Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

Zhang Li frowned and glanced at Xu Shifang, trying to spot any injuries on him, but there were none. Quan Zhisui had indeed hit someone, but it was a light strike, as she could tell Xu Shifang wasn’t the type to handle a beating. He didn’t even need to go to the infirmary.

Expulsion?

That punishment was too severe, impossible.

If Xu Shifang hadn’t made a scene, a girl hitting a boy…

Zhang Li found the whole situation somewhat absurd!

Even Zhuge Ying was stunned, giving Xu Shifang several incredulous looks. Last time, when Wei Shixu was beaten up, he hadn’t said a word.

Are you even a man?

How could this escalate to expulsion?

In the end, Zhang Li made the decision to have the two talk it out and handle the matter lightly. Quan Zhisui was also asked to write a self-criticism.

Of course, she didn’t write it. Instead, she sat in the back row of the classroom, deep in thought.

She hadn’t hit him hard enough.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got!

Yan Guanghua’s methods were indeed not simple, including the information he had fed to Zuo Zhiyu. Was it deliberate misinformation?

Was he using Zuo Zhiyu’s mouth to mislead her?

What a terrifying person!

Someone ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‍of such high status, yet targeting a mere high school student.

Her phone vibrated—probably a message from Wei Shixu—but Quan Zhisui didn’t have time to check it.

A classmate by the window shouted, “Quan Zhisui, someone’s looking for you!”

In the hallway, Wei Mingxuan stood there, smiling at her.

This noon seemed unusually busy.

Quan Zhisui raised an eyebrow, suddenly understanding.

Xu Shifang and Wei Mingxuan weren’t acting alone; they were part of a coordinated attack.

A small trick plus another small trick, combining into a big one.

Quan Zhisui glanced at the front row of seats. Wei Shixu was being obedient, not making their relationship public, not coming to the back row to find her.

His way of being in a relationship was almost submissive.

But her phone kept vibrating. Wei Shixu was sending message after message.

Maybe he was offering advice, maybe he wanted to help analyze the situation, or perhaps he was already taking action.

Quan Zhisui couldn’t help but wonder: how did she, a poor girl from the mountains, end up crossing paths with the two most powerful families in Jiangnan?

Between Wei Shixu and Yan Guanghua, who was more formidable?

One had nearly lost his life trying to pursue her, while the other was using every means possible to destroy her.

In terms of intelligence, she was no match for Wei Shixu or Zhuge Ying. In terms of strength, she couldn’t compare to her senior brother Zi Yin or her master.

So, how did she end up facing off against these two top-tier players?

The heavens must be playing a cruel joke on her.

The chessboard of Liangxi Town was too big for her to overturn.

“I’ll have to use you again, my dear boyfriend,” she thought.

As Quan Zhisui stood up, she sent a message to Zuo Zichen.

Wei Mingxuan was a sight to behold in the hallway, with many senior girls sneaking glances at him. He really did resemble Wei Shixu—close enough to be a substitute.

“You’re looking for me?” Quan Zhisui put her phone back in her pocket.

Wei Mingxuan smiled. “I’m here to deliver a message.”

Quan Zhisui: “What is it?”

Wei Mingxuan: “His exact words were: ‘I’ve found your weakness, little kind-hearted one.’”

Quan Zhisui: “Anything else?”

Wei Mingxuan shook his head: “That’s all.”

Quan Zhisui: “Then why are you still standing here?”

Wei Mingxuan: “I have something to say to you myself.”

Quan Zhisui: “Go ahead.”

Wei Mingxuan smiled: “Quan Zhisui, you’re beautiful. I’ve seen your basketball and running videos. If you become my girlfriend, I promise nothing will ever trouble you again.”

Quan Zhisui: “Sorry, I already have a boyfriend.”

This caught Wei Mingxuan off guard. He was visibly stunned.

Just then, Zuo Zichen ran over: “Sis! What’s up?”

Quan Zhisui pointed at Wei Mingxuan: “Hit him. Right now.”

Without hesitation, Zuo Zichen swung his fist!

*Bam!*

He had been training with Quan Zhisui for days, practicing stances, horse steps, and stretches, and had even learned the Xuanwu Fist.

So, with this punch, he knocked Wei Mingxuan to the ground!

Gasps echoed through the hallway. Students from Class 1, Grade 12 rushed out to see what was happening, and even students from neighboring classes crowded into the corridor.

Wei Shixu was also startled, standing up and walking out of the classroom.

Wei Mingxuan lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked up in shock, first at Quan Zhisui, then at Zuo Zichen.

He had been hit?

As a descendant of Liangxi Town’s wealthiest family, he was used to being fawned over. How dare someone hit him?!

Quan Zhisui patted Zuo Zichen’s shoulder: “You’ll need to write a self-criticism later. Two copies.”

Zuo Zichen: “No problem, I’m an expert at these!”

He had written self-criticisms almost daily in his freshman year.

Wei Shixu walked over, smiling: “What’s going on?”

The situation was becoming increasingly absurd. Yan Guanghua probably never imagined she’d start flipping the chessboard again.

Quan Zhisui remained calm: “My brother just beat up your brother. That’s all.”

Zuo Zichen: “Huh???”

He had just realized he had hit Wei Shixu’s brother!

Wei Shixu was still smiling: “And the reason?”

Quan Zhisui: “He asked me to be his girlfriend.”

Wei Mingxuan, both humiliated and furious, raised his voice: “Quan Zhisui! Do you even understand your current situation? Don’t come crying to me later!”

Quan Zhisui crossed her arms and looked at him: “Go ahead, make a scene. Tell Yan Guanghua, and then watch Zuo Zhiyu kneel and beg you.”

Wei Mingxuan finally lost his composure, his face twisting in anger: “You know everything?”

Quan Zhisui: “I do. And I have a message for Yan Guanghua.”

Wei Mingxuan’s expression shifted between shock and suspicion.

Quan Zhisui smiled: “Tell him to stop scheming in the shadows. If he’s got the guts, come to Liangxi Town and face my fists himself.”

Wei Mingxuan’s eyes widened: “You’re asking for death!”

At that moment, Wei Shixu spoke: “Zuo Zichen.”

Zuo Zichen’s heart skipped a beat, but he immediately stepped forward, his face slightly panicked.

Whenever Wei Shixu called him, it was never good news.

And he had just hit Wei Shixu’s brother. What if Wei Shixu blamed him?

Damn it! Sis! My dear sister! You really know how to get me into trouble!

But Wei Shixu’s next words were: “Hit him again.”

Zuo Zichen: “???”

He was completely baffled, his mind buzzing, but his body moved faster than his thoughts.

So, Zuo Zichen proceeded to corner Wei Mingxuan and pummel him relentlessly!

Zuo Zichen had been training, especially under Quan Zhisui’s guidance, and his skills had improved rapidly.

Wei Mingxuan was no match for him and was soon beaten to a pulp.

Amid the chaos, Wei Shixu took Quan Zhisui’s hand, his gaze cold as he looked down at Wei Mingxuan: “No more running. I’m tired of being the one who ends up angry.”

Quan Zhisui reached out with her other hand, gently caressing his handsome face: “Good boy. Help me deal with him. I’ll play with him after my college entrance exams.”

These people were distracting her from her studies.

Wei Shixu’s heart pounded like a roaring engine!

The hallway was filled with noise and commotion. Zuo Zichen didn’t stop hitting Wei Mingxuan because Wei Shixu hadn’t told him to.

A crowd had gathered, shouting and yelling, and someone had gone to fetch a teacher. For the moment, no one noticed Wei Shixu and Quan Zhisui in the corner.

In the midst of the chaos, Wei Shixu lifted Quan Zhisui’s hand to his lips and kissed it.

“I’ll help you destroy him,” he said.

There was already bad blood between them—his ten years, plus her eighteen.