Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 363: 278. The new instructor at Martial Arts School, Qing Chen (requesting monthly tickets)

A servant from Qing’s Family struggled to explain, “Boss, there are many bullet marks scattered across the mountain, and it’s impossible to distinguish which ones he left.”

“I am prepared,” Qing Yi said calmly, “Let Xie Bin take you guys to find them.”

Xie Bin, the name of the sniper.

“So, boss, you wanted to check the distribution of his bullet marks, which is why you had me switch his bullets?” the sniper Xie Bin asked.

Just now, while shooting with the sniper rifle, Xie Bin had risen and intentionally left behind only the Armor-Piercing Incendiary rounds.

The tip of the specialized sniper rifle bullets, different bullets have different patterns, such as an orange-red ring on the Armor-Piercing Incendiary rounds to distinguish the types.

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However, ordinary people at the shooting range would not use these specialized bullets.

Now, they only needed to find these specialized bullets on the mountain behind the target to know which ones were shot by Qing Chen.

Sometimes, Xie Bin felt that his young boss was truly demonic, often thinking of details they overlooked.

He couldn’t help but wonder, how was such a demonic young man born?

There probably isn’t a more demonic young man than Qing Yi.

Xie Bin, leading more than ten servants from the Qing’s Family, rushed behind the target and searched for the bullet marks on the mountain, marking each one.

Qing Chen had fired a total of 17 shots, one of which grazed the edge of the target paper, with the rest missing the target entirely.

Under Xie Bin’s guidance, Qing Yi’s servants spent over an hour locating all these bullet marks.

Qing Yi stood at a distance, watching the marked bullet marks, but he couldn’t discern any connection between them.

“Xie Bin, take photos of this place and send them to my father’s strategist for analysis to see if there’s any connection between these bullet marks,” Qing Yi said.

“Okay,” Xie Bin sent the photos.

But after half an hour, Qing Yi’s father’s strategist replied, “No obvious pattern detected.”

This meant that when Qing Chen was shooting, he indeed did not leave any trace of showing off his skills during his disguise.

The sniper, Xie Bin, thought for a moment and said, “Boss, it looks like he wasn’t showing off.”

Qing Yi nodded, “I overestimated him. With his previous flaunting of handguns and automatic rifles, he really doesn’t seem like someone who would hide his skills.”

“Boss, his sense for shooting within 200 meters is quite impressive,” Xie Bin reminded.

“Yes, I know,” Qing Yi nodded, “but it’s limited. I’m not afraid of someone who is openly aggressive, I fear those who hide in the shadows.”

However, what he did not know was that even that aggressiveness was feigned by Qing Chen, just to ensure his performance was flawless.

In this world, heroes and demons are not solitary; Qing Chen, despite still being young, rarely had a vain mindset.

So hiding skills meant just that, and showing off while doing so would be foolish.

At that moment, in the hover car, Li Changqing spoke earnestly, “Today you practiced with a sniper rifle, I was even surprised you hit the 600-meter target on your first attempt, so don’t be discouraged. I’ve already spoken to the range, from now on whenever you come here to practice, you’ll have unrestricted access.”

He continued, pulling out a card, “Scan it with your cellphone. This way, no matter where you go, as long as you carry your phone, you can verify your identity and you’ll have access to almost anywhere in the Li Family Manor, you can even come and go freely.”

“Is this appropriate?” Qing Chen wondered.

“It’s appropriate, you’re soon to be a Fighting Instructor at Li’s School, which gives you high status within the Li Family,” Li Changqing explained: “If any student disrespects you, no matter from which branch, you can beat them, and they can’t retaliate.”

“A school instructor… is the status that high?” Qing Chen asked, puzzled.

“Yes, in the Li Family, the younger generation cannot outright contradict the elders, and no one can contradict the Family Head. In this house, only one person has the final say, and that’s the Family Head,” Li Changqing explained.

Qing Chen understood that this was a highly centralized family, with the Family Head’s position no different from that of an Emperor.

He suddenly wondered if the Li Family adhered to Confucianism, hence their focus on the traditional hierarchy of ‘Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Parents, Teacher’.

However, the issue was that the residence of the Master of Li Family was called “Bao Pu Tower,” which was derived from Daoism. The phrase “Bao Pu” even originates from Chapter 19 of “Dao De Jing”: See simplicity, hold onto purity, lessen self-interest, reduce desires.

This made Qing Chen feel that the ruling philosophy of the Li Family was somewhat mixed.

At that moment, Li Changqing smiled at Qing Chen, “In the school, once the Martial Arts School starts, you only need to teach two days a week. However, to establish yourself firmly in Li’s School, you also need real skills. Today, quite a few of the younger generation have heard about your starting the Martial Arts School, so they are all waiting.”

Qing Chen froze, suddenly having an ominous premonition.

Li Changqing smiled and asked, “Still willing to become an instructor?”

“Willing,” Qing Chen nodded.

“Oh, you didn’t refuse this time,” Li Changqing curiously asked, “Why?”

Qing Chen reluctantly explained, “You’ve already announced it, and if I refuse now, you’d have to find someone else at the last minute, which would be very embarrassing for you.”

Li Changqing’s eyes brightened, “Finally, you’re considering my position.”

However, Qing Chen’s willingness to become an instructor at the school was purely because Uncle Li Dong had called him before his trip, stating that as a condition for his master leaving the 18th City, Qing Chen had to choose a disciple from the Li Family to continue as a Knight.