CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 80: I REGARD YOUR LIFE AS WORTHLESS

"What right does he have!!"

"Who shot the video, who promoted him!!"

At this moment, the video about Su Tu is playing before him, with total likes reaching 20 million, and the count increases with every refresh.

This hero’s role should have been his, he should be enjoying the praise from the natives, but now it’s been snatched away from him.

Moreover, when he wanted to seek help from his master, he didn’t even get to meet him and was scolded harshly.

He doesn’t care at all about the dead junior disciple.

He cares about his own face and Martial Arts Dao fortune.

He had made promises to his family before coming to Ancestor Star that he would have gathered enough fortune before his unparalleled cousin arrives, thus helping his cousin.

If his original plan was executed, he might have indeed gathered sufficient fortune to relieve the suppression.

But everything got ruined by that guy named Su Tu.

The most infuriating part is...

It seems he really can’t do anything to that guy, and recently, he even has to pray that nothing happens to Su Tu.

Otherwise, knowing that bastard Li Hu, if anything happened to his junior disciple, that guy would blame it all on him.

Now, holding the file concerning Su Tu, he struggles not to open it.

Otherwise, he definitely won’t resist targeting Su Tu.

The most painful part for Chen Yuan is here, calling him smart, yet everything he does has flaws; calling him stupid, but he can predict Li Hu’s personality and the development of subsequent events.

Hence, dealing with Su Tu has become a huge headache for him.

As a dignified member of the Chen Family, a Falling Leaf Martial Artist, capable of traveling the universe, having to apologize to a mere Peeping Branch Martial Artist and even now plotting something that benefits the opponent, this hatred must be avenged, or it might leave a mark on his Heart and Spirit.

While he was troubled, his virtual terminal suddenly received a message.

"Hmm!! The Training Camp activation plan!"

Looking at the message on the terminal, Chen Yuan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly operated the terminal and dialed Director Wang’s phone number.

The ringing lasted quite a while.

Only then did Director Wang slowly pick up the call.

"Oh, Captain Chen, hahaha, sorry, I was just handling official business, my apologies."

Director Wang said with a chuckle.

"No problem, no problem, Director Wang is busy during the day, as it should be."

Chen Yuan said with a smile, but in his heart, he couldn’t help cursing.

Previously, when he needed their help, didn’t this chubby always answer immediately, and now that they don’t need him, he puts on this facade.

Indeed, Director Wang wishes nothing more than to keep a distance from Chen Yuan.

His aim is to elevate the Martial Arts Dao fortune of the North Sea, Chen Yuan’s original plan was too extreme, too over the top, though he seemingly agreed on the surface, he had some reservations deep down.

If you say he cares about the lives of ordinary people, the truth is he does, but not much; what he really cares about are those two heads who haven’t appeared for a long time.

He couldn’t understand the heads’ attitude towards ordinary people, thus he wasn’t willing to take too much risk, it was a sudden impulse that got him involved with Chen Yuan.

But now, Su Tu’s surge in popularity not only hasn’t caused any deaths but has made the North Sea Martial Arts boiling with excitement, this is a huge surprise for him.

As for Chen Yuan’s deceased junior disciple.

Oh~

Wasn’t he tricked by a beast!

Therefore, Director Wang very unwillingly maintains any relationship with Chen Yuan.

Nevertheless, since Chen Yuan is a disciple of the Guardian of the Martial Arts School, this face must be given.

Hence, he still reluctantly answered the call.

"Oh, what are you busy with, all for serving the people, here I am, formulating Martial Artist policies, still ensuring safety for people, whether Ancestor Star or New Star, humans are humans."

Director Wang said this officially.

Chen Yuan clearly understood the hint in Director Wang’s tone.

"That damn fatty, really can be a fence-sitter!" Chen Yuan cursed in his heart.

Director Wang’s words directly negated their previous actions of treating ordinary people as fuel for Martial Arts.

"Hahahahaha, of course, of course."

Despite whatever he felt inside, Chen Yuan put on a forced laugh.

"Director Wang, I reached out actually for something else, I wanted to ask you for a favor."

"The Training Camp files should be approved soon, could you see if you can get me a position as an instructor."

"As a Falling Leaf Martial Artist, I have the responsibility and duty to guide the new generation of Martial Artists."

"What do you think?" Chen Yuan carefully considered his words.

The voice on the other end hesitated: "Captain Chen, this matter... it’s not that I’m not handling it, this matter... oh, this matter."

Chen Yuan could tell right away that the other party was bluffing, evidently, after yesterday’s incident, Wang the Fatty no longer wanted any cooperation with him.

He knew that if he continued speaking, it probably wouldn’t lead to anything fruitful.

Unable to resist, he let out a cold snort, about to hang up.

But suddenly, on the other side, Wang the Fatty made a 180-degree turn: "Originally it wasn’t possible, but considering our relationship..."

"It’s not like it can’t be cleared."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan’s eyes instantly lit up.

"Director Wang, do you mean..."

"A Tier Four Technique."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan’s face changed, but thinking about becoming an instructor, imagining that brat seeing him, he hardened his heart.

"Alright."

After hanging up, a bit of a smile appeared on Chen Yuan’s face.

"With so many geniuses in the Training Camp, your junior disciples can’t break through, don’t blame me."

Chen Yuan showed a smug smile.

But he seems to have forgotten, is Li Hu a reasonable person?

Also...

Is Su Tu someone he can suppress?

Not even realizing, immersed in his own fantasy, Chen Yuan hadn’t considered why Director Wang was bluffing initially yet so readily agreed to his request.

Within the Martial Arts Department.

Wang the Fatty hung up the phone, a smile spread across his face looking at the man sitting in front.

At this moment, he was half-crouched, his large chubby face full of fawning smiles.

"Lin Si, as per your instructions, Chen Yuan is allowed to join the Training Camp."

The man, however, didn’t respond, kept his head down, rummaging through the takeaway box in front.

"Tsk, where’s my promised McChicken Knight, how come there are just four pieces, darn, missing one, there must be a Chicken Nuggets Thief!"

The man exclaimed in surprise.

Then squinting slightly, he looked towards Wang the Fatty, speaking.

"What do you think about gifting a Tier Four technique as a greeting to a long-unseen student?"

"Generous, very generous!" Wang the Fatty quickly answered.

"Generous, you say? I feel it’s ordinary, however, if I give him the dangers he might face in the future ahead, as a gift, and let him solve it, that’d be a true grand gift, what do you think?" The man continued speaking.

"Lin Si wise!"

"Students have death targets, naturally instructors should have death targets too, otherwise wouldn’t it be dull."

The man rubbed his chin, then looked at Director Wang, his eyes gradually turned cold, Wang the Fatty was drenched in cold sweat instantly.

Unpredictable, madman, lunatic, joker, these are his direct superior’s tags.

"Your luck is good, the challenger’s qualification of the first sequence suits him perfectly."

"Your dog’s life is spared, damn Chicken Nuggets Thief!" The man’s thinking was erratic, speaking here and there, but it finally let Director Wang breathe a sigh of relief.

Didn’t expect that young Su was not just a student of Elder Zhou, but also this man’s student.....

While Director Wang was thinking this, suddenly a mysterious force swept over him.

A terrifying force erupted in his body instantly.

"Lin..Lin..." his body inflated like a balloon being filled with gas.

He struggled trying to plead.

But the next instant...

Bang...

A mist of blood exploded.

"Saying I let you go and you believed it?

You treat human lives as fuel, I treat your life as grass, now you contribute to the Martial Arts Dao fortune."

The man’s deep voice spoke.