Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 108 A Fist the Size of a Sandbag

"Bang!"

The principal's office door was violently pushed open. The old principal, who was processing documents, frowned upon hearing the noise and looked at the door with displeasure. He wanted to see which brat was so unruly and teach him a lesson.

Mu Qiannian walked in from outside. Oh, it's that kid. Well, it's alright then. It's common knowledge that he's rude. We should be thankful that the door is still intact.

"Well, about the millennium, I will definitely take out that resource as soon as possible, but I don't have it right now. Our academy isn't some international academy. You know my personality. Whenever I'm in a good mood, I give all those things away. There's really no way to survive."

"I'm not asking for help during this period, but to do me a favor and do some research," Mu Qiannian said, placing his hands on the table and staring at the old principal, enunciating each word clearly.

He hadn't slept all night and had drunk several times, so he was extremely irritable and looked particularly frightening. The old principal was stunned for a couple of seconds before he stood up and pulled Mu Qiannian to sit on the sofa next to him.

Then he took out two bottles of soda, opened one and took a sip, and gave the other one to Mu Qiannian.

"Qiannian, let's talk things out. You are a student of the Ancient Capital Academy, and the academy will help you with anything it can."

"It's not me, it's about Qianjin. His ice bow went out of control and is currently being suppressed. I suspect that those beasts from the Mu family came to target Qianjin. Can you help me find out who from the Mu family has come recently? Qianjin is also a student of your Ancient Capital Academy. I don't expect you to step in to solve the problem when a student is bullied. Even if you do, it won't make a difference. I'll handle it myself." Mu Qiannian took a big gulp of soda, his tone gloomy, as if he was about to kill someone at any moment.

The old principal remained silent for a while, but did not try to persuade Mu Qiannian. There might be room for negotiation in other matters, but there was no room for bargaining in Mu Qianjin's case. Trying to persuade him would only cause trouble for himself.

The Mu family's targeting of Mu Qianjin shows they don't take him, the principal, seriously. With his explosive temper, he had to go to the Mu family and say a few words.

"Don't worry, Qianjin is also a student of our school. This isn't a student issue, it's a matter of face. She completely disregards me, the principal. I'll contact her and see if anyone knows anything about this." The old principal narrowed his eyes and made a phone call.

One or two...

They got leads from the Magic Association, the Hunter's Alliance, the school's higher-ups, and finally from the military region.

To be precise, it was Lu Huan.

Lu Huan briefly explained the situation, and Mu Qiannian took a sip of his soda and suddenly stood up.

"Now that things are clear to everyone, I'm fine. You can stay here by yourself."

"Wait, are you planning to cause trouble for that Pansy?" The old principal stopped Mu Qiannian.

"Is there a problem?" Mu Qiannian glanced at him.

"It's not that there's a problem, it's just that that person is someone from the Mu family, so we have to be careful about the impact. Teaching them a lesson is fine, but don't make too much of a scene, and don't kill anyone, otherwise I really won't be able to stop the Mu family from getting angry." The old principal still cares about the students' well-being. It's normal to be angry, and it's good to let it out.

However, Mu Qiannian and the Mu family are not equal at all, and a falling out would not be a good thing for Mu Qiannian.

"I know what to do, so don't worry about it. The Mu family won't do anything to me." Mu Qiannian didn't give the old principal a chance to speak, and in an instant, he left.

Knowing who it is makes things much easier; with his connections, he can just make a phone call and find out where this Pansy is.

Ice Bow Guardian, what a sluggish guy, why does he have to come to the ancient capital to show off his power?

If he hadn't gone back today missing an arm or a leg, it would have been because he's good-natured.

"What a hassle, still such a short temper." The old principal sighed and made a phone call to Han Ji.

"Old Han, the Mu family has sent people to cause trouble for Qianjin. Now that a thousand years have passed, you'd better go there in person and make sure Qianjin doesn't kill anyone. Otherwise, if the Mu family suffers, we won't be able to protect them."

"What is it now?" Han Ji on the other end looked bewildered. He had just called to ask if anyone from the Mu family had come to the ancient capital, and now he was being told that someone might die.

There hasn't been a single day of peace, and the spirits outside are becoming increasingly restless; it's truly bizarre.

"Don't worry about all that, just go. Otherwise, I'm really worried that Qiannian will kill someone."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'm free right now. I'll go over and see what's going on." Han Ji hung up the phone and went out.

Just then, someone came in to report on their work.

"President Han, what's going on?"

"I need to take care of something now. Leave the documents on the table and I'll look at them when I get back."

"oh."

After Han Ji came out, he immediately contacted the intelligence department. The person on the Mu family's side was Pan Xi, the Ice Bow Guardian, who was easy to find. He did not hide his whereabouts. After knowing the location, Han Ji rushed there.

It's not far; it's in a big hotel right next to the Magic Association.

Inside the hotel's presidential suite, Pan Xizhen lay on the floor drinking red wine and watching a movie. This was his daily routine. As the guardian of the Ice Bow, he didn't have much to do and was mostly idle.

He wouldn't even think about improving his magic cultivation; a high level is enough. Only a fool would go and fight demons. He'd rather just enjoy life and not think too much. Let whoever wants to go and risk their life do it.

Anyway, he's not going to do it.

While watching the movie, a silvery-white light suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his view. He immediately frowned, quite displeased.

After the light disappeared, a person appeared. Because he was lying down, his face was not visible. However, if he did notice, he would know that this was a high-level spatial magic, teleportation.

This must be a very powerful person, but he wasn't afraid. The Magic Association was right next to the hotel, and he himself was a high-level mage. Although his strength was unknown, he was used to a life of luxury and was a bit rusty when casting high-level spells, but he was a member of the Mu family.

He wasn't worried at all about what anyone might do to him; that was the confidence that Mu had instilled in him.

"Get out of my way, you're blocking my view of the movie. I'm in a good mood right now and I won't argue with you, but if you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude," Pansy snapped without looking up.

The person didn't leave; instead, he walked up to him and only looked up when he completely blocked Pansy's view.

Then you see a disheveled, angry figure.

He didn't recognize Mu Qiannian at this moment; the difference between him and the Mu Qiannian he knew was too great.

"Get lost." Pansy stood up coldly, looking at the somewhat familiar beggar-like man.

"Hehe, Pansy, you're really something!"

"Since you know me, why don't you get lost, or else..."

Before Pansy could finish speaking, a fist the size of a sandbag landed on his face.