章 238: Crooked Calligraphy

Aunt Quni Madi had to be carried out of the tent by disciples because of her physical discomfort. Whether it was the occasional cold or an urgent heart attack, one could only guess by watching the Yuelun Kingdom and White Tower Temple monks who seemed to emit fire from their eyes.

Ning Que looked at the old woman's frail silhouette, showing no sympathy. He thought in his heart, "I haven't even seen the Headmaster of Academy. You actually want to blame him. What kind of stick do you think you are?" 

He turned his eyes and suddenly had the absurd idea of putting the big black umbrella that sat behind him over his head. He secretly thought that he would be more like Second Brother if he did so.

He was showing his arrogance for the teachings of Second Brother. Although his idea was absurd, it was natural for him to have this association.