Chapter 25 0026: You’ve Made a Terrible Mistake!

Watching Chu Yun stand on the steps, towering above the crowd like a crane among chickens, Hou Manman couldn’t help but let a smile tug at her lips. She hadn’t met Chu Yun many times, and her impression of him was singular—cold and aloof. He was the kind of man whose ruthlessness was matched by his silence, rarely displaying any emotion on his face.

But now, seeing Chu Yun humbled and scolded by the teacher promised a spectacle Hou Manman was eager to witness. She had already imagined the awkward look that would flash across his perpetually icy face, the embarrassed bow he’d give after the reprimand.

Chu Yun glanced at the teacher on the podium, confirming he was not joking, and then looked around at his classmates, all watching him with gloating eyes. In truth, Chu Yun had a transcendent concept of a mage’s status. He had once witnessed the power of grand archmages at their peak; his former subordinates could conjure vast scenes of ice, fire, lightning, rain, wind, and earth with a mere gesture. So this minor magic practitioner, not even a proper mage, meant nothing to Chu Yun. He had only been intent on finding Hou Manman and hadn’t noticed how temperamental this teacher could be.

Eyeing the piece of chalk in the teacher’s hand and the arcane formula on the board about how to ignite a small flame via the natural laws, Chu Yun felt his intelligence was being insulted. As a former ruler of the galaxy, how could he not understand the theories behind arcane magic and natural laws? There was a saying: a powerful arcane mage may not be a great king, but a king of dominion must be adept in arcane magic.

His current body was frail, a product of a low-level civilization, but his mind and soul were those of a sovereign.

“Didn't you hear me? Come solve this problem,” the mage teacher repeated, his tone more forceful.

Chu Yun stepped off the listening tier and walked down. Hou Manman anticipated seeing that icy face bow in apology to the teacher. Not only she, but all the students thought this was the only possible outcome.

Yet when Chu Yun reached the teacher, he neither bowed nor spoke. He simply reached out for the chalk in the teacher’s hand. The teacher was stunned—was this student truly so lacking in humility, daring to challenge his authority? How could he possibly solve the problem? Clearly, he wasn’t planning to admit fault and intended to waste time.

Seeing the teacher’s face darken, Chu Yun remained indifferent. An apology would likely not earn forgiveness; if the school’s higher-ups heard of this, he might be expelled again. This was the last school in Sentinel City willing to take him. He needed to keep a low profile—another expulsion would be disastrous.

“Teacher, please continue your lesson. Time is precious,” Hou Manman said, trying to defuse the situation as Chu Yun seemed intent on challenging the teacher with the problem.

“No need,” the teacher replied with a pleasant smile, picking up a drink and sipping it slowly. “Whenever he finishes, class ends. I don’t plan to teach today.”

At these words, Hou Manman’s expression changed. The other students grew anxious—not for Chu Yun’s sake, but because he was disrupting their class.

Instantly, all the students turned against Chu Yun, berating him: “Hey, there are only twenty minutes left. Can you do it or not? If not, apologize to the teacher so class isn’t wasted!”

They thought Chu Yun hadn’t attended the lesson and, instead of apologizing, was going to waste time until class ended. Did he not realize how rare these lessons were? Even the teacher had said he wouldn’t teach today, clearly angered by Chu Yun.

“That’s right, don’t waste everyone’s time. This class only happens once a month. Apologize to the teacher,” someone chimed in.

“Teacher, don’t be angry. He’s new here, doesn’t know you yet. Please continue,” another pleaded.

The mage teacher slammed his cup down, his voice deep: “I said, today’s lesson is over.”

His anger was justified. Mage specialists were increasingly rare, valued worldwide. Yet arcane knowledge was challenging to master; every additional practitioner was a treasure. He worked hard to teach, but someone treated his lesson with disdain, disrupting the sanctity of his profession.

All his fury was directed at Chu Yun.

Ignoring the personal attacks from behind, Chu Yun calmly started solving the problem, chalk in hand at the blackboard. The teacher didn’t even look, convinced Chu Yun was merely scribbling nonsense. No one could solve this problem; he intended it as a lesson in attitude for his students.

Chu Yun, however, methodically wrote out a series of formulas. In less than a minute, he finished, tossed the chalk aside, and turned to the teacher. “Teacher, I apologize for interrupting your lesson.”

The teacher, impatient, replied, “There’s no need to apologize…”

But when he glanced at the formulas beneath the problem, he was taken aback.

Chu Yun, after apologizing, left the classroom.

“Is that how you apologize and just leave?”

“Yeah, that’s outrageous. Who is he?”

“Doesn’t even know how to bow?”

“He’s done for! He’s bound to be in trouble, daring to challenge a mage teacher. With that attitude, the school won’t keep him.”

“If the teacher gets angry, he’ll probably burn him with fire.”

Students threw pens at Chu Yun, but he had already left. The teacher, contrary to their expectations, was not furious; he stared in a daze at the blackboard, silently chanting and channeling magical energy according to Chu Yun’s formula.

Suddenly, the flame in his hand grew from a tiny spark to a roaring blaze, his pupils dilating in shock.

The students thought the fire signaled the teacher’s anger and braced themselves, holding their breath.

At that moment, the teacher darted out of the classroom.

“He’s doomed—the teacher’s going to roast him alive!” The students craned their necks and chased after him.

The mage teacher searched the corridor for Chu Yun. Meanwhile, Chu Yun, already gone, was pulled aside by Mo Yu, who exclaimed anxiously, “You’re in trouble! That kind of apology was worse than none at all! Do you have any money? If not, I can bring you some of my savings to buy a gift and make amends—it’s not too late yet.”