Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"Then which family or clan is in charge now?" the Qin Emperor continued to ask.

"The Zhou family, the Zhou clan," Qin Yu replied.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor Qin's pupils constricted sharply, and a rare look of shock appeared on his usually calm face as he said:

"What!?"

Seeing this, Qin Yu asked curiously, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the Zhou family?"

The Emperor Qin's face instantly turned terrifyingly grim, and his voice was filled with chilling coldness as he coldly said:

"The Zhou family is..."

However, before the Emperor Qin could finish speaking, his figure suddenly vanished.

It was clear that the remaining spiritual energy was no longer enough to sustain his remaining soul.

Qin Yu was completely confused, not knowing what the Zhou family had done.

However, judging from the old ancestor's expression just now, he must have a great grudge against the Zhou family.

That's perfect, since he's planning a rebellion anyway, he can avenge his ancestors all at once.

Qin Yu thought to himself with satisfaction, then respectfully bowed towards the spot where the Qin Emperor's figure had vanished:

"Respectfully sending our ancestor to heaven, I hope I'll still be your ancestor in the next life, ugh, I mean, your ancestor will still be me, ugh, I..."

Just then, Qin Yu faintly heard five words drifting from the sky:

"Fuck you."

"..."

Before Qin Yu could recover, everything went black again, and his figure vanished from the palace.

Meanwhile, professors and mentors at various universities were pacing anxiously back and forth.

Nearly half a day has passed, and we still haven't found a single trace. How am I going to explain this to the school when I get back?

Li Zheng glanced at the time and realized that an hour had passed. He then dialed Feng Qingyang's number, his voice somewhat heavy, and said:

"Principal Feng, there's still no news about those kids."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang's heart sank, and he nodded, saying:

"Okay, I understand. I'll contact His Majesty the Emperor right now and ask him for help."

As he spoke, Feng Qingyang quickly hung up the phone and dialed the mobile phone number of Eunuch Wei, a favorite of His Majesty the Emperor.

Soon, the call connected, and a slightly effeminate male voice came from the other end:

"Principal Feng, what brings you to call me today?"

Feng Qingyang quickly explained what had happened.

Upon hearing this, Wei Lixian said he needed to consult the Emperor, and then hung up the phone.

About ten minutes later, he called Feng Qingyang again.

"Principal Feng, His Majesty said that the Martial Venerable is the cornerstone of the nation and should not be easily touched."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang became somewhat anxious and hurriedly said:

"Eunuch Wei, listen to me, everyone else is fine, but Qin Yu is different!"

"He is a peerless genius that I have only seen once in hundreds of years, in the Imperial Capital University, and even in the entire Great Xia!"

"If he were to disappear completely, it would be a huge loss for the entire Great Xia Dynasty. Therefore, I believe that his value is worth the efforts of powerful figures at the Martial Venerable Realm to rescue him."

"Really, I..."

Feng Qingyang wanted to say something more, but Wei Lixian interrupted him with a smile:

"Alright, Principal Feng, His Majesty only said that Martial Venerables should not be acted upon lightly, but he did not say that they absolutely could not be acted upon."

Feng Qingyang was taken aback upon hearing this, but immediately understood Wei Lixian's implied meaning, and said with delight:

"So that means His Majesty agrees?"

"Your Majesty can help, but it will require 10,000 battle merit points in exchange."

"What!? Ten thousand!???"

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened instantly, his jaw nearly dropping in shock.

He fought on the battlefield for decades, achieving great feats, but in the end, he only accumulated a little over seven thousand points.

Now they're asking for ten thousand of them! Isn't that just asking for his life?!

"Eunuch Wei, could His Majesty please make an exception? I really don't have that many points."

Upon hearing this, Wei Lixian chuckled and said:

"Principal Feng, you know His Majesty's temper, you can't..."

Wei Lixian stopped abruptly, but Feng Qingyang knew what he wanted to say: he was telling him not to push his luck.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Feng Qingyang's face, but he ultimately gritted his teeth and decided:

"can!"

Afterwards, Feng Qingyang hung up the phone and began calling his old comrades one by one to borrow merit points.

In the end, thanks to his good relationships with others, he managed to scrape together 10,000 battle merit points and handed them over in exchange for the help of a Martial Venerable Realm expert.

After doing all this, Feng Qingyang sat in his office and waited anxiously.

About two and a half minutes later, Li Zheng called.

"Principal Feng, they're back! They're all back!!"

"What!? Explain yourself clearly, what exactly is back!?"

"Those are the missing students! They've all come back!"

"real!?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy.

Oh shit.

Who knew the Martial Venerable would act so quickly!?

It's only been a short time, and it's already resolved.

Feng Qingyang asked with a smile:

"Dean Li, which Martial Venerable master came to our rescue this time? Please convey my thanks to him."

"Martial Lord?"

Li Zheng was taken aback upon hearing this: "The Martial Venerable didn't come here. These students all reappeared out of thin air and returned to their original positions."

"What!?"

Feng Qingyang's mouth dropped open, and his head was buzzing.

"Holy crap! My 10,000 points!!!"