Fu Rong was lying on her bed. Anger was emitting from her cold eyes. Due to her overflowing anger, she lost control of her yin energy, and a slight black mist was swirling around her. Fu Rong closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were back to their cold self, as though there was no anger in them and the black mist around her was imaginary.
Even after coming back from the hospital, she couldn't help thinking about how bad the accident was. Without her talismans, her father would have died. How cruel those women's hearts were. "No, this won't do. I need to prepare to attack them. I need to get back my stolen luck." Though this accident was planned by them, with her luck, she could overcome their plans. The first thing she needed to do was find the doll they had hidden to borrow her luck.
It may sound easy, but with the warlock they found, it must be hidden somewhere with powerful arrays. She first needed an inkling of where the doll was hidden. She then looked at herself in the mirror. She shook her head. Though she had regained her cultivation and the skills she learned in her past life and as a ghost, this current body's strength is far from holding the backlash of those skills.
"Ahh... I need to increase my body strength. I can hold on for simple talismans, but if I need to face that warlock or break the array, I would be in a tough spot." She learned from her past life's experience, with blood and pain, that it's better to be prepared for a rainy day than to regret.
With that, she checked her card. Her dad used to give her a monthly allowance of 1,00,000 yuan. But ever since her aunt took over house management, her allowance was cut down to 10,000 yuan monthly, saying she is too young. To hell with that. Bai Yan's monthly expenses were increased to 1,00,000 yuan while she is also 17 years old. What bias, and that too with her father's hard-earned money. Fu Rong was fuming.
Now she only had 5,000 yuan on her card. Though her father had cut ties with her aunt, it was not done openly to avoid her schemes. But asking for money from her dad without giving a proper reason was also not possible, especially after the accident. This was not the right time to bring up this issue. Fu Rong thought for some time and decided on a plan.
The next day at school, Fu Rong walked down the corridor and came to the door of a classroom. The door was slightly closed. Fu Rong's eyes turned cold. As a celestial master, if she couldn't even sense what those class bullies were planning for her, it would be a shame to her skills in divination.
She didn't enter the class and stood outside quietly. The homeroom teacher, who came in quickly, glanced at Fu Rong and was about to push the door open to enter the class. Fu Rong stopped him with a hurt expression. Combined with her stunning face and vulnerable demeanor, she looked like a sickly beauty, evoking pity from others.
He always knew Fu Rong was bullied by the class students, and she was too timid to retaliate. Even though he had complained about the children to their parents, it fell on deaf ears. All the students at Imperial First School were either young generations of powerful families or had connections. They had either power, money, or both. He was a simple teacher and couldn't face the wrath of those people. Even though he couldn't stand injustice, he couldn't go against how the world worked.
He pushed open the door to see what those students were planning to do to bully her, but he was stunned when a bucket full of water fell on him. He was thoroughly drenched.
The students, who expected Fu Rong to be drenched, shouted in chorus to laugh at her.
"Laugh... Laugh... Let me see how you are going to laugh when I take you to the principal's office," Mr. Zhao, the homeroom teacher, reprimanded them. When they saw that their homeroom teacher was drenched instead of Fu Rong, the bullies were stunned. Though they were afraid of him complaining to their parents, he could very well give them demerit points, which could affect their total score in exams.
"Teacher Zhao. We were just kidding around with classmate Fu". Those few students were so scared of being complained again that they hastened to their feet to explain.
"Classmate Fu, don't get us wrong. We..we were purely joking with you. Don't take it to heart. It's been a long time since we've seen you and just played with you. We were really just too lacking in consideration." Li Na knew that Fu rong was a timid girl and soft hearted, so she apologized with a smiling face and said, "Classmate Fu, will you forgive us?"