Chapter 75: The Women’s Academy

"Ding, task completed. Reward: one Heavenly Separation Pill, one Heart-Link Fruit!"

Yang Fan was in high spirits. Thanks to Ai Xiaomei, he’d finally reached a thousand points. Without hesitation, he exchanged them for a second Heavenly Separation Pill.

“Ding, Superpowered Sister System upgrading. Upgrade period: seven days.”

“Who designed this system? The upgrade speed is far too slow!” Yang Fan couldn’t help complaining in the car.

“What, you’re pretty quick yourself. You just spent two nights with someone and already claimed her for your own. Don’t you think that’s shameless? Aren’t you a scoundrel? An absolute bastard!” Lin Ruo retorted.

“She’s right, you really are a bastard,” Ai Xiaomei chimed in from the back seat.

“Keep quiet! This has nothing to do with you—just eat your food!” Yang Fan snapped.

“Oh, so now you’re justified? What’s wrong with us saying a few words?” Lin Ruo pressed.

Yang Fan was left speechless...

“Tell me, why don’t you settle things with your superior as well?”

...

Outside, police cars sped past one after another. The entire road was sealed off—buses, coaches, and police vehicles filled the way.

Yang Fan told Li Shuwei not to disclose his name. He didn’t want fame; he only wished to be wealthy.

Five clubs, one resort—the girls there were all being transferred by Lao San, Zhang Chen, Liu Haoyu, Ye Xiao, and everyone who could drive. The Shadow Hunt Squad had already taken control, escorting the girls to the Women’s Academy, while the female captives were detained separately and transported in secret.

In Tianning City, the Shadow Hunt Squad confiscated all of A Ying’s properties, cars, and assets. In Tianhai, A Bao’s possessions were seized as well—A Bao had been shot dead.

Of course, Li Shuwei and Zhang Hai wouldn’t bother to look into these matters in detail, so everything ended up in Yang Fan’s pocket.

“What do you think about turning those underground clubs into resorts too?” Lin Ruo didn’t bother to respond, but Ai Xiaomei nodded. However, Yang Fan didn’t want to engage with Ai Xiaomei.

“That’s doable. We can use A Ying and A Bao’s money to renovate those places,” Lin Xi said.

“Yes, we’ve made quite a profit this time.”

“Now you can keep even more people!” Lin Ruo suddenly remarked.

“Sis, I’ve never kept anyone!” Yang Fan replied gloomily.

Midnight had passed, but sleep eluded everyone. At four in the morning, they returned to Tianning. Both Tianning and Tianhai were on high alert—the entire exclusive road was sealed off, no vehicles allowed through.

Except for the white SUV. The bureau chief had called in orders: all vehicles were to follow the white SUV, heading for the Women’s Academy.

Some girls had already been brought there. The first group to arrive were from the Imperial Villa District, crying and begging not to be sold.

Whenever they saw someone in a white coat, they were terrified. Truly, the doctors were deeply moved—just what had these girls endured?

Even Xia Yufei’s presence was of no use. The only person they truly sought was the one who bought them, the one who smiled at them—Yang Fan.

“Come, let’s see the doctor,” someone called.

The girls struggled and trembled in fear. Yang Fan and his group arrived in time to witness the scene.

“Yufei!” Yang Fan called.

“Principal Xia, this is...?” a few doctors asked.

“This is the founder of the Women’s Academy, Yang Fan,” Xia Yufei introduced.

“Greetings, President Yang!”

...

“Thank you all for your hard work. These girls have been through trauma—we mustn’t let them be frightened again.”

Several of the girls ran directly to Yang Fan, recognizing only him.

“Master, please don’t sell me.”

“Master, really, I can dance!”

“Are you abandoning us?”

...

All the doctors were stunned. Just what had these girls gone through?

“Don’t worry, I’m just giving you a bigger place to live. See how spacious it is? You’ll have so many sisters here, all together, and I’ll always be here with you!” Yang Fan reassured them. “These doctors are just here to check your health. You barely ate at home before—of course you’re not well. Be good, let the doctor take a look.”

The girls, still fearful, went for their check-ups. Afterwards, they ran straight back to Yang Fan’s side.

“Master, you really won’t sell us?”

“I promise! Look, your sisters are arriving now!”

A bus pulled in—just the first one. There was a checkpoint ahead: only when one bus exited could another enter.

As the girls stepped off the bus, fear was etched into their faces. Yang Fan knew it would take a very long time for them to adjust.

Boxed meals were provided. Xia Yufei directed the girls to collect them in an orderly fashion. Many female university students from the teacher’s college were there to help—assigning dormitories, distributing meals.

Xu Zihan was also present, along with the Fanmei staff. Every available resource had been mobilized. Nightflame Hotel had worked through the night, preparing food. Liu Haoyu and the others were still on the road.

The school was luxurious, with a park, a swimming pool—the only thing missing was classrooms, because the girls had become fearful of classroom life. The dorms were equipped with televisions and cell phones as standard. Of course, on their first night here, they were completely at a loss, and without exception, none of them dared sleep in the beds.

No amount of coaxing helped. Yang Fan spent the night in the medical room, inquiring about their condition as lights flickered all night long.

It took four whole days to settle the girls in—and this was just the beginning. More would be rescued and sent in the future.

Li Shuwei and Zhang Hai had returned. It was only now they understood the extent of the psychological trauma these girls had suffered.

They dared not sleep in beds; every action was cautious, they wouldn’t eat until full, were afraid of strangers, and dreaded doctors.

Yet, when left alone to play, their talents shone through—singing, dancing, gifted in every way.

They would only approach one person: Yang Fan.

Ai Xiaomei handed out snacks, the girls munching quietly—these were still the ones from the Imperial Villas, most of whom didn’t even dare step outside their rooms.

“I think Xiaomei is perfect for this place,” Yang Fan remarked.

“True enough, with her outgoing nature, she’ll fit right in.”

Li Shuwei and Zhang Hai stood nearby.

“Leaders, let’s not publicize their condition. I think the best way for them to recover is to give them peace and time. If we have time, we can check in from afar.”

“At this point, that’s probably best. Whenever they see a stranger, they think you’re here to sell them,” Li Shuwei observed.

“Regarding their relatives, I suggest we go through the police first, then let the academy confirm. I’m afraid it might cause them panic!”

“Agreed, we’re all on the same page,” everyone decided before leaving the academy.

Yang Fan looked out at the wilderness, accessible by only one road, and saw how vast the outskirts were.

“Leaders, what do you think about turning this barren land into a forest park surrounding the Women’s Academy?”

After all, since the Shadow Hunt Squad had completed their mission, the manor was now abandoned.

“Why not, if you have the money,” Li Shuwei replied.

“All right, I’ll find someone to draw up plans tomorrow,” Yang Fan said, shaking his head. “Then, when you come to visit, you’ll be able to see it for yourselves!”