Chapter 32: The Tiger

On the morning of the third day, Wu Rang entered the office early in the morning, and then sat all the time, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Dean Wu, the dean said to have a meeting"

"Well, got it"

After a long time, Wu Rang didn't get up.

"Dean Wu......"

"Get Out"

......

Wu Rang found that he was becoming more and more unable to hold his breath in the face of that little fat man.

How could that little bunny be upset......

"Someone Coming"

The female secretary in professional attire came in in a restrained manner.

"Tell the dean that I'll go out for a while"

After speaking, Wu Rang had already walked away, leaving only the embarrassed secretary.

"What about the martial arts?"

The female secretary hurriedly turned around, and behind her stood an old man with gray hair but was in good spirits.

"Hospital...... Dean ......"

Dean Wu ...... He...... He said something was out."

The female secretary lowered her head, very embarrassed. It is well known that the dean and the vice president are at odds.

"Hmph...... It's really, it's getting more and more unpleasant."

......

Wu Rang did not go directly to Jiang Liu's house, but came to the guard room first.

"Why did you come to me?"

Seeing Wu Rang come in, Ling Feng smiled, facing away from Wu Rang, trimming the small potted flowers and plants on the windowsill.

These flowers and plants were only obtained a few days ago.

"Teacher ......"

Wu Rang was a little hesitant, before entering the door, he felt that he should tell the teacher about Jiang Zhiguo's suicide, but now that he saw the teacher who was already in his last years, he couldn't help but feel distressed, he didn't want to stimulate the teacher because of this matter anymore.

"Say, what's wrong?"

Ling Feng had already stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at Wu Rang at the door with a serious face.

"Jiang ...... Jiang Zhiguo...... He ......"

Wu Rang was spitting, he really regretted coming here.

"What's wrong with him?"

"It's a man who will finish it all at once, and he pretends to stutter"

From Wu Rang's tone, Ling Feng felt some bad breath.

"Jiang Zhiguo, he ...... Committed suicide"

"What?"

The scissors in Ling Feng's hand fell to the ground, and he himself was a little unsteady.

Wu Rang hurriedly stepped forward and held the crumbling Ling Feng.

"Teacher, sit down...... Sitting"

"Why would he do that?"

"Why do you say?"

......

Ling Feng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't expect that when he met Jiang Zhiguo, it would be goodbye.

"Maybe, he has been living better than dying, for him, death may be a relief, these years, he is too tired......"

When Wu Rang saw the teacher like this, and then thought about Jiang Zhiguo, the tough guy's eyes were also red.

"You say, are we wrong...... We should help him, maybe, help him, and he will be able to persevere?"

"Rangzi, you say...... Isn't it?"

Ling Feng looked at Wu Rang blankly, his eyes full of regret.

"Teacher, you've done enough for him"

"If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have become like this, and you wouldn't have fallen to this point, and the miscellaneous people surnamed Huang wouldn't have ridden on my head and been arrogant......

The more Wu Rang spoke, the more angry he became.

"Don't talk about the past...... It's all in the past."

"The surname Huang, did he bully you again?"

Ling Feng's somewhat cloudy eyes flashed with a glimmer of essence, although he was already considered a waste, but in this Beiwu, he could still say a word and do something.

"No, teacher, does he dare?"

Huang Shiming really didn't dare to bully Wu Rang directly, after all, he only had the seventh section of the earth system, and he couldn't beat the Wu Rang of the eighth stage of the thunder system at all.

However, their Huang family is powerful, and they have the emperor level of the ninth section of the earth system, in this big capital, where the awakened are everywhere, the emperor level, that is also the peak of the awakened, although the ancestors of his family are a little weak.

In this way, he became the dean of the Beiwu Martial Arts Academy, and Wu Rang, the "Martial King" of the eighth stage of the Lei Department, can only be a vice president, of course, this has something to do with Wu Rang's conviction because of what happened eighteen years ago.

It is said that most of the officials crushed people to death, Huang Shiming relied on himself to be the dean, and pulled Wu Rang to meetings all day long, which made Wu Rang disgusting, but although he was disgusting, he couldn't help it, it was reasonable, he could only endure it......

"Zhiguo, where are you buried?"

Ling Feng's tone was a little weak, and Wu Rang couldn't help but get nervous.

"Seongnam Cemetery"

"Teacher, I'll go with you"

Wu Rang was worried that something would happen to Ling Feng, and if he was by his side, it would be easy to handle.

"Forget it, I'm not going to go today, I'm a little tired"

"Let's go back first"

Ling Feng waved his hand, and he had already given the order to evict the guest.

"Teacher, when the time comes, you call me, don't ......"

"Got it......"

Ling Feng was impatient.

Wu Rang had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, walked out, and closed the door.

Sighing, Wu Rang still stopped a taxi and came to Jiang Zhi country.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

"Knock...... Knock ......"

Wu Rang knocked on the door five times in a row, but no one came to open the door.

"This kid, your skin is itchy, right?"

"Knock...... Knock ......"

Still no one opened the door.

"River Flow...... Open the door ......"

Wu Rang shouted.

Then, the door behind him opened.

"What are you shouting, and you won't let people sleep?"

The shrill sound seemed to puncture Wu Rang's eardrums.

"That...... Sister, I'm sorry?"

"Who's the big sister...... Who's your name, big sister?"

"Blind?"

"That...... Big sister ......"

"Bang", the door has been slammed shut, leaving only the scolded a little unbelievable, wanting to ask where Xia Jiangliu went, but Wu Rang did not say it.

Mostly, it should have gone out, right?

Why don't I go in and sit?

Without hesitation or thinking, Wu Rang grabbed the doorknob and pushed, and the door opened.

Pouring himself a glass of water, Wu Rang frowned and looked at the messy room, and then, sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, he picked up a book and read it.

......

......

Ling Feng didn't listen to Wu Rang's words after all, and still came to Nanshan Cemetery alone.

He hadn't been here, and he didn't know where Jiang Zhiguo was buried, so he had to look at and find a tablet piece by tablet.

After all, he is already in his last years, although he is only in his sixties, there are many tombs in Nanshan Cemetery, and he is an old man, and it is very difficult to find him.

"What are you looking for, old man?"

Ling Feng stopped and looked to the side, only to see a chubby young man standing there.

"Young man, I'll look for Jiang Zhiguo's tomb, hehe"

"Jiang Zhiguo, why are you looking for my father's tomb?"

"Your dad?"

"Hehe, it turns out that his sons are so old?"

"What's your name?"

Ling Feng's tone was like a grandfather coaxing his grandson.

"My name is Jiang Liu, you haven't said it yet, why are you looking for my father's tomb?"

Jiang Liu looked at the old man in front of him with a kind face, and he didn't look like a bad person, so he naturally relaxed his vigilance.

"Hehe, Xiao Jiangliu...... Can you just tell me?"

Listening to Ling Feng's words, although this old man looked amiable, Jiang Liu felt that these words were very awkward, where am I small?

"No, why are you looking for it?"

"Your dad didn't tell you about his past, did he?"

Jiang Liu shook his head, isn't my dad just a weak and sick old man?

"Then come here and help me sit down"

"I'll tell you a story......

Jiang Liu obediently helped Ling Feng to sit in front of the tombstone engraved with "Tiger".

Ling Feng slowly talked about how good it was for Jiang Zhiguo and Wu Rang to become his students......

Jiang Liu also listened to it with relish, but he couldn't connect the thunderous genius in Ling Feng's mouth with the somewhat mediocre and non-observant father in his heart no matter what.

The story, eighteen years ago, came to an abrupt end, Ling Feng shut up, eighteen years ago, the beginning of all the tragedy, he didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want to tell Zhiguo's son.

Let him be like a hero in his son's heart after death......

"So, what about later?"

Jiang Liu looked at Ling Feng, who was already embarrassed next to him, the story was very good, he liked it very much.

"Little one, story, that's it, you should tell me what I asked, right?"

"......"

The river flowed towards the tombstone next to Ling Feng.

"Tiger"

"Let the son, be careful"

Ling Feng didn't blush anymore, just touched the engraved word "tiger" with his hand.

"Xiao Jiangliu, I'm leaving, what's the matter, remember to come to Beiwu to find me"

"Well, to be specific, the Hokubu guard room"

Ling Feng left, Jiang Liu didn't take his words seriously, besides, what can a doorman do to help?