The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

The dim sunlight shone on the faces of the case team members, and a sense of resentment spread across the training ground.

"I declare this game a victory for the 'criminals'."

When Fang Zhou's voice rang out in the training ground, Lin Shuangshuang knew that there was no chance to prevent defeat.

She calmly accepted the fact, took a deep breath, stared intently at Fang Zhou, and waited for him to announce the winner's name.

Looking at the angry and resentful students below the stage, Fang Zhou silently prayed for Luo Chuan, hoping that the kid could run faster.

"Now, let's announce the winner's name. It is..."

Fang Zhou deliberately stopped here, his gaze slowly sweeping across the crowd. Seeing the barely suppressed anger on their faces, Fang Zhou nodded in satisfaction.

"Luo Chuan".

The students in the training ground were all stunned.

What? Luo Chuan?

Lin Shuangshuang was the first to react, frantically searching for Luo Chuan's figure in the crowd.

She then realized that Luo Chuan hadn't appeared since the afternoon gathering.

The surrounding students erupted in discussion, chattering amongst themselves.

"So that means Luo Chuan wrote that letter. Why did he write it?"

"Who knows? I'm more curious how he knew that the management team was delivering supplies to the warehouse today, and they just happened to disrupt the scene, making it impossible for us to find any clues."

"Really, he didn't collude with the other group?"

Most students weren't actually that angry; the weak have no reason to blame the strong for being too strong.

Even if that letter really was written by Luo Chuan, what he said was indeed correct, because they lost, so they should accept the result.

"But it's really annoying."

Young people often find it difficult to accept failure.

Fang Zhou looked at the dejected students below the stage, sighed helplessly, and began to encourage them:

"One failure doesn't mean anything. You're still young, and you have plenty of time to improve. Figure out why you failed, and you won't lose next time."

Seeing Fang Zhou, who was not much worse off than them, comforting them on stage, the students felt relieved.

Lin Shuangshuang raised her head, her voice calm:

"Coach, we won't deny our defeat, but what about Luo Chuan? Does he, a victor, want to hide from the loser?"

Fang Zhou remained noncommittal when he heard Lin Shuangshuang's question, but his gaze turned to the edge of the training ground.

Everyone turned their gaze to where Fang Zhou was looking.

Luo Chuan stood there expressionless. When he saw everyone looking at him, he appeared relaxed, but his muscles were tense, ready to run away at any moment.

Looking at his expressionless face, Lin Shuangshuang suddenly felt a surge of anger. She had trusted him so much.

Lin Shuangshuang took a deep breath, suppressing her anger: "Luo Chuan, tell me your plan, just as a sign of pity for us weaklings."

Luo Chuan stopped in front of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and then slowly began to speak.

"That letter was written by me."

"I guessed it." Lin Shuangshuang said expressionlessly. "Get to the point."

"The key point is," Luo Chuan paused, "that book never existed in the first place."

The training ground fell silent for a moment.

"What do you mean?" a student asked, frowning.

Luo Chuan patiently explained:

"The purpose of that letter was to make you believe that a book was missing from the warehouse."

Once you believe, you will put all your energy into finding the "stolen book".

You'll search the warehouse for evidence, question the guards, and retrieve the entry and exit records... but no matter how you investigate, you won't find any clues to that book, because it simply doesn't exist.

He paused for a moment to give them time to understand.

"And while you're searching the warehouse, I can just take anything I want right in front of you and commit my crime."

"As for the management team delivering supplies, that was an accident and not part of my plan."

Luo Chuan deliberately omitted something that was also outside his plan: he hadn't expected everyone to choose him as their leader.

For his safety's sake, let's not provoke them too much.

At the same time, he was also moving out silently.

The training ground was completely silent.

"Luo Chuan".

Lin Shuangshuang looked at him, her eyes filled with approval.

"You're a genius. We lost. Even without what happened with the management team, we probably wouldn't have been able to beat you. Come on, go and claim your prize."

Lin Shuangshuang stepped aside, gesturing for Luo Chuan to come over.

But Luo Chuan retreated further and further away, showing no intention of taking the reward.

"What's wrong? Luo Chuan, we won't do anything to you."

Lin Shuangshuang's expression grew even gentler.

"Don't we classmates even have this much trust between us?"

Luo Chuan had already started running out of the school.

"Grab him! Don't let him get away!"

Lin Shuangshuang shouted and took the lead in chasing after Luo Chuan.

The other students followed, shouting in surprise.

"Ah, youth is truly something."

Fang Zhou sighed.

"Why does Brother Fang always like to act so mature?"

Cheng Wenyuan had just dismissed his students and was about to arrive when he saw them chasing after Luo Chuan. He was completely bewildered.

"You don't understand. By the way, do you know that Luo Chuan is leaving Cheng'an?"

Fang Zhou shook his head and asked Cheng Wenyuan.

Cheng Wenyuan was silent for a while.

"I know, it was his own choice, and no one could stop him."

"But he's not an adult yet."

"But he still has the right to choose, and the person who could choose for him is no longer alive."

Cheng Wenyuan closed his eyes.

Fang Zhou shook his head, took the reward from his hand, hugged Xiao Yue, and turned to leave.

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Luo Chuan ran into an empty alley and shook off the group chasing him.

Just as he caught his breath, the gentle voice of the killer suddenly echoed in his mind.

"We should go."

Luo Chuan was startled when a white-robed cultivator and a gray-robed cultivator appeared before him without him noticing.

"Greetings, Divine Lord, Divine Son."

The two monks knelt and bowed in worship.

With Luo Chuan's consent, the killing was temporarily taken over his body.

Get up.

The killing caused the two cultivators to stand up and turn to look at the alley entrance.

"Yo,"

Fang Zhou stood at the alley entrance, holding the cat, staring expressionlessly at the three people inside.

"I've come to deliver the winner's prize to you."

Fang Zhou casually tossed out a token that read, "Outstanding student of Cheng'an Academy, a subordinate unit of Wansheng Sect."

The murderous gaze turned to the token with a complex expression. With this token, Luo Chuan's safety would be somewhat guaranteed.

Even though Luo Chuan wasn't a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, this token would still make some people hesitant.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Killing on behalf of Luo Chuan bowed in gratitude.

Fang Zhou shook his head, turned around, and disappeared.

"Senior Slaughter, you seem to be somewhat different from Senior Fang Zhou."

Luo Chuan asked the question of slaughter in his mind.

"I just wanted to get acquainted with him beforehand; his future achievements will definitely surpass mine."

With a wave of his hand, the three of them vanished from Cheng'an City.