Chapter Twelve: The Wall Collapses and the People Scatter

  The address was so intimate that even those who knew the relationship between Fu Shi and Lan Si Cheng couldn't help but glance at Lan Si Cheng, their eyes filled with some unspoken meaning. Lan Si Cheng didn't refuse or decline, he simply opened his mouth slowly: "Looking at this book, there are no words or prints on it, the cover is made of a material similar to python skin, I don't know if the texture is not as good, so I can only boldly speculate that Principal Ji's painstaking gift should be one of the legendary 'Divine Scrolls'."

  Fu Shi responded with a simple "hmm", neither confirming nor denying, but turned his head towards Principal Ji's side. Although his eyes were already hidden behind large sunglasses, and even if he took off the glasses, his eyes wouldn't sparkle at all, Principal Ji still felt a chill run down his spine, as if Fu Shi's aura itself was enough to make one shiver.

  The atmosphere was stale for a while, and no one dared to make a sound. Fu Shi picked up the wine cups in front of him, took a silent sip, and then spoke: "Si Cheng, you mentioned the cover of the divine scroll earlier, what material are the pages of that divine scroll made of?"

  "It's said to be 'Lian Zhu' paper." Lance saw Principal Ji's pleading gaze, asking him not to continue, but he ignored it. "This paper is made with secret methods, completely handmade, and the production method has been lost. Nowadays, all that can be known is that this paper feels soft and smooth to the touch, thin yet not brittle, delicate like a beauty's skin, making it hard for people to put down."

  Fu Shi nodded again and asked after another cup of wine: "The divine scroll is wordless, how can one achieve 'its meaning being self-evident'?"

  "I don't know." Lance shook his head.

  Seeing Lan's calm finally stopped answering, Principal Ji silently let out a sigh of relief. Fu Shi's expression was already inscrutable, and with him wearing a pair of sunglasses, even the most advanced mind-reading technique couldn't understand his thoughts. Before Principal Ji could speak, Fu Shi had already signaled to his wife to refill his cup again.

  Everyone was unclear, only Lance knew that the symbol of the world had already moved in anger, and drinking continuously in his eyes was just accumulating anger value and then bursting out at the right time.

  "But I found out the way to read this volume today." A faint smile floated on Fu Shi's cheek, but in everyone's eyes, it didn't seem like a joyful smile. "The reason you can't see the words on this is because your eyes are too bright. Only someone as blind as me can barely receive the predecessor's pity."

  "...". Principal Ji's back broke out in beads of sweat with unclear meaning, cool and ominous, not a good omen.

  "Principal Ji, since you're the one who found this volume, would you mind telling me which volume of the Divine Scrolls this is?" Fu Shi's smile remained, but his eyes seemed to hold a hint of coldness.

  "It's... it's 'The Art of Puppetry'." Principal Ji hesitated, responding in a stammering manner. This book was brought by Wen Zhan, and as for its contents, he wasn't clear either, so he could only respond according to what Wen Zhan had said.

  As everyone's attention was focused on Principal Ji and Fu Shi, Lan Si raised his cup nonchalantly, with a cold expression, but a hint of an enigmatic smile in his eyes.

  Wen Xuan indeed said so.

  He recalled his previous conversation with Yun Haiyan, who was still troubled by the curse at that time, but his thinking was clear: "Since Captain Fu is blind, it's much easier to do things."

  "Are you going to use Braille?" Lance reminded him calmly, "That's an easy way to get caught."

  "Yes," Yun Hai Fan smiled in agreement, "it's easy to notice a few holes on the leather cover, as if I wouldn't punch the holes on the flyleaf?"

  "So you're going to neatly write 'Natural Magic' in Braille? Lance looked at her with a hint of a smile, thinking that this was too simple for her style. "Why not write 'Puppetry' instead? Wouldn't that just ruin their show?"

  "No." Yun Hai Fan lightly denied, "Writing 'Puppet Technique' is what they want. This time the research group attaches so much importance to the Puppet Technique class, it can be seen that their focus is now on the Puppet Technique. At this moment, sending 'Puppet Technique' is naturally the most in line with their wishes, and 'Natural Magic' is just an excuse not to arouse An Su's suspicion. An Su going to the library to find 'Natural Magic' is already a noticeable thing, but it can be understood that she borrowed it after hearing from her parents that the scriptures were allowed to be exhibited. After all, the An family can also be considered one of the few big families. However, if she was looking for 'Puppet Technique', tsk... who would she show it to? Not me, right?"

  "In short, Wen Zhan will definitely tell the principal that this book is 'Puppet Technique', and when Director Fu discovers Braille, it's really going to be a great show. Yun Haifeng snapped his fingers and stopped talking, "What a pity I won't get to witness this scene."

  She's really good at understanding people's minds, it's impressive that she has such skills.

  Lance gazed at the impending commotion unfolding in the distance, feeling genuinely relieved to be detached from it all.

  "Oh?" Upon hearing Principal Ji's response, Fu Shi lightly expressed his own doubts, "This isn't quite the same as what Fu Certain Person obtained. The content that Fu Certain Person 'saw' was natural magic."

  "No... it won't work." Principal Ji's back was already drenched in cold sweat, and beads of sweat had even appeared on his forehead.

  "Principal Ji is so sure, there must be a special reason. Let's hear it."

  Principal Ji was at a loss for words, unable to say that everything was caused by Wen Xuan, although everyone present knew what had happened.

  The principal was set up by someone.

  As for who is so bold, heaven knows.

  "It seems that Principal Ji was also deceived, it's better not to be too gullible when dealing with people, otherwise good intentions can lead to bad consequences." Fu Shi casually offered her own 'advice'.

  "Principal Ji said with a nod, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice without stopping."

  However, considering Principal Ji's kind intentions, this gift was accepted. Fu Huan changed to a warm smile, "But Principal Ji still needs to improve his ability to judge people and situations. I'll consider helping him find a good place for further study when I get back, which can be considered as repaying the kindness he has shown me."

  "...". Upon hearing Fu Shi's words, Ji Principal's eyes instantly dimmed, and he didn't dare to openly defy Fu Shi's meaning. His face turned ashen, devoid of vitality.

  As for such an ending, Lansheng didn't have much interest. At this time, what filled his mind was a question he had once asked Yun Haifan: "Do you really think that Director Fu doesn't know anything?"

  "What does he know, anyway?" Yun Haifeng's eyes were bright and clear. "Even if he knew everything clearly, he would still cooperate with us. He was already prepared to let the principal fall, and when the wall falls, everyone will push it. Would he still care about who pushed the wall? We've catered to his wishes, would he still want to add another trouble for himself to deal with our discontent?"