Chapter 233 The Assassin

Outside the gates of the Royal Academy

Chen Xuan had finally reunited with his daughter and safely taken Chen Qiu'er into his care. He was now preparing to leave with her.

Holding his daughter in his arms, he felt an odd sense of déjà vu—like an old father picking up his child. Yet, in reality, he was still very young. Xiao Wu was only twenty, and their daughter was already seven or eight years old. If people heard about this, it would surely shock them.

Nearby, the gathered students were completely dumbfounded, standing there in a daze, unable to believe what they were witnessing.

The infamous wild little demoness, the violent leader of the lower-grade students, had actually thrown herself into a man's embrace and called him "Daddy"?!

To them, this was nothing short of earth-shattering news. It was utterly unbelievable.

That man looked no older than eighteen. No matter what, they couldn't believe he was truly Chen Qiu'er's father.

The commotion quickly reached the ears of the Royal Academy's faculty. Upon hearing that a stranger had arrived to abduct their little tyrant, Chen Qiu'er, they were so startled that they abandoned their meals and immediately rushed outside.

Even the dean, a powerful Soul Saint, had been alarmed. Alongside several teachers, he hurried toward the entrance.

"Come on, let's go. Daddy's taking you out of here," Chen Xuan put his daughter down, ready to take her to the Star Luo Palace to properly thank Davis.

"Okay!" Chen Qiu'er nodded eagerly, gripping her father's hand tightly. Wherever Daddy went, she would follow. She had been stifled in this academy for too long—no one played with her, and it was unbearably boring.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, several figures leaped out, swiftly surrounding them and blocking their path.

"Young man, which country sent you as a spy? Where do you think you're taking her?" An elderly man strode forward with an imposing presence.

He had short white hair and a square-shaped face, his expression fierce as he locked his gaze onto Chen Xuan, his tone brimming with hostility.

The others surrounding them were equally aggressive, their eyes filled with suspicion, treating Chen Xuan as if he were an assassin sent by a rival nation.

"That's the dean and Teacher Li! Why are they here?!" Nearby students gasped in shock. The dean rarely showed himself, yet he had appeared today.

Both of them were powerful Soul Saints, the strongest individuals in this Royal Academy branch.

"Young man, put down Chen Qiu'er. Otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless," the middle-aged man named Teacher Li warned, his gaze sharp and murderous.

The other teachers also emanated a threatening aura, soul power surging, ready to unleash their abilities if Chen Xuan made a single wrong move.

"Gentlemen, I believe there's a misunderstanding. I am Qiu'er's father. Isn't it reasonable for me to come and pick up my daughter?" Chen Xuan calmly stated his identity, unwilling to resort to violence.

At the same time, he felt grateful toward Davis. These people were evidently assigned to protect his daughter, and judging by their reactions, they took their duty seriously.

"You say you're Qiu'er's father?" The teachers all chuckled, as if they had just heard the world's most ridiculous joke.

Teacher Li's expression remained icy as he sneered, "Kid, at least come up with a better excuse. Do you have a death wish?"

The other teachers wore similar cold expressions. They all knew that Davis had explicitly stated that Chen Qiu'er's father had died long ago, and it was strictly forbidden to mention the matter in front of the little girl.

Just as they were about to take action, Chen Qiu'er stepped forward and explained, insisting that this man was indeed her father.

Their first instinct was that she was being coerced. Otherwise, why would she say something so absurd?

Chen Qiu'er was the daughter of the breathtakingly beautiful Xiao Wu. Meanwhile, the young man before them looked completely ordinary. Claiming he was that stunning woman's husband? They wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

"Qiu'er, don't be afraid. If you're being threatened, just blink. We're here, and no one will dare harm you!" The dean and Teacher Li reassured her while keeping a wary eye on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's lips twitched. Do I really look like some human trafficker?!

The little girl was completely exasperated by their disbelief. She placed her hands on her hips and pointed at the dean's nose.

"Dean! Teacher Li! Have you both gone senile?! I already told you—this is my dad! Believe it or not, I don't care!"

She snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and slightly lifted her chin, looking down at them with a proud and haughty air.

Despite being small, she had a domineering presence, just like a gang leader. She showed no fear of the teachers in front of her.

The teachers hesitated. The demoness wasn't acting controlled or frightened at all… Could this man truly be her father? The husband of the legendary beauty, Xiao Wu?

But the age gap was just… It was too hard to believe.

Chen Xuan's eyelid twitched uncontrollably. Is this really my obedient little daughter? Her personality is exactly like Xiao Wu's when she was a child—she's inherited all the bad habits.

"Everyone, I really am Qiu'er's father. I was trapped in a dangerous situation for many years and only recently woke up." He reiterated his identity, explaining that he had been in a deep slumber due to an accident.

The teachers deliberated. Seeing his sincerity and with Chen Qiu'er vouching for him, they finally accepted his identity.

Even so, they still found it absurd. The man looked no older than eighteen, yet he was the father of a seven- or eight-year-old girl. It defied logic.

Moreover, Xiao Wu was a peerless beauty, capable of captivating nations. Shouldn't her husband be an extraordinary genius? How could he be such an unremarkable young man?

Several of the teachers had admired Xiao Wu in the past, pursued her, and even confessed their feelings—only to be mercilessly rejected.

Now, seeing the husband of the woman they had admired standing before them left them feeling uncomfortable, as if a rock was pressing on their chests.

"Sigh… A flower stuck in a pile of dung," one middle-aged teacher muttered bitterly before walking away to prepare for the afternoon's classes.

Chen Xuan's sharp hearing picked it up clearly, and his face darkened. If these people hadn't protected Qiu'er before, he would have taught them a lesson.

"Dean, I appreciate all of you taking care of Qiu'er during this time," Chen Xuan said, bowing slightly toward the white-haired old man. Then he informed them of his intention to take Qiu'er to the palace.

Chen Qiu'er eagerly waved her little hands. Finally! No more school!

"Chen Xuan, I'm afraid that's not possible. If you plan to take Qiu'er away, I'd advise you to wait a few more days," the old dean said.

Chen Xuan frowned. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"Don't misunderstand," Teacher Li interjected. "The problem is… There are many spies in Star Luo City who want Qiu'er dead. Several powerful assassins have already been sent after her."

"The academy is the safest place for her. If she leaves, she will be attacked."

"What kind of people would target a little girl? Don't they have any shame?" Chen Xuan's expression turned ice-cold. He had heard rumors that his daughter was being watched, but hearing that actual assassination attempts had taken place filled him with fury. His blood was boiling.

Before, he had been absent. But now, if anyone dared to harm his daughter, they would have to pay with blood.

He was determined to hunt down whoever was behind this. No matter who they were—even if they were a peerless Titled Douluo—he would make them pay.

Teacher Li sighed. "Qiu'er's talent is too exceptional. No one wants to see her grow stronger. Many powerful figures in the city are watching her closely—even some near-Titled Douluo level."

"Chen Xuan, stay in the academy for a few days. We'll inform the prince to send a team of Soul Douluo-level guards to escort you out. That would be the safest option."

The old dean shook his head. Chen Xuan is too young. If Qiu'er stays with him, trouble will follow sooner or later.

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