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Chapter 24: I Don't Know How to Fight
Clean and efficient.
No unnecessary movements, even considering the direction of the blood spray after death.
The blade between his fingers left not a single drop of blood.
Silently put away.
Yu Sheng looked towards where Liu Qingfeng was, his face marked by confusion. "The policy you mentioned, why haven't I seen it?"
"Did I miss something?"
Liu Qingfeng's gaze at Yu Sheng was complex, uncertain of his own thoughts at that moment: "It's a regulation only understood by those who have truly undergone the awakening."
"It's meaningless for ordinary people to know."
"It might even lead them to their death out of greed."
Listening to Liu Qingfeng's explanation, Yu Sheng nodded thoughtfully.
There were still laws he didn't know about.
It seemed he needed to strive to become an awakener sooner. That way, he wouldn’t be so passive in similar situations in the future.
After all...
He really wasn't good at fighting, just at killing.
Looking at Yu Sheng at that moment, one would hardly believe... he had just killed a man.
Was there really no psychological burden?
Even in death, the beggar's eyes were wide open, his last second alive marked by fear, madness, and... regret. These emotions made it unbearable for the students present to watch.
Some of the more timid had already completely closed their eyes, turned away, lacking even the courage to take another look.
Liu Qingfeng watched the students’ reactions, his disappointment increasingly evident.
"Is this your first time seeing someone die?"
"Do you feel..."
"Why must one resort to killing? Could Yu Sheng be too cruel?"
"After all, it's a life."
Liu Qingfeng's voice was cold. The two teachers seemed like they wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
Most students looked bewildered, glancing subconsciously at Liu Qingfeng. Though they said nothing, their expressions spoke volumes.
That's just how it was.
For them, the beggar was merely someone who had rushed in and was killed.
They had just been lying on the ground the whole time.
So as far as hating the beggar...
There really wouldn't be much of that.
Liu Qingfeng scoffed, his gaze on the students devoid of any emotion: "If it weren't for Yu Sheng stopping them, the ones dead now... would be you."
"Or do you think that with a few teachers here, there wouldn't be any problems?"
"But what if those who came were beyond even our ability to defeat?"
"What would you do then?"
"I've observed you all day, and I am disappointed."
"Because all of you seem to think that being an awakener means being glorious in public, living a wealthy life, and being respected."
"Yet, you are afraid of blood, afraid of life."
"Even if it's the life of an enemy."
"If you don't even have the courage to kill a member of the Cult, how can you go to Demon-Suppressing Pass and face one terrifying demon beast after another?"
"Now, everyone, sit next to that corpse."
"Go and look!"
"Look at his wounds, look into his eyes."
"Keep looking until you can overcome the fear in your hearts."
"If you can't even overcome a dead man, what will you use to protect humanity? Your mouths?"
"Of course, if you can't handle it, go over there," he pointed to a corner, "and tomorrow morning we will send you back to school. Perhaps being an ordinary person is truly the best choice for you."
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Liu Qingfeng looked around.
There was no room for negotiation.
For some reason, at that moment, Liu Qingfeng seemed to exude a subtle aura of solemnity.
More like a soldier than a teacher.
The students exchanged glances.
Du Xu looked at Yu Sheng's calm face, gritted his teeth, and sat down next to the beggar's corpse. His eyes, visible behind his mutton chop beard, stared straight into the eyes of the beggar.
He appeared utterly fearless.
However, his clenched and slightly trembling hands ultimately betrayed his inner thoughts.
Zhao Zicheng's face was pale, and he shivered as he slowly shuffled toward the corpse, muttering to himself.
"I'm not scared..."
"My dad is the Director of the Security Bureau..."
"If he's not scared, I shouldn't be either."
He continued to psych himself up, finally plopping down next to Du Xu, though his movement was a bit exaggerated.
Du Xu, who had been maintaining a calm expression, was startled by the noise next to him and nearly jumped to his feet.
Realizing it was Zhao Zicheng, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Gradually, two more students walked over, but most remained where they were, including Xiao Zifeng, who had previously demonstrated considerable intelligence.
Observing these students, who were rooted in place with eyes full of fear and hesitation, Liu Qingfeng sighed and looked towards the other two teachers, saying weakly, "Arrange for the school bus to take them back tomorrow morning."
"Being an ordinary person might indeed be the best outcome for them."
The two teachers also seemed somewhat silent, nodding quietly.
Yu Sheng, on the other hand, was curiously observing the students, with a hint of perplexity as if wondering, can a dead person truly be so frightening?
The truly terrifying ones should be those who are alive.
Little did he know that at this moment, he had also cast an indelible shadow in the hearts of these students.
Yu Sheng... had killed someone.
This fact would spread across the campuses of Mobei City within a few days, sparking countless debates.
"Sometimes I feel... Mo Pavilion has protected them too well," Liu Qingfeng mused aloud.
"I wonder what they will think when they one day see the scenes at Demon-Suppressing Pass."
After saying this, Liu Qingfeng's gaze fell on Yu Sheng.
"Come outside with me."
Leaving these words behind, Liu Qingfeng headed towards the factory's exit.
Yu Sheng followed quietly behind Liu Qingfeng, not uttering a word.
...
"Have you killed before?" Liu Qingfeng asked, standing at the factory entrance and looking up at the bright moon in the night sky.
"Uh-huh," Yu Sheng nodded gently.
Liu Qingfeng was not surprised, as Yu Sheng's skilled maneuvers alone were telling—every strike aimed for a vital spot.
"When was the first time you killed?"
Suddenly, Liu Qingfeng became intensely interested in Yu Sheng's past. It was hard for him to imagine why a mere eighteen-year-old could be so calm, alert, and even... cold.
Perhaps "cold" wasn't quite the right word.
His eyes conveyed complete indifference.
Indifference toward life.
Not just toward enemies, but toward himself as well.
Yu Sheng paused briefly to think: "I think I was six years old, maybe five, I can't quite remember."
"I killed someone in Sin City."
"It's not illegal!"
Yu Sheng suddenly explained with a serious expression!
He looked at Liu Qingfeng with suspicion.
It was as if he expected Liu Qingfeng to call the Security Bureau the next second and report him.