That night, deep into the night, Blake Carter was returning late from training outside. Not wanting to disturb anyone’s sleep, he made no sound, using his movement technique to quietly slip through the corridor. Just as he was about to turn a corner, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures flashing by and disappearing at the far end of the high wall, dozens of meters to his left.

Those two figures had actually climbed over the wall to the other side.

Blake Carter certainly knew that on the other side of this wall lived only girls—daughters of noble families from all over Luojiang County, also studying at this Martial Apprentice Academy.

Those two figures were clearly male students from the academy. Sneaking into the girls’ dormitory in the middle of the night? What could they possibly be up to?

In his previous life, Blake Carter had three great hates: first, the corrupt officials who brought disaster to the country; second, the traitors who betrayed their homeland; and third, the lechers who preyed on good women.

Now, in this life, he wasn’t overflowing with righteousness, but he still had his basic principles. Seeing this situation, he couldn’t help but want to see what was really going on.

With a swift step, he arrived beneath the wall, hiding in a concealed corner, pressing against the wall to eavesdrop for a while. Blake Carter was in no hurry to play the hero.

Who knew if there was a trap waiting for him on the other side of the wall?

After listening for a moment, he heard two faint footsteps quickly approaching from a distance—it was clearly those two returning.

“Did you get it?”

“Heh heh, I made quite a haul tonight—got four pieces. How about you?”

“I got six. Heh heh, look at this pink dudou—tsk tsk, how flirty! I wonder which little vixen wore this?”

The two figures climbed over the high wall and were over in an instant. Once across, they moved with purpose, heading straight through the corridor—directly toward Blake Carter’s dormitory.

Blake Carter sensed something and quickly followed.

The two soon arrived at the door of Blake Carter’s dorm, and with a flick of the hand, they actually produced a key to his room, opened the door with ease, and slipped inside.

“Heh heh, that kid’s out late again, who knows where he’s off fooling around—he’s not here, just as expected. Where should we hide it?”

“Of course, the more hidden the better. If you’re going to put on a show, you have to make it look real.”

“Heh heh, Young Master Hughes always has a way. Now that we’ve helped him with this, when it comes to me chasing after Du Qiuer, Young Master Hughes will have to help a brother out, right?”

“Stop drooling over girls and hurry up and hide the stuff. If that kid comes back, the plan’s ruined.”

Young Master Hughes? Instantly, an image of a young martial apprentice popped into Blake Carter’s mind.

No doubt about it, it was a scion of the powerful Xu family. The youngest son of the Xu clan leader, Peter Hughes, was notorious as a bully at the Luojiang Martial Apprentice Academy.

Thinking back to last time, when Gou Sheng accompanied Xu Sihai to lobby his Qin family, Blake Carter had already formed a preliminary conclusion. Linking it to the duel with David Bolton, it was almost certain that Peter Hughes was behind it all.

Watching the two leave, Blake Carter had an idea.

He quietly returned to his room, found the pile of “stolen goods,” grabbed them, locked the door again, and slipped away like a ghost.

So, Peter Hughes, you like playing dirty? Well, I’ll play dirty with you!

Chapter 0009: Miss Young’s Fury

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of urgent gong strikes shattered the peace of the Martial Apprentice Academy. In the middle of the night, it sounded especially eerie.

“There’s a thief, a flying thief!”

“Catch the thief! Someone just climbed over from the girls’ dorm!”

It was as if the whole thing had been rehearsed. In no time, more than a dozen students burst out of their dorms, each holding a torch, knocking on doors one by one.

“Get up! Catch the thief!”

Moments later, the signature screams of girls rang out from the girls’ dorm.

“Where’s my bra?”

“Huh? My panties are gone!”

“Damn it, where did I put my dudou?”

With the commotion on both sides, the whole academy was thrown into chaos. As soon as word spread that the girls’ dorm had been robbed, the testosterone in the boys’ dorm spiked. The martial apprentices who had been reluctant to get out of bed all leapt up, righteously indignant.

Are you kidding? When else would they get a chance to get close to the girls’ dorm? If they didn’t seize this opportunity to show off, when would they?

After asking around, they heard that what had been stolen from the girls’ dorm was actually underwear. The blood of these hot-blooded young men instantly turned from human to beast, boiling even hotter. They rubbed their fists and cursed loudly in the corridor.

“Damn, what kind of pervert did this?”

“Shit, isn’t this just humiliating? If you want a woman, you don’t have to resort to that, do you?”

“What do you know? That’s called a fetish, okay?”

For a while, spit flew everywhere, and the small square outside the boys’ dorm was packed with people. Peter Hughes stood among the crowd, his face dark.

He turned to ask the martial apprentice beside him, “Eric Lee, were you the first to spot the thief?”

The martial apprentice named Eric Lee quickly replied, “Yes, Young Master Hughes! I was half asleep and woke up needing to pee. Didn’t want to go to the outhouse, so I just did it by the wall. Halfway through, someone jumped over from the other side of the wall. Scared the hell out of me.”

“What did the thief look like? Did you see?” Peter Hughes asked again.