I can gain insights into martial arts.

"Alright, son, don't bother seeing me off. I know where your classroom is. Don't you still have martial arts practice? Go ahead and get busy."

As soon as Ye Min stepped into the gates of No. 8 High School, she spoke to Chen Mochuan beside her.

"Okay, Mom, I'll take the suitcase and backpack first. I'll cultivate at school. Call me after the parent-teacher conference, and we'll go home together then."

Watching Chen Mochuan leave with his bag, Ye Min walked straight towards a familiar teaching building.

Upon entering the teaching building, she saw the wall of honor standing in the center of the hall.

Ye Min had only glanced at it casually, intending to walk past quickly, but then she caught sight of a strangely familiar name, and her steps involuntarily stopped.

On the wall of honor, two meticulously framed certificates hung side by side in the most prominent position.

Ye Min had seen her son show her the "City of Light" certificate during a video call; it was an honor awarded by the government for his outstanding performance during the Level 2 calamity last week.

The other "Advanced Individual in Righteous and Courageous Acts" certificate, in addition to a brief description of the commendation, also prominently displays the name "Chen Mochuan" in the commendation recipient column, dated October of last year, and stamped with the bright red seal of the Antu City Police Department.

"Last October... Mo Chuan didn't mention anything about encountering a ferocious beast to us at all..."

Ye Min knew that her son must have been in a very dangerous situation at the time, otherwise he would never have been awarded the certificate of honor.

"That brat..." A mix of lingering fear, heartache, and a touch of annoyance welled up in Ye Min's heart. "He didn't even tell us about something so dangerous! He kept it a complete secret!"

She took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

As she climbed the stairs, the certificate was still on her mind, and she was filled with worry for her son.

But as she walked, she remembered what her husband, Chen Qingyang, had said to her at the train station earlier that day: "What's the point of practicing martial arts if you don't experience real combat to hunt ferocious beasts?"

At the time, she thought her husband was carefree, but now, upon closer reflection, she realizes that although his words were blunt, they pointed out a cruel reality.

Since the great cataclysm six hundred years ago, ferocious beasts and humans have been mortal enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle.

The high social status of martial artists is a testament to the countless predecessors who, over hundreds of years, sacrificed their lives to fight against ferocious beasts and protect their homes.

Flowers in a greenhouse can never withstand real wind and rain. My son has chosen the path of martial arts, and sooner or later he will have to face these challenges.

Thinking that her son was not only safe and sound, but also received commendation for it, Ye Min's anger was gradually replaced by a complex emotion.

There were concerns, but more than that, there was a gradually clearer understanding, and a hint of irrepressible pride.

Her son is rapidly growing into a capable and responsible martial artist in his own way.

She should trust him, and she must also learn and accept being the mother of a martial artist.

As her mood gradually calmed down, Ye Min's steps became lighter again.

Lost in thought, Ye Min unknowingly arrived at the door of the senior year martial arts class classroom.

The homeroom teacher, Han Zhen, was not in the classroom. However, there were less than 10 minutes left before the parent-teacher meeting started, and only a few parents had not yet arrived. Chen Mochuan had already told Ye Min where his seat was, so she found it easily.

As Ye Min sat down in the seat labeled "Chen Mochuan," she was about to tidy her hair when she vaguely sensed something was amiss.

It was quite noisy around her before she sat down, but now it seemed a little quieter, and several pairs of eyes were subtly drifting toward her.

When she turned her head to look, those gazes quickly shifted away, but the hushed conversations and occasional glances made her realize that she seemed to have become the center of attention.

At this moment, a well-dressed female parent from across the aisle leaned over and said with a smile, "Hello, you must be Chen Mochuan's mother? I'm Zhang Maoli's mother."

Ye Min nodded politely: "Hello."

"Oh, it's great to see you!" Zhang Maoli's mother said warmly. "I'd like to ask what kind of nutritional supplements and tonics you usually prepare for Chen Mochuan? Is there any special diet or cultivation method?"

Ye Min was taken aback by the barrage of questions and subconsciously replied, "Supplements...it used to be Qi and Blood Supplements, but recently it's been changed to Wuzheng Blood Essence Supplements."

As for training, his dad and I have been away on business trips for the past few months and just got back today. We haven't really been supervising him much; he's been training on his own. Sometimes we see that he's training too much and are worried about him getting injured, so we tell him to train less..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Maoli's mother's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Your Chen Mochuan is so talented, and yet he's so self-disciplined! That's truly remarkable!"

She sighed again, "Sigh... My child has taken a lot of supplements, but I have to keep an eye on him while he practices martial arts, and the results are inconsistent... By the way, did Chen Mochuan enroll in any special courses at a martial arts academy? Or did he hire a famous private coach? The supply of ferocious beast meat should be plentiful, right?"

Hearing this, and looking at the other parents around her who seemed to be doing their own thing but were actually listening intently, Ye Min completely understood. The other party must have wanted to learn from her son's rapid improvement in grades. She felt incredibly proud of her son and a sense of shared pride, while also reminding herself to be careful with her words.

She maintained a polite smile and replied, "I heard him say that he has been training at Mingxin Martial Arts Hall for the past few months, practicing Tiger Fiend Fist there. It seems that his classmate recommended him there, but I don't know the specifics... He probably doesn't have a private coach... He occasionally eats some ferocious beast meat."

Having finally managed to deal with the enthusiastic Zhang Maoli's mother and several other parents who had struck up conversations with her, Ye Ming had just breathed a sigh of relief and was preparing to quietly wait for the parent-teacher meeting to begin when a hesitant voice came from the side.

"Um... Chen Mochuan's mother..."

Ye Min turned her head and saw that it was Liu Yu's mother, the same parent who had publicly requested a seat change at the end-of-term parent-teacher meeting last semester, complaining that Chen Mochuan's grades had dropped too quickly and affected her son's academic performance. However, the homeroom teacher, Han Zhen, rejected this unreasonable request on the spot.

The other person had a smile on their face, but their eyes were somewhat evasive. "At the end of last semester... about changing seats, I spoke without thinking. Please don't take it to heart."

Ye Min naturally remembered the other party's words and actions that had made her extremely angry at the time. Now that time had passed, looking at the other party's flustered appearance, she remained calm and responded indifferently: "Oh, that matter? Children learn no matter where they sit. It's all in the past now. I didn't take it to heart."

After saying that, she turned away and said no more.

This gentle yet distant attitude left Liu Yu's mother speechless, unable to utter the more apologies and compliments she had prepared. She could only sit up straight awkwardly, her face flushing red and then turning pale, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Min felt a little strange. She had long known how difficult and annoying Liu Yu's mother was, but now she was actually willing to take the initiative to admit her mistake. No matter how fast her son improved, he only ranked third in the class. How could she expect the other party to go to such lengths?

Moreover, it wasn't just Liu Yu's mother; the other parents seemed a bit too enthusiastic today...

Before Ye Min could even sort things out, it was already three o'clock, and Han Zhen walked into the classroom right on time.

He had recently learned from Lin Hong that Chen Mochuan had actually mastered the basics of the Transformation Realm, so he went to confirm and give him some guidance. With the parent-teacher meeting approaching, he rushed back just in time.

After briefly summarizing the class's overall situation this semester, Han Zhen got straight to the point and announced the highlight of the parent-teacher conference—the final exam results.

All the parents focused their attention on the huge projection screen at the front of the classroom, quickly searching for their child's grades.

Ye Min was no exception. She remembered that Chen Mochuan had said he had ranked third this time, so she looked directly at the third place on the report card.

"Huh? Jiang Hao? This isn't Mo Chuan either..."

The doubts in her mind had barely begun when her gaze fell upon her son's name at the very top of the report card.