Zhao Huai entered the Misty Rain Tower in March of the following year.
When he entered the Misty Rain Tower, it was the beginning of spring. At that time, cherry blossom trees were planted on both sides of the tower. At the end of the cherry blossom trees, there were a few April osmanthus trees.
A gentle breeze blew, and the blooming flowers emitted a faint fragrance.
It was worth mentioning that at this time, Zhao Shuning still hadn't repaired the Dark Abyss.
So when Zhao Huai came, he didn't see Zhao Shuning in the Misty Rain Tower either. Anyway, for the time being, everyone thought that Zhao Shuning was already dead and no longer existed in this world.
On the day of enrollment, it was just like any other day.
Some second - level students stood at the entrance to welcome the new students.
As soon as Zhao Huai appeared, those people casually asked, "Kid, what's your surname?"
"Zhao."
Hearing this surname, the man with a straw in his mouth quickly took it out. Several people in the distance also heard the answer and quickly walked over.
"Are you from the Zhao family?"
Zhao Huai nodded, and those people didn't make things difficult for him and immediately let him in.
Their attitudes became extremely respectful.
Most of these second - level students were followers of Shui Yunsheng. After the followers of Shui Yunsheng became senior students, they didn't bully the new students like the previous ones. However, as long as the new students entered the tower, they were like them in the past, ready with all kinds of small gifts to curry favor with the senior students.
Zhao Huai, who was neither overbearing nor humble, was extremely rare.
At the beginning of the semester, people only knew that there was another young man surnamed Zhao among the new students in the Misty Rain Tower. Apart from sighing, there was nothing else unusual.
However, in less than five days, Zhao Huai's name had completely spread throughout the Misty Rain Tower. Moreover, this time, even the third - level students began to be in awe of Zhao Huai.
It was said that the students recruited in spring couldn't directly enter the training ground. They still had to attend classes for three months. These three months were for them to familiarize themselves with the structure of the Misty Rain Tower. As for the so - called classes on the surface, not many people dared to go. You know, if they met third - level students during the classes, they would surely be severely oppressed.
So during these three months, although it was said to be attending classes on the surface, in fact, it was just making these new students do hard labor.
But Zhao Huai didn't play by these rules. On the first day, he walked into the classroom alone and sat in the first - row seat.
No one dared to sit in that seat.
Because it was Li Can's seat.
Sure enough, when Li Can arrived and saw a strange face sitting in his seat, his face immediately darkened. Then, he drew out a green sword from his hand and slammed it into the table where Zhao Huai was sitting.
"New here, huh?"
Zhao Huai didn't say a word. He was looking at the cultivation method on the desk, thinking about other things.
"Lord Can is asking you a question. Don't be ungrateful."
Still no response. Zhao Huai looked at the cultivation method and shook his head. Were these third - level students still attending such simple classes? It was too easy.
In fact, these classes were indeed prepared for new students who had just started to contact spiritual power in the early years, so they were relatively simple. It was just that later, the senior students liked to bully the weak and forcibly turned these classrooms into places for them to enjoy the cool, in order to show their special status.
Zhao Huai packed his things and was about to leave.
"Look, Lord Can, this kid is scared. I said, not all new students are like that Zhao Shuning back then, who dared to oppose you."
Xiaoning'er?
Zhao Huai frowned tightly, and then slowly sat down again.
"Hey, kid, are you blind? Do you know who the person standing next to you is?"
Zhao Huai didn't say a word, but he pulled out the green sword on the table and handed it to Li Can. When Li Can stupidly reached out his hand to catch it, Zhao Huai's hand shifted three centimeters to the right. The green sword brushed past Li Can's hair and then nailed itself into the table behind, making a jing sound.
The sword was deeply embedded in the wood. This kid's strength was not simple.
"Who, who are you?"
"Zhao Huai."
Zhao Huai? Also surnamed Zhao? What's his relationship with Zhao Shuning?
"Do you know who I am?"
"Li Can."
Still just two simple words.
"This seat is mine." As he said this, Li Can swallowed hard and was a bit afraid to meet Zhao Huai's eyes.
"Really?"
Zhao Huai looked back. There was a hint of killing intent on his handsome face.
"Zhao Huai, you're a new student. You'd better—"
"Do you know Li Yan?"
"What?"
"Li Yan from Yanqing City."
Li Can stood there stunned, wondering how this young man dared to speak so boldly. Li Yan was his own father.
"How dare you call our Lord Can's father by his name?"
"He knelt and sent me into the Misty Rain Tower."
This sentence immediately caused a huge stir. Li Can's face showed a bit of embarrassment. This young man actually dared to speak so boldly. Just as he was about to teach Zhao Huai a lesson, the green sword behind him broke free from the wooden board and returned to Zhao Huai's hand.
At this moment, the sword was resting on Li Can's shoulder, only three fingers away from his throat.
Zhao Huai's gaze was still on the cultivation method on the table, seemingly not paying any attention to the green sword at all.
"Zhao Huai, you—"
"Annoying."
After saying these two words, the green sword moved a bit closer to Li Can's neck.
In this situation, the students were so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe.
You know, since Li Can had injured his spiritual root in the training ground, his spiritual power had never increased. He felt frustrated, so he always thought about bullying new students all day long to get some fun and a sense of existence. But he didn't expect that today, he had kicked a hard iron plate.
Li Can just stood there motionless until Zhao Huai finished reading the cultivation method. By this time, an hour had passed.
After finishing reading the cultivation method, Zhao Huai slowly stood up, as if he had just discovered that he had been holding the sword against Li Can's neck.
"Forgot."
He took back the green sword and then threw it at Li Can.
"Don't let me see you next time."
Before Li Can could say a word, Zhao Huai said such a sentence. Maybe Li Can was really standing there stupidly. At this time, he actually asked blankly, "Why?"
"Too ugly."
Everyone's expressions were extremely colorful and funny at this moment.
When Zhao Huai reached the door, everyone finally reacted. Just now, were they deterred by a new student?
"By the way, I have one more thing to say."
Everyone looked at Zhao Huai. A beautiful, dangerous, and blood - thirsty smile appeared on the face of the young man in white.
"Zhao Shuning is my younger sister."