"Is this your friend?" Garon noticed the boy's intentions towards Ying Er, so he turned around and asked with a smile.
"Yes, we are from the same class." Ying Er gave Garon an apologetic smile. Obviously, she did not want Garon to misunderstand.
On the contrary, Nasri frowned and stared coldly at Garon. "Who is this?"
Garon glanced at him. "Are you Ying Er's friend? It's better for men and women not to sit so close to each other, don't you think so? "His eyes slowly darkened, and a faint pressure slowly pressed down on the boy.
Nasri's whole body was cold, and his face turned from red to white, and gradually began to turn green. His throat was cracking, but he could not say anything. He looked at Garon's face, and his face became more and more frightened. Tears and snot flowed down his face, and he was extremely embarrassed.
"What did you do to him …" The middle-aged bodyguard who came with Nasri frowned slightly, and stood up to block Garon's line of sight, and was about to speak.
"What do you want to say?" Garon interrupted him.
Before the man could finish his words, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. His whole body broke out in a cold sweat, and his skin was covered with dense goosebumps. He felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cold cliff, and could fall at any time. The feeling of danger and the sense of crisis was incomparably real.
"I … I'm sorry!!" The man struggled to say, and quickly pulled Nasri, who was also frozen, to get up, and walked to the front of the car. He did not even dare to look back.
Ying Er and the other girl, Xiao Ling, looked at Garon in confusion.
Garon shrugged.
"That boy was touched by my persuasion, and he is ready to turn over a new leaf."
"I don't believe you! Don't bully people just because you practiced martial arts. "Ying Er seemed to have guessed something.
"It's okay, how can a boy who wants to get close to you not go through me?" Garon smiled gently.
Ying Er's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head.
Xiao Ling, on the other hand, was looking back and forth between Garon and Ying Er with a strange expression.
The other students in the bus stared at Garon with extreme curiosity, as if they were trying to guess his relationship with Ying Er. Soon, the answer of him being Ying Er's brother was revealed. Along the way, more and more students got on the bus, and the rumor gradually spread.
Ying Er, as the head of the Archery Department, had already attracted a lot of attention, and the difficulty of winning her over was not ordinary. She had long heard that Ying Er had a brother complex, but now that she had seen her brother in person, she realized that Ying Er's strength was like a delicate dandelion in front of Garon. The two of them sitting together were like a boulder and a flower.
Brother Ying Er was just casually leaning against the seat, but he gave off a dangerous vibe. His body seemed to be casting a shadow, covering Ying Er and the whole row of seats behind her.
When everyone looked back, their first line of sight would be focused on him. Then, she quickly averted her gaze, afraid that she would be discovered by him.
Xiao Ling, who was sitting next to Ying Er, also felt an indescribable sense of oppression.
"It's over, it's over … Ying Er … Your brother is too cruel. None of the guys on the bus dared to greet the person in the back …"
"How can it be?" Ying Er was confused. "My brother is very gentle." She did not feel anything wrong at all, but she felt weird when she saw the other people in the bus.
Accompanied by the weird atmosphere in the bus, the bus finally arrived at the examination hall, which was a vocational school in the city.
After the bus sent Ying Er to the examination hall, Garon waited outside the cordon for a while until his sister entered the building. Only then did he turn around and walk towards the White Cloud Dojo.
Compared to Harmony City, Huaishan City was still too small. In less than half an hour, Garon stood at the entrance of the White Cloud Dojo again.
The bell tower was still there, and the arched passage under the bell tower was still filled with people coming and going.
The bakery opposite the dojo was still there, and the bald boss was squatting there, writing a notice board with the menu for today.
At the entrance of the dojo, a student in a yellow shirt who was sweeping the floor saw Garon standing at the entrance.
"Who are you looking for?" The student looked to be about 15 or 16 years old. He should be new, so he did not know Garon.
"Senior apprentice brother! Senior apprentice brother Garon! "A voice suddenly came from behind Garon, and the student who was sweeping the floor was stunned.
Suddenly, the student seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly followed suit and greeted Garen.
"Simon, long time no see." Garon turned around and saw a boy who got out of a red car.
The boy had short hair and a strong body. He seemed to have recovered well, and it was impossible to tell which side of his broken arm it was.
When he saw Garon, Simon was pleasantly surprised. He quickly walked over and stood in front of Garon.
"Welcome back!" He bowed to Garon.
"Where's Curling?"
"She's still in the hospital. We agreed to take turns looking after master." Simon scratched his head. "I'm afraid Black Mark will do something bad to the dojo master!"
"You've worked hard." Garon patted his shoulder, "Since I'm back, I'll take control of the situation."
"Yes!" The burden on Simon's shoulders was lifted, and Garon's return gave him a lot of support. Currently, the entire White Cloud Gate was supported by Garon alone. Otherwise, any random sect could easily take care of the White Cloud Gate.
When Garon wasn't around, he and Curling were in charge of all the affairs, but the enormous pressure made it hard for them to breathe. If it wasn't for Senior apprentice brother Garon's growing reputation, and even being invited to be the Sky General of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate, the dojo would've been destroyed. The White Cloud Dojo would've collapsed a long time ago.
But even so, some of the outer forces of the White Cloud Gate had left and joined other sects.
After all, being strong in martial arts didn't equate to being strong in business. Garon was a young man who wasn't even twenty years old, and no one thought highly of him. Some of the legitimate businesses of the White Cloud Gate also left because of this.
So in reality, the current White Cloud Gate was much weaker than before. But it was also much purer. It was almost purely supported by Garon's reputation.
"Why don't we talk about it in the dojo?" Simon took out the dojo key.
"No need, let's go to the hospital in your car. I want to see master." Garon shook his head.
"Okay."
The two turned around and got into the red car.
As Simon started the car, he began to talk about the situation during this period of time.
"… I was going to find that fatty Bouvini to settle the score, but Curling said that he's changed. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Also, there's the matter with the Governor's Office. They've been conducting inspections recently, and our dojo's business has been affected. If it wasn't for Third Senior Apprentice Brother Garcia's relationship with his father, the dojo would probably still be closed … "
Simon's mouth was like an open faucet, spilling out everything.
Garon didn't even need to open his mouth. All he had to do was say something, and this kid would spit everything out naturally.
As they drove, the two of them recounted everything that had happened recently.
"Oh right, the people from the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate came looking for you, Senior Apprentice Brother. I heard that it's about the division of jurisdiction. "
"Division of jurisdiction?" Garon frowned. "Let's talk about this later."
Looking out the side window, there was a white building on the side of the street, sandwiched between a row of buildings. A sign hung above it: Anning Man 'er Hospital.
Business seemed to be good, and there were many people coming in and out.
"We're here."
Simon got out of the car and opened the door for Garon.
The two of them walked into the hospital with the flow of people coming in and out. Simon brought Garon to the second floor with ease. Soon, they arrived at a quiet and clean light blue corridor. They walked to the innermost room on the right, knocked on the door lightly, and pushed it open.
"Why are you back? Didn't you go to open a dojo? "A girl in the room stood up with a surprised look.
The girl was tall, and her skin was a healthy wheat color. She wasn't considered pretty, but she had a heroic spirit. Moreover, her body was unusually hot, and her chest bounced when she stood up, giving off an indescribable sense of seduction.
Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, and the most eye-catching thing was the thin red scar on Curling's right cheek, which made her look even more ferocious.
"Curling, Senior Apprentice Brother is here!" Simon smiled and turned sideways to let Garon in.
"Long time no see." Garon walked into the room and looked at Curling, who was standing beside the bed.
Curling's eyes turned red, and she was stunned for a moment. She immediately covered her mouth and started crying softly.
"Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work …"
Garon understood how much pressure the two of them faced during this period. He walked over and rubbed Curling's hair, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.
"Dojo Master … Dojo Master, he …" Curling was sobbing.
Garon actually saw Fei Baiyun's condition the moment he entered the room.
Fei Baiyun's whole body was covered in a white blanket, and only his head was exposed. However, from his head, it was obvious that he wasn't in good condition.
His originally strong body had completely turned into a bag of bones, and only a layer of skin was left on his face. He was like a skeleton sleeping on the bed.
Fei Baiyun seemed to have heard the sound in the room, and slowly opened his eyes with difficulty. He saw Garon beside him, and a trace of excitement appeared in his eyes.
"Garon … You're back …"
"Teacher." Garon bent down and squatted beside the bed. He looked at Fei Baiyun's miserable condition, and a trace of sadness flashed across his heart. "I'm back."
"It's good … that you're back …" Fei Baiyun said with difficulty. "You've become stronger …" He reached out his bony hand and reached for Garon's face.
Garon quickly held his hand tightly.
"Dojo Master has been holding on to his last breath, waiting for you to come back. Now that you're back to take over the situation, he's relieved." Curling stood beside Simon and explained in a low voice. Her eyes were extremely red.
"If … if there's a chance, go to the East … That's the White Cloud Gate's … root …" Fei Baiyun stuttered.
"Okay, I understand." Garon nodded and held his hand tightly. "Rest well, don't talk anymore."
"I know my own condition … I can't make it." Fei Baiyun's speech gradually became smooth, as if he was experiencing terminal lucidity. "I'm counting on you for the White Cloud Gate. The Elder is gone, and the other two … disciples that I've taught for many years are also … unreliable. I didn't expect that I would have to rely on you, my youngest disciple … "
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