54: What a coincidence, security check, what a handsome brother

Li Ziyu turned his head.

He saw a petite girl wearing a white crew-neck shirt and a school-style short skirt.

She was looking at him with a face full of pleasant surprise.

It was Xia Lin.

Xia Lin seemed to have dressed up specially today.

She had light makeup on her face, and her fair skin, accentuated by the makeup, looked like porcelain.

There wasn't a single blemish.

When she smiled, two small dimples appeared, and her watery eyes blinked brightly.

Li Ziyu blinked, looking at the graceful Xia Lin in front of him.

Suddenly, he recalled the scene from yesterday at the dinner table, when his cousin Zhao Yanan asked him when he was going to Modu.

So, she was inquiring about his whereabouts for Xia Lin.

Li Ziyu looked at Xia Lin, who only reached a little above his chest, and responded with a half-smile:

“What a coincidence~”

Li Ziyu drew out the word “coincidence”.

Under Li Ziyu’s gaze, a blush unconsciously flashed across Xia Lin’s fair cheeks.

Her gaze instinctively dropped, not daring to meet Li Ziyu’s eyes directly.

Her two fair, lotus-root-like arms were clasped behind her back, her small hands intertwined, and she spoke in a barely audible voice:

“Student Li Ziyu, I’m also going to Modu to report. I enrolled in Lanpu Martial Arts University.”

“I wonder which train you’re taking?”

“...I remember there’s only one high-speed train from Xu Jiang City to Modu in the morning, right?”

Li Ziyu chuckled softly.

He knew Lanpu Martial Arts University; it was also in Modu and was considered a good Martial Arts University nationwide.

It seemed Xia Lin's scores weren't enough for Modu Martial Arts University, so she chose Lanpu Martial Arts University.

Of course, his own connection might have played a part.

Li Ziyu slung his backpack over his shoulder and waved to Xia Lin:

“Since we’re both going to Modu, let’s go together.”

“Hurry up, the train is about to arrive at the station.”

“Mhm, coming~”

Li Ziyu's words made a brilliant smile blossom on Xia Lin's face.

Looking at Li Ziyu’s tall, slender back with his shoulders squared, she suddenly felt happy.

She felt as if the sunlight had become brighter.

She responded cheerfully and quickly followed Li Ziyu’s steps.

The two walked side by side and soon reached security.

Li Ziyu was carrying a weapon this time, so he had to go through security to take the high-speed train.

They arrived at the Martial Artist-exclusive security channel.

A young woman in a blue patrol uniform held up the medal proving he was a First Level Peak Martial Artist.

At the same time, her gaze went back and forth, scrutinizing Li Ziyu’s face.

Her eyes were filled with nothing but surprise.

“Uh… Student, is this First Level Peak Martial Artist medal really yours?”

“Impersonating a Martial Artist is a very serious crime!”

It wasn't that she was intentionally targeting Li Ziyu; it was mainly because Li Ziyu's face was too young.

In her opinion, he wasn't even eighteen.

She had never seen a First Level Peak Martial Artist under eighteen.

Unheard of!

As she spoke, another patrol officer was attracted by the commotion and walked over.

After glancing at the First Level Peak Martial Artist medal in the young woman's hand, he also looked suspicious.

“It’s genuine. This is my admission letter; it has a number that should prove my identity as a Martial Artist.”

One drawback of this Martial Artist identification medal was that it didn't have a photo.

And coincidentally, the machine at this high-speed rail station that could verify Martial Artist identities was broken and under repair.

To prove his identity as a Martial Artist, he would have to go to the Martial Arts Association.

However, that back and forth would probably take at least half an hour, and the high-speed train was about to depart, so he didn't want to delay.

But luckily, he had his Modu University admission letter with him.

It had high credibility and could also prove his identity as a Martial Artist.

“Oh, oh… Okay, I’m really sorry.”

“Regulations state that only Martial Artists can carry weapons on the train. We are just conducting routine checks, and we apologize for the inconvenience.”

The patrol officer quickly stood up and politely took the admission letter from Li Ziyu’s hand.

As she opened it, another patrol officer nearby also leaned in.

Upon seeing the university on the admission letter, the patrol officer’s beautiful eyes unconsciously widened, and she said in astonishment:

“Modu Superpower University?”

“Ah, I remember now! Li Ziyu, you are Li Ziyu, this year’s top scorer in the national college entrance examination!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!”

“I didn’t expect you to be in the economy class, and I didn’t recognize you just now.”

At this moment, the patrol officer suddenly thought of something.

She immediately covered her mouth with both hands.

At the same time, her eyes widened.

After a moment, she reacted and quickly returned the admission letter to Li Ziyu, while continuously apologizing profusely.

Meanwhile, the other patrol officer also recognized Li Ziyu’s identity and quickly stepped forward to help Li Ziyu with his luggage, while frequently glancing at Li Ziyu.

He was even younger than imagined.

“It’s fine.”

Li Ziyu waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.

It was all for public safety; he could understand.

After all, for ordinary people, a Martial Artist carrying a weapon was as destructive as a flood or a savage beast, so necessary security checks still had to be performed.

He was just a little emotional about the status of Martial Artists.

At this moment, a person in a white patrol uniform, who appeared to be the captain, also walked over.

After quickly understanding the situation, he respectfully said to Li Ziyu:

“Student, that was our oversight, and we’ve delayed your time!”

“To express our apologies, we have upgraded your and your companion’s seats to VIP business class. We apologize for the inconvenience.”

Li Ziyu looked surprised upon hearing this.

There was such a good thing?

He didn’t refuse.

A business class ticket for the high-speed train from Xu Jiang to Modu cost several thousand.

With his current savings, it wasn't a burden.

However, a Martial Artist’s physique far surpassed that of an ordinary person.

Let alone sitting for six hours in second class, even standing for six hours, he wouldn't feel anything.

Adhering to the principle that money should be spent on buying Qi Blood Pills, he had bought a second-class ticket.

But now that he could upgrade, it was an unexpected bonus.

Declining the offer for luggage assistance, Li Ziyu and Xia Lin entered the station together and boarded the train.

In the business class carriage, there were only eight seats in the entire carriage.

The space was spacious and brightly lit.

Four tall, attractive female attendants in uniform.

Stood smiling in the four corners of the carriage, ready to meet passengers' service needs at any time.

Six of the eight seats were already occupied.

Among them were four young people who looked like students.

Two boys and two girls were chatting loudly, their tones revealing pride and self-satisfaction.

However, it was clear that the conversation among these few people revolved around one young man with dyed blonde hair and freckles.

“Huang Shao, your strength has already reached the First Level Intermediate Martial Artist realm, right?”

One of the four, a girl with long blonde wavy hair, sat by the window and asked Huang Shao with an envious expression and a curious tone.

“Haha, I’ve only just reached First Level Intermediate. I’m about to go for my First Level Advanced Martial Artist certification. It’s nothing worth showing off,”

Huang Shao waved his hand and smiled dismissively, appearing modest.

However, the arrogance in his eyes was practically plastered on his face.

“Ah, I’m only a First Level Primary Martial Artist, Huang Shao, and you’re already almost Advanced, so amazing!”

The girl with the wavy hair widened her eyes, looking surprised and envious.

Another young man in the group, wearing black-rimmed glasses, also looked envious, with a hint of fawning on his face:

“Huang Shao is so young and is about to become a First Level Advanced Martial Artist. In Lanpu University, we’ll follow Huang Shao.”

Another girl in their group also chimed in.

They weren't lowering their voices, and the tall attendant nearby heard everything clearly, an envious expression unconsciously appearing on her face as she looked at the four people talking loudly.

Especially when she saw Huang Shao, her envy was even more evident.

Such a young Martial Artist, and he was even admitted to Lanpu Martial Arts University, which ranked among the top ten nationwide.

Truly a prodigy.

Huang Shao thoroughly enjoyed being flattered by those around him, maintaining a reserved demeanor but with every word, he subtly praised himself:

“Don’t worry, I’ll look out for you all at Lanpu Martial Arts University in the future.”

“I’ve already been invited to join the Mutual Aid Society, the strongest club at Lanpu Martial Arts University. When your cultivation levels improve, I’ll bring you in…”

Huang Shao finished speaking, deliberately pausing to give the two girls time to flatter him.

The Mutual Aid Society’s influence spread across several Martial Arts Universities in Modu; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was the strongest club among all universities in Modu.

Its main headquarters were at Modu Martial Arts University.

Those invited to join the Mutual Aid Society were all elites among elites, all top-scorer level individuals!

Anyone who heard that would be proud.

But after waiting for a while, the imagined flattery didn't come.

Huang Shao was a bit displeased and glanced at the two girls accompanying him.

He saw that their eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly in the direction of the aisle, and they unconsciously muttered:

“So… such a handsome older brother.”

“I feel like I’m in love. Can I go ask him for his Flying Letter?”