After the darkness!

A knock sounded at the door, and Wei Hong, without looking up, casually replied, "Come in."

Squeak.

The wooden door was pushed open a crack, then opened completely.

Huo Xuejiao entered.

The girl was dressed in a white yoga outfit, with the cuffs rolled up in several places, revealing a section of her smooth, porcelain-like forearm. She wore well-tailored, high-elasticity purplish-black yoga pants, devoid of any fancy embellishments, perfectly outlining the stunningly long, perfectly proportioned contours of her legs, making her quite eye-catching.

She must have just come down from intense training; there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of dark, damp bangs clung to her temples and forehead, adding a touch of wonderful liveliness to her otherwise cool profile.

His breathing was slightly rapid, his chest rose and fell gently with each breath, carrying a hint of post-training heat.

Huo Xuejiao was holding a notebook in her hand. As soon as she entered the room, she subconsciously bowed to Wei Hong. But as soon as she bent down, she found that Lin Yijue was also there, and she was slightly taken aback.

Then, thinking about the gossip circulating in the club during this period, and recalling that Wei Shi had specifically asked her to bring the class schedule for this period...

A hint of understanding flashed across Huo Xuejiao's eyes as she looked at Lin Yijue beside her with a hint of curiosity.

Not long after, two more people entered the office.

It turned out to be Li Yan and Lu Qiang.

When the two entered, they were both taken aback when they saw Yi Lin and Yi Jue.

The former, as usual, had a blank expression on his fair face, while the latter, leaning on a cane, had a swollen face and a somewhat unfocused gaze, pretending not to see him.

The four people stood in front of Wei Hong's desk.

Wei Hong nodded, the seriousness on her face softening slightly, revealing a gentle smile. She pointed to the sofa beside her:

"Please sit down, what are you standing for?"

Huo Xuejiao reacted the fastest, nodding slightly and sitting down on the single leather sofa next to her, placing her hardcover notebook on her knees.

Li Yan followed closely behind and chose another single sofa to sit down.

There is now only a long sofa left in the room.

Lin Yijue stepped forward calmly and sat in the center of the sofa.

Lu Qiang wasn't actually slow, but because he had a limp, he couldn't walk very fast. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as only the two ends of the sofa remained empty.

Both empty seats required him to be close to Lin Yijue.

He glanced quickly at Lin Yijue, his eyes suddenly darkening, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held his tongue tightly.

He lowered his head, moved his injured leg without saying a word, and, supporting himself with his crutches, sat heavily on the sofa, which was closest to the edge.

Watching this scene, Wei Hong picked up her teacup and took a sip of water.

"Lu Qiang, is your injury getting better?"

"Much better."

"Among fellow disciples, we are not outsiders. Even in a competition, we should be mindful of our boundaries." Wei Hong slowly put down her teacup. "Lu Qiang, you should apologize to Lin Yijue. This whole thing started because of you."

His words immediately stunned everyone present.

Even the usually aloof Li Yan was stunned, her eyes widening involuntarily.

Huo Xuejiao, who was just observing the situation, almost dropped her notebook upon hearing this.

As for the two parties involved...

Lu Qiang's face, which had become swollen and round, immediately turned red, and his head began to sway left and right.

"Master Wei, I apologize to Lin Yijue?! Is there no law anymore? You...you need to get this straight, I'm the one who got beaten up and ended up in the hospital. My cheeks hurt even when I drink water. My ribs were almost broken. It wasn't him!"

"Even after all this, you want me to apologize to him?!"

Lin Yijue was also stunned for a long time, completely unexpected that the other party would speak like that. After thinking for a moment, he also spoke:

"Teacher, I also have my fault in this matter. I didn't pay attention to the limits and went a bit too far."

Earlier, when he was competing with Xiao Ran, he was extremely annoyed that Xiao Ran had taken sides despite his clear reasoning. He fantasized about suddenly gaining superhuman strength and causing a bloodbath on the spot.

But when it's your turn, when you're on the side that's being favored, I have to say, it feels... pretty good!

Hearing this, Lu Qiang glanced at Lin Yijue and assumed he was being mocked. He felt a burning sensation, as if ants were crawling all over him.

Wei Hong nodded.

"Yes, you also made a mistake, so for the time being, you'll be teaching Lu Qiang's classes. By the way, how many classes does Lu Qiang still have this month?"

"There are two more classes this week, five next week, and three the week after that, making a total of ten classes," Huo Xuejiao said quietly after calculating.

"Oh, then you can have them all."

Huo Xuejiao opened her notebook and quickly took notes.

His classes were taught by Lin Yijue?

Lu Qiang, who had been listening attentively, suddenly froze.

"Professor Wei, you just said that he will also be teaching as a substitute?" He repeated it subconsciously.

"Yes, since he injured you, he should naturally take your place and attend the classes. Otherwise, are we supposed to let Li Yan attend all the classes? How can she manage that?" Wei Hong glanced at Lin Yijue. "As for qualifications, he has already mastered the Eighteen Forms and has officially started to strengthen his bones and body. His skill in Yun Sheng Boxing is no worse than any of you. He is barely qualified."

The air in the office seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

Huo Xuejiao, standing to the side, sighed and glanced at Lin Yijue, who remained silent.

The shy young man who hesitated slightly on the course contract because of the cost and even needed her to sign it has now become the club's elite disciple in less than a month.

And he even gained the favor of the guard... such potential...

"Perhaps... the other party really can succeed and directly enter the inner sect?"

This thought grew uncontrollably in her mind, making her subtly scrutinize and be curious about Lin Yijue's attitude as if she were investing in the future.

On the other side, Lu Qiang remained frozen in silence.

He sat stiffly on the edge of the sofa, like a stone statue whose soul had been ripped out.

"So what if he's talented? Lu Qiang was the first disciple Wei Hong recruited from scratch after arriving in Rongdu Base City! He accompanied Master Wei around, selecting venues, contacting suppliers, and distributing recruitment flyers, painstakingly building this boxing class and club up little by little! Even without merit, doesn't he deserve the sweat and toil soaked in hope?"

Why should I?!

A surge of molten lava, a mixture of ice and fire, suddenly erupted in his chest!

Why is the Guardian so biased?! Just because someone is talented, he can trample on all their efforts, even making the "victim" apologize to the abuser and watch helplessly as the other person takes his place?!

The sky is falling.

The world's brilliance vanished instantly, leaving only a thick, impenetrable gray.

Humiliation, resentment, and injustice entwined his heart like poisonous vines.

He was very unhappy, and even felt a bit resentful towards Wei Hong.