Insufficient balance

  I steeled myself, barely suppressing the fear in my heart. I realized that if we really fought, the outcome would be difficult to predict. The title of Luminous Knight was one that only warriors on the same level as a Demon Lord could possess. I couldn't afford to be careless. Silently, I adjusted my magical power to its optimal state.

  Beach saw a different scene, originally he saw me turn pale under his pressure, obviously unable to resist, and couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, a faint white glow emanated from my body, completely suppressing the momentum he emitted. He secretly thought: Could this kid have the strength to rival mine? If so, wouldn't that mean he has the power of a magic master at such a young age, which is unthinkable?

  As we faced off, a voice sounded in my ear, different from the mental communication of magic, using a forced tone that only I could hear. It was Teacher Wen's voice, very urgent, saying: "Chang Gong, quickly give up resisting, let him not sense your true strength, hurry."

  I was startled in my heart, yes, it was indeed unwise to expose my strength so much. I quickly withdrew my magical power and put on a helpless expression.

  Beach let out a sigh of relief, thinking that I was just a flash in the pan after all, and his strength was far inferior. Just as he was about to take further action against me, his old arch-nemesis appeared.

  "What wind blew the Duke here? Haha, what's with this big setup?" Mr. Wen spoke in a way that was not at all like his rough exterior, but rather very slick.

  When he saw Teacher Wen arrive, Bi Qi reluctantly retracted his momentum and said in a sarcastic tone: "I thought the old ghost wouldn't come out, I'm not here to chat with you, you have to give me a fair evaluation."

  "Fairness? What fairness?" Mr. Wen asked in feigned surprise. "I haven't offended you, Duke."

  The duke's chubby face shook with rage, and he shouted: "Don't you know? Your disciple beat someone up, and you wouldn't know about it? You must give me an explanation today. Yesterday, your disciple beat my youngest son, and many other noble children were also beaten. What do you have to say for yourself?"

  The teacher's face showed a difficult expression, saying: "It seems to be the case, but it's not like what you said. According to Ji Xiao, it was the noble young masters who insulted him first, and he only acted afterwards. From an ethical point of view, they were the ones who provoked him first."

  Beach seemed to calm down a bit, his face no longer showing any expression, people who knew him understood that he was really angry, and he said coldly: "So you're going to shield your apprentice."

  The doctor still had a good temper and smiled: "Can I take a look at your husband's injuries first?"

  Before Bich could speak, a richly dressed and chubby young man ran out from the crowd that had come to provoke him earlier, shouting in a high-pitched voice: "Look, look, he hit my face." As he spoke, he showed everyone his chubby face.

  Everyone present burst out laughing, and Teacher Wen also laughed. It turned out that the young man's face had a palm print on it, so it seemed that Winter's hand was quite light yesterday. I originally thought he had been beaten up badly, which is why so many people came to seek revenge. I secretly pulled his clothes and whispered: "Why did you hit him so lightly?" He replied: "You can't just hurt people randomly, teaching them a lesson is enough."

  "Look, Mr. Bichi, I don't think the young master's injury is that serious, does it warrant such a big fuss from His Excellency the Duke? This is the Imperial Knights' Academy, after all." The words carried an obvious threat.

  With a fierce kick, he kicked his fat son back to their team, and cursed: "You damn bastard, who let you come out and show off, you've lost all my face." Only then did he turn to Teacher Wen and say: "Don't try to bully me, today if you don't give me an explanation I absolutely won't let it go."

  The teacher, Wen, also put away his smile and coldly said: "So what do you want to do? Your son and the others scolded my disciple. Do you think I should make my disciple apologize? I haven't even gone to seek justice from you, but you're coming to me with malicious intentions first. Do you think I'm easy to bully?" As Wen spoke, a large number of students poured out of the academy, led by teachers from various departments. These students were all elite talents of the country, not one of them was weak. Moreover, the academy's teachers all had titles above that of a Knight, so their strength was considerable. Perhaps in the entire kingdom of Xiuda, only the Earth Dragon Corps could match them. (Note: In the Kingdom of Xiuda, all nobles are allowed to have their own personal guards according to their rank. A prince can have 5,000, a duke 3,000, an earl 2,000, and lower-ranking nobles can have up to 1,000 personal guards based on their title. The Knight Academy has over 10,000 students. This is also one of the reasons why Rico Wen is not afraid of Biqi.)

  Beiqi's face changed, "Alright, you're ruthless enough. If you have the ability, let's go to His Majesty and reason it out. What kind of skill is it to come with many people to pressure me?"

  Mr. Wen said disdainfully, "You're not even a person, go if you want to go, I'm afraid you won't make it." Mr. Wen was once conferred as the National Master by the King of Xuda and had a very high reputation and influence in Xuda. Due to his long-term engagement in the most cutting-edge education industry, the Knights' Academy was also a must-pass route for becoming an official. Although his title was not as good as Beichi's, but in terms of his status in Xuda, he was not inferior to him.

  Beiqi let the nobles go back and wait for his news, Teacher Wen also dispersed the crowd in the college. When leaving, he used a voice line to tell me not to take any action before he came back and asked me to take care of Dong Ri.

  Actually, since seeing Beichi's strength, both I and Dong Ri have been somewhat amazed. We didn't expect that a duke would still have such profound skills. Who knows what other capable people are hidden within the nobility? Of course, we won't rashly go seeking revenge now. Originally, under my persuasion, Dong Ri gradually opened up his heart as well. Let others say whatever they want; why bother getting angry and harming one's own body?

  Biqi and Teacher Wen went to the imperial palace to reason things out, neither of them willing to give in. I and Dongri were both very worried. Returning to the wooden house, even I, who usually loved to eat, didn't look for food. It was Dongri who comforted me, saying: "Don't worry, Teacher Ping has a good relationship with the emperor, nothing will happen."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, it didn't take long, and Teacher Wen returned in just over an hour, but with an unhappy expression on his face.