Lu De’s brow furrowed even deeper. His gut told him that something was amiss.

“Taking a thousand steps back, even if I did owe you money from gambling, where’s the promissory note then? Why don’t you bring it out and show everyone?” challenged Zu An.

Plum Blossom Thirteen shouted back in agitation, “I’ve already given you the promissory note!”

Zu An raised his hands up high and said innocently, “Teacher, so as to prove my innocence, I ask you to search my body to see if I have the note he speaks of!”

“You tore it up earlier!” Plum Blossom Thirteen finally understood why Zu An had done that. From the very start, he was already scheming to do him in!

Zu An sighed helplessly before answering, “Even if I tore it up, there should still be traces of it around, right?”

“You crushed it so thoroughly that it turned to dust and scattered with the wind earlier!” Plum Blossom Thirteen insisted.

Zu An shook his head. “Aren’t you trying a little too hard? Who in Brightmoon City doesn’t know that I’m notoriously useless? If I did have the power to crush a piece of paper to dust, would I have been assigned to the Yellow class in the first place?”

“But he really…” Plum Blossom Thirteen felt a chill run down his spine. He...