Chapter 101: Accountability

This Martial Artist Is Too Dangerous Square Five 5072 words 2026-03-26 22:39:40

Gu Xi should be arriving soon. Once she’s here, this beautiful school doctor will probably behave herself.

Fang Qingyun guessed that she must have already received the news and would rush over as fast as possible.

Well, Fang Qingyun had to admit there wasn’t that deep an emotional bond between them. But Gu Xi was a rational person. There was no way she’d give up such a broad and sturdy thigh like his.

This beautiful school doctor was not someone to be trifled with!

So stunning, exuding the aura of a noble lady, yet feared within the school…

It was true. Just now, two senior students came to get medicine, and Fang Qingyun saw with his own eyes that both of them kept their heads low the entire time, not daring to glance at the school doctor even once.

Moreover, Fang Qingyun truly felt a tremendous threat emanating from the school doctor.

That feeling was even stronger than from Wang Xuan.

A general-level power, and not an ordinary one at that!

This woman looked no more than in her early twenties yet possessed such strength.

Before Gu Xi had arrived, a group of teachers stormed in aggressively.

“Oh my god!” Fang Qingyun held his head in frustration and said speechlessly, “Can’t you let the injured rest properly?”

“I’m afraid not!” The lead teacher said expressionlessly.

“Fine then,” Fang Qingyun said lazily, “What kind of reward are you preparing for me?”

“Reward?” The teachers sneered, “Just listen to what the students outside are saying. Do you still want to be the student council president?”

Fang Qingyun’s expression turned cold. “If the students’ chatter means I can’t serve as acting president, then I guarantee tomorrow the whole school will be talking about you instead. Believe it or not?”

The teachers were taken aback.

Fang Qingyun sneered disdainfully, “You’re all a bunch of ancient foxes. What game are you playing with me? Speak plainly or get lost!”

“You…” The teachers were furious, shouting, “How dare you treat teachers like this? You’re utterly ill-mannered!”

Fang Qingyun retorted, “Do you even look like teachers? Are you worthy to be teachers?”

“I’ve achieved great merit and am seriously injured. Yet none of the school’s teachers show any support, only coming here to reprimand me. What do you expect me to do? If I weren’t hurt, believe me, I’d slap you all!”

Damn right! If he weren’t injured, do you think he’d be able to speak unscathed? They would have taught him a lesson long ago.

The lead teacher’s face darkened. “Fang Qingyun, whether you achieved great merit isn’t for you to decide.”

“Heh, sorry, but since this involves a seventh-rank psychic bomb, even the teachers don’t have the authority to speak on it. It needs to be reported to the Snake King!” Fang Qingyun said calmly. “I believe the Snake King will give me a satisfactory answer.”

“Don’t think that just because you’re connected to the Snake King, you can do whatever you want.”

“Heh, I do believe that being connected to the Snake King grants you power. And I’m curious,” Fang Qingyun looked at the teachers meaningfully. “Aren’t you all the Snake King’s followers, drinking his water? Yet here you are doubting him. What are you trying to do?”

“Enough, Fang Qingyun, stop wasting words!” The lead teacher took out paper and pen, coldly saying, “We have some questions for you.”

“I know nothing. You don’t need to ask anything!” Fang Qingyun said calmly. “If the teachers want to remove me from the positions of vice president and acting president, be my guest. But I need written proof signed by you all.”

“You…” The teachers were furious, their hearts aching.

Just a student, yet so hard to deal with.

Remove the vice president? Do they even have the authority?

They came in a group, and with the students gossiping outside, shouldn’t Fang Qingyun be trembling with fear? Yet he was so confident, unwavering in the face of the teachers.

On what grounds?

This left the teachers in a dilemma.

After all, teachers are teachers, and students naturally fear them somewhat.

Outside, under the guidance of some schemers, students were rife with gossip about Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong.

The teachers believed that with their numbers and strong words, they could crush Fang Qingyun and get what they wanted.

Who knew Fang Qingyun’s words would be even firmer, airtight, filled with contempt that infuriated the teachers to the brink of explosion, yet they couldn’t find a single flaw.

In fact, Fang Qingyun truly had achieved great merit.

He unearthed a seventh-rank psychic bomb.

Such a feat was a huge accomplishment no matter where it was.

Moreover, he led the mission to eliminate the Fire-Red Mountain bandits and, strictly speaking, succeeded because the bandits had vanished.

Whether they disbanded themselves or were surrounded and wiped out by troops, they were gone.

Fang Qingyun had the audacity to claim all the credit, and no one could say a word.

At least the rumors of many students sacrificed were nonsense.

Trying to use that to topple Fang Qingyun was pure fantasy.

Absolutely impossible!

Whether anyone died or not, the teachers knew very well.

No one but Fang Qingyun was injured.

That was also why the teachers came urgently, ready to suppress Fang Qingyun.

If this truth got out, what would the students think?

The new acting president got injured while no one else was harmed, yet he took all the credit. Heaven help them!

The students would go wild.

The president was such a great guy!

Fang Qingyun’s reputation would soar to unimaginable heights.

“Alright, you all can leave now. I want to sleep!” Fang Qingyun waved his hand and closed his eyes, too lazy to deal with the teachers.

If he weren’t powerless, he would have kicked them all out.

The teachers exchanged glances, snorted in anger, and turned to leave.

“Tsk tsk tsk!” The beautiful school doctor, who had been watching silently, couldn’t help but click her tongue. “The world’s morals are declining, and people’s hearts are not what they used to be.”

Fang Qingyun glanced at her coldly and sneered but said nothing.

That woman — when the teachers arrived, they didn’t even spare her a glance.

Why?

Because she had reined in her aura to the utmost, her whole being somewhat blurred and indistinct, making people subconsciously overlook her.

The teachers at Northwestern Military Academy were at least mid-level generals, with many high-ranking generals among them.

Yet they were affected by this woman’s secret technique.

“My name is Fang Qingyun. What’s yours?”

His voice was calm.

The school doctor smiled faintly. “You can call me Qin Xiangjun.”

“I’ll remember your name,” Fang Qingyun said slowly. “But you should leave now.”

“Indeed.” Qin Xiangjun shrugged and turned to leave.

Gu Xi happened to arrive at that moment, passing by Qin without a glance exchanged.

Neither of the two women looked at the other, simply passing by.

“You’re still staring like your eyeballs might fall out!” Gu Xi teased.

“Heh,” Fang Qingyun smiled faintly and withdrew his gaze.

Finally, he could rest properly.

“The injury is serious,” Gu Xi said, staring at Fang Qingyun’s wounds.

“Not too bad,” Fang Qingyun replied casually. “I should be out of bed in a week at most. What are the rumors about me outside?”

“Don’t think too much about it,” Gu Xi said indifferently. “Those spreading rumors outside are clowns. Anyone with a brain wouldn’t believe them.”

Fang Qingyun was momentarily stunned, then laughed.

Of course, this was Northwestern Military Academy.

A school for high-level martial artists, and all graduates became officers.

If they were truly brainless, they’d be played to death in no time.

“But there’s a bit of trouble with the student council,” Gu Xi frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Quite a few students are openly clamoring to recommend Inspector Wang Xu as the new acting president, the future president.”

“Oh.”

Fang Qingyun pondered. The inspector was currently the most senior member of the student council.

He was responsible for school discipline and popular among students.

He was indeed a strong contender for president.

But!

Fang Qingyun hadn’t forgotten that Zhao Junhong had personally ‘spoken’ with the inspector.

Under such circumstances, the fact that the inspector still dared to make a move struck Fang Qingyun as intriguing.

“Don’t worry about it. Leave it to Old Zhao,” Fang Qingyun said with a low chuckle. Then he reached out, placing his hand on Gu Xi’s thigh, gently stroking it. “Did you miss me?”

Gu Xi rolled her eyes, glanced around, and bit her lip. “You better behave. You’re injured like this, and you’re still thinking about this?”

“Why not?” Fang Qingyun pouted. “The wounds hurt, so I need painkillers. Besides, that area isn’t injured—if it were, you’d be the one crying.”

Gu Xi blushed and glared at Fang Qingyun fiercely. “Not tonight. It’s crowded now—impossible!”

“Alright, tonight then!” Fang Qingyun smiled.

Of course, he wasn’t expecting it now.

He had no special tastes that required others to see his woman’s body.

While Fang Qingyun and Gu Xi flirted, a storm was brewing outside.

At Inspector Wang Xu’s office, a few trusted aides grew restless.

“Boss, this isn’t right. Weren’t we all expecting Fang Qingyun to be reckless in seeking glory? How did the fire end up burning us?”

Wang Xu’s face darkened.

After Qin Ran and another fell from power, he had resolved to restrain himself.

But after another ‘talk’ with Zhao Junhong, he had completely given up hope.

He wasn’t a match for Zhao Junhong, let alone the even stronger Fang Qingyun.

They were younger, more powerful, and had better backing.

What could he compete with?

He didn’t want to lose everything he had now.

So he and Zhao Junhong made an agreement.

As long as Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong guaranteed his and his loyalists’ treatment, he would no longer meddle in student council affairs.

Yet now, a fire had suddenly erupted directly on his head.

What should he do?

Wang Xu’s eyes darkened.

One subordinate suddenly said, “Could this be the work of Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong?”

Wang Xu’s heart stirred.

It was possible.

Were they trying to wipe him out completely?

No!

After some thought, Wang Xu abandoned that guess.

Those two would want to make the student council theirs and eliminate him, but they were already tangled in troubles. They had no time to pick fights with him.

If it were him, he would settle things after stabilizing his position.

Then who could it be?

Could it be the teachers?

Wang Xu’s expression grew savage.

Wang Xuan often turned a blind eye to many things. Thus, the two vice presidents, Qin Ran and Cui Sheng, had expanded their influence by recruiting many teachers.

With what?

Resources, of course.

Now that newcomers had taken over, and they were incredibly strong, although it wasn’t time for the next resource distribution, Wang Xu could tell the teachers weren’t likely to get much extra.

Those most eager to see Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong removed were the teachers of Northwestern Military Academy!

“Heh heh, hahaha!” Wang Xu grinned fiercely.

They had indeed chosen a perfect moment!

The two had just taken over the student council amid great commotion.

Fang Qingyun was severely injured in the hospital.

Only Zhao Junhong remained.

Someone wanted to use all their power to oust Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong.

Though backed by the Snake King, the Snake King wouldn’t help the useless.

If they were driven out directly, the Snake King likely wouldn’t intervene.

“I’ve become a pawn!” Wang Xu paced darkly.

After his hint, the others understood, and the inspector’s office fell silent.

One hesitated, “Boss, is there a chance to use this opportunity to become the student council president yourself?”

Wang Xu’s breath caught.

If he could, of course he wanted it!

But it wasn’t realistic.

Wang Xu shook his head. “Many expect me to rise, but…”

“Then fight for it!” Someone shouted. “Boss, even if we only keep the benefits for a year, tomorrow Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong will surely come after us. Rather than wait, it’s better to fight. If we win, then our future…”

Wang Xu’s breathing grew heavy.

He knew all this well.

Qin Ran and Cui Sheng were defeated.

He, Inspector Wang Xu, was not.

In terms of strength, he was also at the ninth-rank martial artist level, meeting the minimum standard for president.

Many teachers supported him.

Many students did too.

Why not fight?

“There’s one biggest problem!” Wang Xu said coldly. “I can’t beat Fang Qingyun or Zhao Junhong. That’s fatal!”

“So what?” Someone objected. “Wang Xuan isn’t even the strongest in the school. There are juniors who can defeat him.”

He glanced at several directions.

Everyone knew he was looking at the library, the frontline, and the clinic.

“Alright!” Wang Xu suddenly made up his mind and shouted, “Since you all support me, I’ll fight!”

After their discussion, they resolved to act.

But just as they stepped out of the office, they froze.

Forty people had surrounded them, looking at them coldly.

“What are you doing?” Wang Xu’s expression shifted.

He recognized them—all new patrol team members.

Because of the breakup and reformation, plus many new recruits, and promises from Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong, the patrol team was gradually leaning toward them.

Now, they had surrounded the inspector’s office.

Wang Xu’s mind went blank. “Is Zhao Junhong coming after me?”

Have they lost their minds?

He was an important student council member—the inspector!