What face do you have?

The entire marriage matchmaking process was full of drama and unexpected events, something even Fang Jing hadn't anticipated.

She looked back at her new husband, Yang Ding, still in a daze.

It's not absolutely necessary to match them when they come; the Zhao family can delay it.

How could I do something so stupid after being provoked by the old witch?

"Why you?"

She posed a profound question: the probability of this happening is extremely low.

Yang Ding shook his head. "I don't know, Sister Jing. Could it be another bug?"

Yang Ding originally wanted to pretend and persuade Fang Jing to give feedback to the principal.

But considering that the marriage had already been arranged, and that pretending would damage her husband's image, she gladly accepted.

The system does not accept fake affection levels; true love must be built on mutual trust.

Fang Jing also vaguely noticed some clues at this moment.

"Once it's called a bug, twice it's called an inevitability; the situation seems to be becoming clear."

Seeing that the three of them had become the focus of attention, Ye Rou said, "Sister Jing, let's go home first and talk about it later."

Fang Jing, still holding the child, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back first."

She turned to face the discipline master blocking her way and shouted angrily, "Get out of the way!"

If this old witch hadn't suddenly appeared, she wouldn't have made this mistake at all.

Ye Rou thought the discipline director was going to stop them, so she put her hands on her hips and walked to the front to protect her husband and Fang Jing, saying fiercely, "Director Xiang, do you want to fight? I'm not afraid of you metal-type ability users."

The discipline director glanced at Yang Ding, his expression changed drastically, and instead of getting angry, he obediently made way for him.

"That's not what I meant. The system-arranged marriage is the will of the Empire."

The three were somewhat surprised; their attitudes had changed rather quickly.

Can't you see that the 68-year-old head of student affairs has been assisting the president in managing the university for a long time?

Only now did she realize why the principal had refused to report the system bug to the Empire and instead tricked and deceived Ye Rou into following him.

That old fox almost got her into a trap; this kind of high-level game is not something she can afford to play.

Although Yang Ding was an unawakened pawn, he had now become a test subject, and she, as a mere discipline director, could not afford to offend him.

She was just curious whether choosing the unremarkable Yang Ding was random or intentional.

Thinking that his nephew was going to test Yang Ding's skills the day after tomorrow, and seeing Tianyou's bitter and hateful look, he might accidentally kill Yang Ding, which would bring trouble to the Zhou family.

She went to Xiang Tianyou's house again; he had beaten his wife again that morning.

His wife was at least a second-class cultivator, with a first-grade lower realm cultivation level. She smashed the house to pieces, even tearing the refrigerator door off.

Her legs were also broken, and she sat on the ground crying.

"Where is Tianyou?"

"That beast brought a woman back to sleep, and then went to the rooftop to practice his kung fu with that little vixen Huang Bingbing."

The discipline director stormed upstairs, and seeing Xiang Tianyou's greatly improved skills, he became even more worried.

If that axe had struck Yang Ding on the head, the entire Zhou family would have been wiped out.

"Stop, I need to talk to you."

"Didn't we agree to stay out of each other's way?"

Xiang Tianyou didn't want to talk to this aunt.

"I told you to stop!"

With a loud shout, the discipline master's steel axe flew from his hand and became lodged in the wall.

Although the discipline director, Xiang Lan, is 68 years old, she is still an A-level metal-type ability user who can manipulate all metal elements and has extremely powerful attack capabilities.

However, those with superpowers who don't reach the S-rank cannot control aging through mental power.

As she gets older, her abilities decline. She fell from Grade A and will soon fall to Grade B.

Xiang Tianyou tried to pull out the axe, but he couldn't get it out no matter what he did.

Huang Bingbing crossed her legs and laughed, "Your aunt is using her powers, I can't even pull it out, so don't waste your energy."

Xiang Tianyou was so angry that he yelled at his aunt, "Just say what you want to say all at once, don't keep bothering me."

Xiang Lan looked at Huang Bingbing and said, "Huang, could you please spare my nephew for my sake?"

"What face will you have after leaving Jiangling University?" Huang Bingbing asked.

If Xiang Tianyou were even slightly sensible, he would know that Huang Bingbing's background was not normal.

For a student from Class 2, Grade 3 to dare speak to the discipline director like that, his family must be at least in the middle or upper echelons of Jiangling City.

The number of middle and upper-level families can be counted on one hand, and none of them would even give Xiang Tianyou a second glance.

But Xiang Tianyou's mind was already under control, and he was completely unaware of it.

"Then I'll have no choice but to ask the Governor for help."

The once domineering head of discipline at school was now so humble.

Even so, it still did not arouse the nephew's suspicion.

Upon hearing that she was going to see Zhou Ruoxi, Huang Bingbing said somewhat impatiently, "I didn't do anything to him. I just think he has potential and I'd like to nurture him. You can pay for his training yourself."

Xiang Tianyou was naturally unwilling.

"Aunt, could you give me one top-grade second-rank beast core every week?"

"Next year, when I advance to the second rank, I can take third-rank beast pills. Each one costs 30,000. Do you have the money?"

The discipline director certainly couldn't do that; a nephew can never compare to a biological son or grandson.

"Tianyou, I'm just here to tell you that Yang Ding and Fang Jing have successfully paired up again today. His identity is very special. You must not kill him during the weekly test the day after tomorrow, or our family will suffer."

Before Xiang Tianyou could realize the seriousness of the problem, Huang Bingbing jumped up.

"Didn't Yang Ding just get married not long ago? Why is he going to arrange another marriage?"

"It wasn't her who got the role; Fang Jing volunteered to get it, but he's still her husband."

Which Fang Jing?

"There is only one Fang Jing at Jiangling University, and that is Fang Jing, the A-level ability user in the Space Department."

Xiang Tianyou finally realized what was happening, "Why? Why did the Imperial Marriage System assign such a rare gem to Yang Ding as his wife? Who does he think he is? Who does he think he is...?"

Huang Bingbing was very annoyed and slapped him on the mouth, "Shut up!"

"Yes, Master."

Although she was ruthless and perverted, she was still a member of the Zhou family.

The Zhou family is weak, and this vicious woman who has done all sorts of evil deeds will surely be torn apart by her enemies.

Seeing how quickly Huang Bingbing reacted to the matter, the discipline director became even more certain that he had not guessed wrong.

The woman's file shows she comes from a very poor family; her parents died tragically when she was three years old. So there's only one possibility.

She was a member of that legendary spy organization, but her exact status remained unknown.

There's only one reason she ended up in Class C2: she was close to Yang Ding.

My nephew won't listen to advice and is willing to die; no one can stop him. Anyway, she doesn't want to get involved in this mess anymore.

"Huang, please advise him to be careful on Monday."

Xiang Tianyou, however, refused to comply.

"You're the one who called me incompetent and said I was no match for this piece of trash. You're also the one who advised me not to touch him. Martial Arts Academy tests have always been about self-inflicted injury or death. What are you afraid of?"