, marking the end of this winter camp trip.

In the parking lot, multiple buses were parked side by side, with students from various schools lining up to board in order.

Gao Yuyue looked at Shen You’an as if she were looking at a deity.

She understood very clearly that her previous level, coming after Yan Lu, was far from being able to touch a medal.

But after Shen You’an tutored her, her progress wasn’t visibly dramatic, yet it materialized at the right moment.

This silver medal was essentially won by Shen You’an on her behalf.

A sudden thought came to Gao Yuyue, "An’an, I can join the national training team with you now."

Those ranked among the top sixty qualified for the national training team, and she barely made it.

Shen You’an smiled: "Isn’t that wonderful?"

A fallen leaf gently spiraled down onto Gao Yuyue’s head. Shen You’an smirked slightly and reached out to pluck the leaf.

Yan Lu hopped onto the bus jubilantly. Gao Yuyue was lifting her skirt and preparing to board as Shen You’an tiptoed to reach the leaf atop her head.

The buses in the parking lot were lined up from north to south, with flower beds of marble bordering the area. Inside the beds bloomed vibrant dahlias, dazzling brightly under the sunlight.

Suddenly, a shadow dashed out from amidst the quietly blooming flowers.

The appearance of the figure was so sudden that no one reacted in time.

"Shen You’an, go to hell!"

The person shouted fiercely, their hand gleaming with the flash of a shiny dagger.

Raising the dagger high, filled with fury and resentment, they lunged at Shen You’an.

"Ah...!" A series of shrill screams erupted from the crowd lining up.

Those on the buses at the front and back poked their heads out upon hearing the commotion, while those yet to board rushed out to see what was happening.

Everything happened too quickly.

Yu Ruohuan stood with her arms crossed, quietly watching the scene unfold, her lips curling slightly.

Yet, the dagger did not land as expected. Instead, it was firmly grasped by a large hand.

Shen You’an turned her head and met the dark, sharp gaze of a young man.

"Ahhh..." The woman shrieked madly, struggling violently, yet the young man’s grip was like iron clamps, rendering her immobile.

Traces of blood trickled from the gaps in the young man’s palm.

He didn’t even flinch.

"Step back!"

Gao Yuyue cursed furiously: "Where did this lunatic come from?"

Yan Lu, however, recognized the woman: "She’s Xu Na."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuyue became even angrier: "So it’s that old hag who bullied you. We haven’t even settled the score with her, but she dares to strike first instead! She’s utterly insane!"

Shen You’an didn’t retreat; she stepped forward instead. Grabbing Xu Na’s other hand, no one noticed her fingers brushing several pressure points, rendering Xu Na’s hand powerless, drooping limply.

Xu Na glared venomously at Shen You’an: "You ruined me. I’ll kill you."

Shen You’an firmly held her other hand and spoke softly to Liu Runxi: "Let go."

Liu Runxi looked at her composed face, released his grip, but remained defensive, watchful of Xu Na’s every move.

"Clang." Xu Na’s dagger fell to the ground.

"I’ll kill you!" Xu Na’s madness intensified, her eyes bloodshot, as if she wanted to rip Shen You’an apart.

Jing Zhan noticed Liu Runxi’s protective stance towards her and a hint of jealousy flashed in her gaze. Taking her chance, she spoke loudly, "Who knows what despicable things she’s done to provoke this unyielding vendetta? Heavenly Dao has its cycles; the heavens spare no one."

Shen You’an lifted Xu Na’s sleeve, revealing a faintly bruised needle mark on her left arm.

Xu Na’s madness wasn’t without reason; she’d been injected with a nerve-damaging toxin, amplifying her darkest thoughts and causing her to act impulsively.

Shen You’an abruptly turned her head and locked eyes with an unexpected gaze.

The other person raised an eyebrow, tilted their chin up, their expression full of provocation.

Shen You’an curled her lips into a gentle, seemingly kind smile.

Her rules: forgive once, never twice.

Especially this time—since Liu Runxi had been hurt.

Unacceptable.