CHAPTER 882: CHAPTER 886: QI DE ACADEMY (4)

"King Wei said: In the book there must be a plot; without enlightenment there is no clarity."

"Virtue, ascension."

"Therefore, Qi De Academy takes its name to open people’s minds and assist their elevation. Qi De is wise."

Jie Xifang leaned on the railing with his hands, crossing his legs and standing on the second-floor railing, looking down at the embarrassed parents below, with a smile in his eyes.

Among them were the parents of Skinny and Fatty, also the parents of Xiang Dongxing and Taohua, naturally including his own parents...and Sister Su’s.

As the parents of the Su Family, who were also the oldest among them, Jie Xifang felt they deserved a slight preferential treatment.

He clapped his hands, and Fatty and Skinny quickly brought out a chair each, placing them in front of Cheng Lisu and her husband, before quickly disappearing from the parents’ view and reappearing on the second floor.

Having done all this, Jie Xifang walked toward one of the rooms on the second floor, proudly announcing, "Sister, they’re all awake."

Su Li brushed off the melon seed shells from her clothes, and gently stroked Taohua’s soft hair, calmly saying, "Then let’s all welcome the first batch of students from Qi De Academy."

The men and women left on the first-floor hall each held their heads, looking bewildered.

Well, the aftereffects of some little tricks, no harm to the body, no need for worry.

"Just now, I think I heard that brat’s voice." Jie Min Country said skeptically to his wife beside him.

Mrs. Jie, soft and weak, speaking in a gentle, small voice, immediately agreed when her husband spoke to her, "I—I think I heard it too."

"Ah... what place is this, how did we end up here? Obviously, I was still at the company before..." A shocked exclamation as loud as thunder shocked open the mist before everyone’s eyes.

The first to react was Xiang Dongxing’s father, eight feet tall, with developed muscles, clearly a long-time fitness enthusiast with the best physique and most alert.

Next was Xiang Dongxing’s mother, dressed in a professional suit, hair tied back, a typical look of a social elite female. Upon her husband’s prompt, she quickly surveyed the environment, swiftly making a judgment: "We’ve been kidnapped."

"What, how could we be kidnapped? Where is this place?" With a body full of fat, bare-chested, and a payment code hanging on his chest, Zhu Rouyu, upon regaining full consciousness, immediately shouted in a panic.

Xiang Dongxing’s parents immediately took a step back, eyes filled with disdain, trying to avoid any physical contact with him.

Pork Rong is Fatty’s father, their figures identical, both hefty in size, their appearances extremely similar, making their relationship clear at a glance.

Another couple who appeared extremely honest and simple, trembling together to alleviate the immense unease in their hearts.

They were Skinny’s parents, ordinary company employees, completely unable to understand how a kidnapping, something only seen in TV dramas and novels, could happen to them.

They had neither money nor property. Even if they were kidnapped, what could possibly be gained from them?

Entirely baffled...

There was another couple, who unlike the intimacy of the other couples, seemed incompatible like water and fire.

Though both were deeply afraid, each occupied their own side.

The man dressed slickly, the woman was also glamorous and beautiful; they were Taohua’s parents. Because they had children early, Taohua was already fifteen or sixteen, yet they still appeared quite youthful.

Among these people, the age difference wasn’t too significant, but Cheng Lisu and her husband stood out, obviously older than the rest, emanating an affluent family background from their attire.

Causing some to wonder, could it be that they were just wronged victims?

Although such thoughts were entirely unfounded, not to mention they had never interacted before, and due to their differing identities and statuses, it seemed unlikely that kidnappers would go through the hassle to bring them along too.

But in such a panic, without psychological support, it was truly distressing."

"Tell me, did you get us implicated?" Zhu Rouyu, harboring resentment towards these wealthy people, venting his emotions on them first was only natural.

With a body full of fat, obviously hard to deal with, Xiang Xuebin and Jiang Wenlai could not help but frown, moving closer to Cheng Lisu and her husband.

They were of the same class, naturally fostering a sense of closeness.

Xiang Xuebin, an external company manager, was the most composed, quickly interjected, "Brother, please don’t be angry."

Then he swiftly gestured to the silent Jie Min Country couple who had retreated to the other side, saying, "Big brother, did you just say you heard your son’s voice?"

That’s when everyone remembered that in their daze, they’d seemed to hear a distinctly youthful voice.

At the mention of his son, Jie Min Country reacted as if a nemesis had been mentioned, his facial expression instantly turning fierce.

"That brat is rebellious and disobedient; I spent money and effort to send him to a motivational training school, but a few months ago, the teachers told me he injured the instructors and escaped..."

Zhu Rouyu paused, immediately interjected, "Is your child called Jie Xifang?"

Jie Min Country replied, "Yes, how did you know..."

"Ah, why did you hit me?" Jie Min Country also fought back boldly.

Usually, Jie Min Country’s punches and kicks were directed at his wife and son, formidable because he faced women and children, but Zhu Rouyu was obviously not included.

Moreover, Zhu Rouyu’s body full of fat was not for show; amid the rise and fall, an extremely powerful punch landed on Jie Min Country’s left shoulder blade.

Zhu Rouyu furiously said, "I’m hitting you; the school instructor said it was Jie Xifang who led my son to escape, it’s been several months and no sight of him, can’t find him either..."

"Ah, our Junyi was also led away by Jie Xifang," Skinny’s father added, then looked at Jie Min Country with a trace of anger.

With their son missing, they hadn’t been eating well or sleeping well, yet plagued by such abnormal quirks—if not corrected properly, what face would they have to live?

"Wait...are you saying your children are currently attending Zhengmiao School?" Xiang Xuebin quickly captured the crucial point.

Zhengmiao School?

The frequently mentioned name opened the doors of Cheng Lisu’s memories, especially since it was still a weapon she wielded as a threat over her daughter.

It had been so many years that she’d somewhat forgotten the name of that training school, now recalled in dreadful terror.

These people...