Chris enjoyed breakfast meticulously prepared by the maid before taking the luxury black car back to the academy.
Sitting in the back seat, she patted her unsatisfactory little belly.
Recently, the academy was abuzz with unscrupulous gossip about a senior sister being Visit NovelHub for more amazing novels and chapters.
Chris was scoffing at the rumors happily, but soon her laughter faded.
The college girl being kept turned out to be me!
The campus gossip intensified, many tutors believed it, and Chris, unable to defend herself, failed to convince anyone despite days of explanation.
Chris: I go out every night to give a lesson to a friend.
Gossipers: We get it, no need to explain.
Sometimes the truth isn’t important; what matters is the sensational story, and the beautiful senior caught as a plump tycoon’s mistress is a much hotter topic than the romance of a senior and a young nobleman.
Chris explained over and over again that Wayne was not plump, but no one believed her.
Last night, while tutoring Wayne, she proposed that there was no need for a private car to pick her up daily, and she could just take the bus.
The campus rumors were too embarrassing. Admitting the truth felt like a confession, and Chris, unwilling to mention it, was very vague in her explanations, so it was impossible for Wayne to agree.
The reason was simple: Chris was tutoring him for free and even paying for her transportation. If this got out, how could Wayne save face in society?
Chris had no choice but to suck it up.
Besides, the snacks at Wayne’s place were really delicious; every time she saw the food prepared by the maid, she couldn’t bear to refuse.
Chris looked out the car window at the early risers, some biking, others rushing for the subway, and compared them with herself settling into the luxury car’s back seat, feeling as though she had grown corrupt from the habit.
"This is a bad habit; I need to find a way to decline him."
Commercial Street, Wayne Detective Agency.
Wayne arrived early, but didn’t find Mona at the office. Being a detective was a very free job; it was normal to not see your colleagues for half a month since they were almost always out on the job.
He put on his white gloves, entered the archive room, and pulled out Mona’s employment report, which had her detailed information: height, age, education, resume, phone number, and home address.
"Single, lives alone..."
"The plot is getting more and more to my liking!"
Wayne noted the home address, replaced the file, and put the white gloves back into his jacket pocket.
In the afternoon, he drove to Lando Manor, receiving Hefei’s testing for the fourth consecutive day. After finishing the testing phase, there was also the bonus of Veronica volunteering benefits.
The Dragon Blood Girl had a strong will to win. Knowing Wayne’s impure motives, she still insisted on keeping him down until she was satisfied.
Wayne enjoyed the testing very much, the benefits were indeed numerous, no, what he relished was the teacher’s testing phase.
To better stimulate potential, Hefei almost never struck back when facing students, only throwing a symbolic punch at the end to recover a bit of dignity.
Wayne’s speed and strength increased daily, and he was soon slightly ahead of Veronica.
Of course, this was when Veronica wasn’t transformed.
Dragon Blood involved life transformation, and both Hefei and Veronica had evolved to different extents, capable of strengthening their physical strength and defenses by transforming.
Veronica was somewhat weaker; Wayne could grapple with her and hold his ground, but he couldn’t do anything against Hefei—a punch felt like hitting a steel plate.
Half an hour later, Hefei floored Wayne with a punch and, seeing the student rolling on the ground, gave Veronica a look.
I’ve trained your child for you, just take her and she’ll be ready to use.
Veronica didn’t understand, thinking it was her turn to enter the fray, and charged up with her fists clenched.
Hefei pressed down on Veronica’s head, spun her around by the shoulders, gently pushed her from behind, telling her to go back where she came from.
"This child... given such good genes, how did she not inherit her parents’ shrewd minds?"
Hefei whispered a complaint, suspecting Austin had been unfaithful, otherwise their daughter wouldn’t be so naïve.
She asked Butler to bring the blood-drawing tools, making it clear that a bloodline test was essential for the student and couldn’t be skipped; it was necessary for targeted training.
Wayne nodded, a vial of blood was no big deal.
Others were unaware, looking at him with speculative, colored eyes, suspecting an extraordinary lineage. He knew very well—pure human, relying entirely on "The Book of Greed" to game the system, the test wouldn’t reveal anything.
Butler tied a tourniquet around Wayne’s arm, disinfected it, and drew the blood with a syringe.
Wayne was surprised by the syringe; his skin was thick and tough, with high friction tolerance, to be pierced so easily, perhaps the syringe’s needle was a magical weapon?
After collecting the blood, Butler pressed a cotton swab on Wayne’s arm. The blood was sealed into a glass tube and placed into a briefcase.
"The test results will take some time to come back. Before then, you continue to tap into your potential and don’t rush into the silver cross training phase. After I’ve extracted all your potential, I’ll personally instruct you," Hefei said seriously.
When the time came, she would tailor a curriculum for the student based on the report, teaching battle techniques and Faith Magic, according to the student’s strengths.
After saying this, Hefei left hastily with the briefcase.
Wayne saw Veronica eager to try, impatient, and threw away the cotton swab and beckoned to her, "I’ll say it upfront, this is a ring; it’s normal to make contact with certain parts. You can hit back, but don’t verbally attack me."