Wanyan Zhenghe rode on the pure-blooded Ferghana Horse and circled around Sun Mo and Mei Ziyu. He couldn't help but mock them.
"As expected of a great ancestor in spirit runes. You are so confident. The other intern teachers are all walking, but you are riding a horse."
Wanyan Zhenghe grabbed his horsewhip and really wanted to whip Sun Mo's face, ruining his appearance. However, he didn't dare to.
It wasn't a problem for him to bully an intern teacher. Even if he were to kill or cripple the intern teacher, his father would be able to settle it. However, if he were to kill a quasi-ancestor-level adept, the consequences would be too severe.
Wanyan Zhenghe believed in his younger sister's talent and capabilities in this subject. Therefore, he also believed in her judgment. Therefore, he couldn't afford to offend someone like Sun Mo.
Putting aside Sun Mo's personal teacher and fellow apprentice brothers, even the Saint Gate wouldn't spare him. Otherwise, if he couldn't even protect the life of a great teacher, how would he be able to govern all the great teachers in the Nine Provinces?
Moreover, Sun Mo had even broken the fastest record for clearing the Dragon Subduing Palace and carved his portrait on the Giant Dragon Rampart. If he were to injure such a genius...
Even the principal could break his legs, and with the principal's influence, he could even force him out of the position of the crown prince.
This was the influence of a famous and talented great teacher. Wanyan Zhenghe's lackeys didn't even dare to bark at Sun Mo anymore.
"Are you angry?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"You …"
Wanyan Zhenghe was about to explode from anger. Sun Mo's tone and expression were really asking for a beating. However, he was also a scheming person. He didn't say anything ruthless and endured it.
Hmph, just you wait, I'll definitely give you seven Black Stars and ruin your reputation.
"Let's go!"
Wanyan Zhenghe shouted and prepared to leave.
"Stop!"
Sun Mo berated.
"What? Does Teacher Sun have any other instructions? "
Wanyan Zhenghe mocked. 'You are powerful, but you dare to meddle in the affairs of a young prince like me?' If it's just a reprimand, I'll take it as a fart.
"You're actually sitting on a warhorse while talking to a teacher. How impudent. Didn't your mother teach you manners?"
Sun Mo berated.
"That's how I talk to everyone. Hit me if you dare!"
Wanyan Zhenghe spoke in disdain. As long as Sun Mo dared to make a move, he would be able to blow things up. After all, riding a horse while talking to a teacher, it wasn't considered wrong, but it wasn't considered wrong either.
If he really wanted to be serious, he might be rude, but Sun Mo wouldn't be able to escape the bad reputation of using his status to suppress others.
Sanger's father was a civil official, so he was familiar with the classics of the Central Plains since he was young. Compared to the other lackeys of the young prince, he was better at scheming and reading people's minds.
Now that he heard Wanyan Zhenghe say this, he knew that he was in trouble.
A man is known by his deeds.
Sun Mo was different from other great teachers. He definitely wouldn't have any reverence for authority. Or, it could be said that he respected authority. But at this moment, he wanted to make a name for himself by dealing with a little prince.
To a great teacher, reputation was everything. Even the king of the Jin Country wouldn't dare to kill a high-ranking great teacher. It wasn't that he couldn't kill the great teacher, but it was because the impact on his reputation would be too great.
When Sun Mo called out to Wanyan Zhenghe, Wanyan Zhenghe already wanted to make a move.
As expected, without waiting for Sanger's warning, Sun Mo pulled out his wooden blade.
Whoosh!
A crescent-shaped saber beam slashed across the neck of Wanyan Zhenghe's warhorse.
Pss!
Fresh blood spurted out, and the head of the Ferghana Horse smashed onto the ground.
Boom!
The frozen ground was drenched in fresh blood.
Wanyan Zhenghe rolled twice in a sorry state and dodged it. Only by doing so did he not get crushed by the warhorse's corpse. He jumped up, unable to restrain his anger.
"You're going too far!"
Wanyan Zhenghe cursed and pulled out his precious saber.
Clang!
The saber pointed at Sun Mo furiously.
"Little prince!"
Sanger rushed over, but it was too late.
"Using a saber against a teacher is an additional crime."
Sun Mo bellowed furiously, "Kneel down!"
Putong!
The prowess of Profound Words wasn't something a little prince could withstand. He knelt down directly and smashed onto the ground.
His knee felt like it was going to shatter.
"Sun Mo!"
Wanyan Zhenghe was enraged.
"Calling out his name directly and showing no respect for your elders. You deserve to be punished!"
Sun Mo's tone was strict. "Shut up. Then, kneel here for half an hour and reflect on your mistakes."
"..."
Wanyan Zhenghe was so angry that his hair stood up. He stammered and wanted to scold someone, but he couldn't say anything. His face soon turned red.
"Little prince, a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. Calm down!"
Sanger urged.
After Sun Mo assessed this intelligent young man, he looked at the other lackeys. Before he could glare at them, the bodies of those young men turned soft and slid off their warhorses.
Putong! Putong!
More than half of them knelt down. The remaining few didn't even manage to stand for a few seconds before their companions pulled them to the ground.
This was a great teacher who even dared to deal with the little prince. No one could afford to offend him.
"Just kneel and reflect together with your master."
After Sun Mo spoke, he no longer paid them any heed. Instead, he and Mei Ziyu kept the lunch boxes and folded the picnic cloth.
"You've frightened them badly."
Mei Ziyu covered her mouth and smiled.
Although Sun Mo was young, his battle achievements were glorious. He was also the vice headmaster of the Central Province Academy and had a high status. Therefore, if he flared up, he would naturally have the bearing of a strict teacher.
It was very scary.
"Sun... Teacher Sun, our little prince's warhorse is very valuable!"
Sanger braced himself and said.
There was no solution to it. If he were to cower like this, he would definitely not be able to serve the little prince in the future.
"Is that so?"
Sun Mo's lips twitched and he drew his blade again.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
As the blade qi swept out, the remaining warhorses were all decapitated and fell into pools of blood.
Sssss!
At the sight of this scene, the lackeys drew in a cold gasp, feeling a chill on their necks.
Sanger's countenance turned pale. He didn't expect Sun Mo to be so ruthless.
"From here to the Crimson Stone Mountain, walk there. If I see you guys riding horses, I'll break your legs."
Sun Mo stared at these people. "As for these warhorses, go back and ask your personal teachers or the Jin King. If they are unhappy, come and ask me for them."
After saying that, Sun Mo and Mei Ziyu got on their horses and moved forward leisurely as though they were on an outing.
...
"Preposterous! I'm going to kill him and tear him into pieces! "
Wanyan Zhenghe bellowed. This was especially so when he saw some passing students glancing in their direction. This made him even angrier.
It was a pity that he could only feel helpless and furious. He even had to kneel and couldn't even stand up. The effect of Sun Mo's Profound Words would definitely last for half an hour.
This continued until a horse carriage stopped at the side.
Swoosh!
A white halo streaked across Wanyan Zhenghe's group, releasing them from their restraints.
"Teacher, you have to seek justice for me!"
When Wanyan Zhenghe saw the horse carriage, he knew that his teacher had come. He ran over frantically and cried out in a low voice.
"Shut up. As a man, you should seek revenge and seek revenge on your own. What's the point of begging others?"
An aged voice rang out from within the horse carriage.
His name was Solantu, and he was Wanyan Zhenghe's personal teacher.
The other lackeys jogged over, not daring to get close as they were worried that they might bump into Solantu. They knelt ten meters away from the horse carriage and greeted him.
"Teacher! Sun Mo is a great teacher! How can I take revenge? "
Wanyan Zhenghe felt depressed.
"So what if he's a great teacher? Even a tiger will take a nap. It just depends on whether the method you chose is right or not! "
Solantu lectured, "And this time, you can't blame yourself for being taught a lesson."
"Huh?"
Wanyan Zhenghe was unconvinced. "Why?"
"This is the Autumn Hunting Ceremony, a major event that all the students and great teachers of the Dragon Subduing Academy are participating in. How many eyes are watching? You're the little prince of Great Jin Country, but you're riding a horse for pleasure. Do you still want your reputation? Do you still want to be the Jin King? "
Solantu lectured.
"As a king, the most important thing is reputation and to be a role model. Look at your actions. What's the difference between you and an ordinary profligate young master?"
"This disciple knows his mistake."
Wanyan Zhenghe lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"The few of you, slap yourselves."
Solantu was unhappy.
The lackeys immediately cursed in their hearts. They didn't expect that they wouldn't be beaten up by Sun Mo and would be taught a lesson by Solantu instead. However, they didn't dare to resist and all of them started to slap themselves.
Pak pak pak!
The slaps were crisp and clear.
"Zhenghe, you're not young anymore. You should grow up a little. You're just the heir apparent and haven't sat on the throne yet. Even if you did, your younger brothers would be able to topple you."
Solantu sighed.
Wanyan Zhenghe's talent was great, but his personality was too mischievous.
But on second thought, it was understandable. After all, they were the second generation of the Imperial Family. In a few years, he would be the King of Jin, the king of the tens of millions of people on the prairie. He would control their life and death. Anyone in his place would be high-spirited and lawless.
"Do you know what you should do?"
Solantu asked.
"Walk and then get to know those students with outstanding performance?"
Wanyan Zhenghe wasn't stupid. It was just that he was born with a high status and couldn't be bothered to think about such things.
"Wrong, we should encourage those students who can't make it to the Crimson Stone Mountain and are about to fail."
Solantu warned, "Remember, no matter how bad their performance is, they still managed to enter the Dragon Subduing Academy."
There was something Solantu didn't say. (Do you understand the families of these students?) (Don't think that the sons of generals and ministers are all geniuses.)
(The idiot you consoled might have a 10,000-man commander as his father.)
"Sun Mo is very cautious when he does things. He will punish you according to the rules. You have to learn from him."
After Solantu gave his warning, the carriage continued to move forward. After Wanyan Zhenghe sent him off respectfully, he also started to follow Solantu's instructions.
He understood how to be courteous and win over the hearts of the people.
"Great Teacher Solantu didn't ask anything and deduced the course of events just based on the clues at the scene. He's really impressive."
Sanger was very envious. He would never be able to have a great teacher like Solantu in this lifetime. As for the little prince, no matter how much of a scoundrel he was, he would be able to receive guidance.
(Sigh, my background isn't good!)
(Speaking of which, I should have a chance to join Sun Mo now, right?)
...
The night on the Crimson Stone Mountain became noisy. Piles of bonfires burned, looking from afar like the stars in the sky.
Sun Mo lay in his tent and could finally have a good sleep. The dragon's roars were no longer in his auditory hallucinations.
"It seems that the area that the ancient dragon's influence can affect is only as big as a school!"
Sun Mo was worried. It seemed like there was no hope for him to obtain the Great Desolate Dragon Subduing Scripture.
Not long after Sun Mo fell asleep, a figure appeared outside his tent.
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