Extreme Almightiest Young Master Chapter 32

"What? A Blood Disaster? I think you’re the one who has that!" Rafael retorted stiffly to Lin Feng and quickly left.

"A dog biting Lv Dongbin." Lin Feng shook his head and couldn’t be bothered to pay him any more attention. They were not close, and it was already decent of him to give a warning, especially considering he had taken over Rafael’s job.

"You call that good words? Even a good man would faint from anger upon hearing them." Leng Mei thought Lin Feng’s talk of a Blood Disaster was deliberately meant to provoke Rafael.

"I just saw that his facial features suggest a strong fiery temperament, with a shadow over his brow, indicating a blood vessel issue within the day," Lin Feng said very seriously.

"Still going on about physiognomy? Don’t tell me that in addition to language, you can also predict the future, like some kind of half-immortal?" Leng Mei was puzzled. Lin Feng would sometimes seriously spout nonsense. What era was this? He still talked about omens like a Blood Disaster.

"Not bad, I know a bit of those things. Should I do a reading for you too?" Lin Feng nodded as he replied.

"As if I’d believe you. However, I reckon Rafael really might strike this afternoon. You should come and substitute," Leng Mei said dispassionately.

"Okay, if he really doesn’t show, I’ll substitute." Lin Feng quickly nodded in agreement.

...

As soon as Lin Feng entered the classroom in the afternoon, he was spotted by Ye Xiaoyu and her friends.

"Teacher Lin, that’s great, you’re teaching today." Ye Xiaoyu enthusiastically inquired, preferring Lin Feng over Rafael. Not only was Lin Feng younger, but he also spoke French better than the French—how awesome was that.

"Yeah, your Teacher Rafael isn’t coming today, so I’m subbing again. What, not happy to see me?" Lin Feng asked.

"Happy, of course we’re happy. Um, Sister Rongrong is even happier. Right, Sister Rongrong?!" Ye Xiaoyu teased with a wink as she turned to Mao Rongrong.

"If you’re happy, then just you be happy. Why drag me into it?" Mao Rongrong grumbled inwardly, wishing for a bit of peace.

"Let Teacher Lin have a break before class; let’s get ready too," Mao Rongrong glowered at Ye Xiaoyu and waved her off, silencing her.

Without giving it much thought, Lin Feng found a place to sit and pondered how he should conduct today’s class.

The bell rang, and Lin Feng walked up to the podium, announcing, "Today we’re going to try a different method. What if I recite a Shakespearean sonnet for you in French?"

What? This works? Isn’t that a bit too...? Shakespeare was British, but Teacher Lin is planning to recite in French—what’s going on? Ye Xiaoyu was stunned, thinking why had she never thought to do it this way before?

"Sister Rongrong, do you know how to?" Ye Xiaoyu nudged Mao Rongrong and asked.

"I don’t," Mao Rongrong replied regretfully, her eyes firmly fixed on Lin Feng, feeling more and more that Teacher Lin was not just any ordinary teacher. He was enigmatic at times, but he certainly looked good while teaching.

Unknowingly, Lin Feng had taken root in Mao Rongrong’s heart...

"For nature’s pattern to the lovely we owe,

That beauty’s rose might never die,

But as the riper should by time decease,

His tender heir might bear his memory;

......"

The poetry was melodious and beautiful, and with Lin Feng’s alluring French accent, everyone was transported into a wondrous Illusion Realm...

My God, so it can be done this way. The flavor of reading a poem in French seems so much better than in English. I’ve got to try this out myself. It must be really cool for picking up girls. Why didn’t I discover this sooner? A male student pondered regretfully.

At that moment, nearly all the students were captivated by Lin Feng’s voice; the boys were thinking of how to use this technique to charm girls, while the girls were admiring Lin Feng’s talents, wishing their boyfriends could be as gifted as Teacher Lin...

"Sister Rongrong, doesn’t Teacher Lin look so charming when he teaches? Don’t you think so?" Ye Xiaoyu’s eyes sparkled as she stared at Lin Feng on the stage and casually posed the question to Mao Rongrong.

"He’s okay, definitely better than Rafael at least." But in her heart, Mao Rongrong thought, this Teacher Lin is truly talented. So young and yet he’s mastered French so well! It wouldn’t be bad if he were my boyfriend. Huh? Why am I thinking this way...

The sudden thought startled Mao Rongrong, and she wondered what was going on with her today. Her heart became somewhat confused.

While everyone was listening, rapt with attention, there suddenly came a knock on the door. Two police officers then entered, interrupting Lin Feng’s lesson.

Police, what are the police doing in our classroom? What’s going on? This question surged through everyone’s minds as they stared at the officers, eager to find out what was happening.

"Hello, are you Lin Feng, Mr. Lin?" A police officer directly addressed Lin Feng at the lectern.

"Yes, I am." Lin Feng responded, also curious about what was going on and why the police would come to the classroom to find him.

"Here’s the situation, we’re from the Southern District Public Security Bureau and we received a report claiming that you directed someone to attack and harm a foreign teacher named Rafael. The bureau has sent the two of us here to ask you to come back and assist with the investigation," added another police officer.

Hearing this, Lin Feng’s eyebrows knitted together tightly. He thought to himself, I haven’t left the school today. How could I have launched an attack on Rafael? What is Rafael up to?!

"Officer, could there be some mistake? How could our Teacher Lin possibly retaliate against Mr. Rafael?" Ye Xiaoyu immediately stood up upon hearing this because he had a very good impression of Lin Feng and couldn’t believe that such a refined person could ever physically attack Teacher Raphael. There has to be evidence for accusing Teacher Lin of retaliation, right? Can people just be arrested without any proof?

"What assault are you talking about? Have you got your facts straight? Police can’t just arrest anyone on a whim." Li Yong stood up abruptly. Despite still being a student, his physical presence and aura made the young officer jump.

With his standing up and Ye Xiaoyu speaking out, the rest of the students in the class stood up as well, all starting to speak one after another.

"Uh, we’re not clear about the detailed circumstances. This afternoon, a foreigner named Raphael came to the station and reported that he was assaulted, and the assailants claimed to have been instructed by Lin Feng. We’re just following standard procedure, merely asking Mr. Lin to assist with the investigation to clarify the actual situation. If there’s nothing amiss, he’ll be back soon," the first young officer said, seeing that the students were crowding around and getting a bit nervous, worrying that things could become difficult if the students acted impulsively, and he quickly added his piece.

"Everyone, don’t worry. Keep reviewing on your own, I’ll go and see what’s going on," Lin Feng said, wanting to understand the situation himself and also not wanting the students to get too worked up.

"You all go back to your self-study. It’s nothing serious, I’ll be back soon, don’t worry," Lin Feng told his students to continue their self-study, then turned and followed the two police officers out...

"Do you think Teacher Lin could have done what the police said?" one student whispered.

"How could that be possible? Such a cultured person, how could he? I think there’s an issue with Teacher Raphael."

"I think so too. Teacher Lin is so young and capable, how could he do something so foolish? But why, then?"

...

The students were all eagerly discussing what was happening with Lin Feng.

"Sister Rongrong, do you think Teacher Lin really hit Professor Raphael?! Teacher Lin is such a good person, how could he?" Ye Xiaoyu asked Mao Rongrong with a gaze that was a mix of anxiety and uncertainty, not knowing what to do.

"We’ve been together all day, if you don’t know, how would I know?" Mao Rongrong also furrowed her brows, puzzled.

"But he was taken away by the police! Aren’t you worried at all?" Ye Xiaoyu’s eyes widened, showing a mix of worry and slight frustration.

"What’s the use of worrying?" Although Mao Rongrong was anxious too, she still managed to stay somewhat calm and think clearly. She then said, "It’s better to let the Dean handle this. Come on, let’s go find the Dean."

Taking Ye Xiaoyu’s hand, the two hurriedly left the classroom and rushed to Dean Leng Mei’s office.

"Knock knock," Mao Rongrong knocked on the door.

"Come in," Leng Mei said casually, but as soon as she saw that Mao Rongrong and Ye Xiaoyu had entered, she asked with a hint of surprise, "What are you two doing here instead of in class? Where’s Lin Feng? Is he letting you run around during class time?"

These two beautiful girls were the treasures of their college; not only were they attractive, but they were also excellent students, consistently earning top scholarships and requiring no concern from others. Leng Mei always tried to offer them some help and was quite familiar with them.

"Dean, Teacher Lin has been taken away by the police," Ye Xiaoyu blurted out anxiously as soon as she entered.

What? Lin Feng was taken away by the police? How is that possible?! Could there be a mistake? But seeing Ye Xiaoyu’s genuinely anxious appearance, Leng Mei, who knew them well, instead turned to Mao Rongrong and asked, "Is what she’s saying true?"

"Well, he wasn’t taken away by the police. He was taken to assist with an investigation," Mao Rongrong thought for a moment, considering her words carefully before speaking.

"Hmm? Do you know what it’s about? Did it really require the police to come to the school and take someone away for questioning?" Leng Mei’s brow furrowed tightly, puzzled, and asked again.

"According to the police, it seems that Teacher Raphael was beaten by several people who insist that it was Teacher Lin who told them to do it. Then he reported it to the Southern District Bureau," Mao Rongrong answered carefully, knowing that informing Leng Mei honestly would help Lin Feng.

"Ah, I understand. You two should return to class now. I’ll handle this." Leng Mei spoke, her mind whirring with the task of figuring out what had actually happened.

"But..." Ye Xiaoyu still felt uneasy, not sure what Leng Mei could do.

"Let’s go back first. We’ll leave this to the Dean," Mao Rongrong said, pulling Ye Xiaoyu out of the office and leaving Leng Mei to contemplate the situation alone. Mao Rongrong knew that Leng Mei needed to think about how to help Lin Feng.

Instructing others to commit violence? What a joke; how could Lin Feng be that kind of person? Leng Mei didn’t know Lin Feng very well, but from his refined mannerisms and conversation, she felt deeply that he was a person of substance. How could he possibly seek revenge? Could it be that Raphael was deliberately framing him, or was there some misunderstanding? With these thoughts in mind, she grabbed a coat, quickly descended the stairs, and headed toward the Southern District Public Security Bureau.