The Mighty Mage-Chapter 479: Not His Fiancée

Gu Jin’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"I’m not his fiancée," she said calmly, though there was a sharpness in her voice.

"There’s no relationship between us."

The room went dead silent.

Everyone who had been laughing or chatting just a second ago stopped.

The quiet was so sudden and strange, it felt like the air itself had frozen.

Gu Jin blinked and looked around.

"...Why is everyone so quiet?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yun Qing didn’t answer right away. Instead, she reached out and gently tugged on Gu Jin’s sleeve.

"Gu Jin..." she whispered and then pointed toward the entrance.

Gu Jin followed her gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat.

At the large entrance to the hall stood Long Yifan.

He was wearing a clean, dark blue uniform with golden stripes along the shoulders—clearly marked as a captain.

His black hair was a little longer than before, gently brushing his collar, and his expression was calm, unreadable.

Standing behind him were four other people. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The one who stood closest to him had bright red hair and very fair skin, with a teasing smile on his lips. His eyes sparkled like he had just heard something very funny.

"Wow, Yifan," he said with a laugh. "Did you hear that? She said she doesn’t even like you."

Gu Jin’s face turned slightly red, but she didn’t take her words back.

Long Yifan didn’t react. His face remained calm, like nothing had happened. Without saying a word, he simply walked past the crowd with steady steps and led his team toward Instructor Luo.

Instructor Luo stepped forward to greet them.

Long Yifan stopped in front of him and gave a slight bow. His voice was cool and respectful.

"Instructor Luo. I’ve brought the National Team as requested."

Instructor Luo smiled warmly. "Welcome, Long Yifan. It’s good to see you again."

Then Long Yifan turned slightly to gesture to his team.

"I’ll introduce my team members now," he said.

He pointed to the black-haired woman with striking blue eyes. Her gaze was sharp, and she carried herself like a sword—quiet but dangerous.

"This is Bai Qing. She specializes in water, lightning, and wind magic."

Next, he motioned toward the red-haired man who had spoken earlier. He was tall, with a mischievous grin and a relaxed posture.

"This is Xu Zhen. He focuses on fire, sound, and light magic."

Xu Zhen gave a playful wave. "Nice to meet you all~ Hope you’re fun to fight with."

The third person was another man, with neat black hair and a calm, almost cold face. His eyes were sharp, and he had an air of control about him.

"This is Zhang Jie. He specializes in earth, plant, and metal magic."

Zhang Jie gave a polite nod but said nothing.

Finally, Long Yifan pointed to the last person—a young woman with light brown hair tied into a neat ponytail. She had a cheerful, friendly face and a bright smile.

"And this is Li Mian. She works with psychic, healing, and illusion magic."

Li Mian waved both hands. "Hello! I’ve heard a lot about you all!"

Instructor Luo nodded at each of them.

"Thank you for coming. I hope this exchange program goes well for everyone."

As the introductions ended, all the students stared in awe.

So these were the top-ranked mages in the country?

Each of them looked strong and confident.

But still... it was Long Yifan who caught the most attention.

He hadn’t said a word to Gu Jin.

Not even a glance.

Gu Jin clenched her hands behind her back, trying not to show anything on her face.

’Good,’ she told herself. ’This is better. No need to talk. No need to remember the past.’

But somehow... it still stung.

Just a little.

Li Mian would suddenly turn toward Gu Jin and say with a smile,

"Gu Jin, you just now said that you don’t like our captain and there is no relationship between you and him, so will it be alright if I take him?"

Before Gu Jin could answer, Long Yifan’s cold voice rang out,

"Li Mian, you will extra 20 laps."

"But Captain, you know I like you!"

"40 laps." Long Yifan said sternly.

Li Mian’s eyes widened.

"Wha—Captain! That’s not fair!" she cried out, her cheeks puffing up like a pouting child.

"60 laps," Long Yifan said calmly, not even looking at her.

The whole room burst into laughter.

Even Instructor Luo chuckled. "Yifan, don’t bully your teammates too much."

Long Yifan didn’t reply. His face stayed cool, his expression unreadable.

Li Mian crossed her arms and huffed. "Fine! I’ll run! But I still think you’re handsome!"

Gu Jin stood there, completely frozen.

She didn’t know what was happening anymore. Just a minute ago, she was mad. Now, she was confused and a little embarrassed.

Bai Qing would smile and turn toward Gu Jin with an embarrassed look,

"Don’t mind Li Mian. She is just too straightforward. She likes Yifan a lot."

"20 laps. Bai Qing." Long Yifan coldly ordered.

It was as if talking with Gu Jin would mean that the team members would be punished.

Everyone sensed this too, and for a moment, the atmosphere would turn awkward.

Gu Jin’s face gradually turned cold.

Was this his way of saying that she wasn’t worthy of him?

Good! Then he should stay away from her!

Han Xiaoyu, ignoring the atmosphere, turned toward Long Yifan and asked hopefully,

"Mr. Long, can I click a picture with you?"

Long Yifan looked at Han Xiaoyu for a moment.

His face didn’t change. It was still cold and calm.

But then he gave a small nod.

"Just one," he said.

Han Xiaoyu’s eyes lit up like stars. "Really? Thank you, thank you!"

She pulled out her crystal device and ran to stand beside him, holding it up with both hands. "Say cheese!"

Long Yifan didn’t smile, but he stood still for the picture.

Click.

Han Xiaoyu giggled. "Ahhh! I got it! I’m going to show this to everyone back home!"

Gu Jin rolled her eyes. So now he was clicking a picture with the snake of the team to spite her?

Thank god she doesn’t feel anything for anyone.

And yet, in a corner of her heart, Gu Jin felt a hint of anger.

Yun Qing noticed and gently touched her arm.

"Gu Jin..."

"I’m fine," Gu Jin said softly, turning away.

But her eyes were cold now. Not sad—cold.

"Instructor, can I rest for a while?" Gu Jin asked.

Instructor Luo, sensing the tension between Long Yifan and Gu Jin, nodded.

Once she returned to her dorm, Gu Jin almost wanted to punch the wall.

But she restrained herself and decided to meditate. Yup. She wasn’t affected. Not a bit!

Long Yifan can flirt all he wants! She won’t care!

After 30 minutes, Gu Jin came out of her dorm and headed toward the training hall, when she saw Long Yifan walking in her dorm’s direction.

The moment he spotted her, he changed direction and reached Gu Jin.

Just as she thought he was about to talk with her, Li Mian would arrive and ask with a smile,

"Captain, were you here because you were worried about me?"

Long Yifan stared at Gu Jin, and then Li Mian, and finally, he nodded.

"Yes wanted to see if you have completed all of your laps."

"I have! You don’t need to worry, Captain!" Li Mian said with a sweet smile. "Let’s go now. We are getting late."

Then she moved to touch Long Yifan’s hand, but he was quick, and he maintained his distance.

"Don’t touch me."

Li Mian chuckled, but her smile looked a little stiff now.

"Aww, Captain, you’re so cold!" she said, trying to laugh it off.

Gu Jin didn’t say anything. She just looked at Long Yifan for a second, then turned and walked past them like they weren’t even there.

Her footsteps were steady. Her face was calm.

But her heart?

Her heart felt like it had swallowed a ball of fire.

’So he came to check on her, huh? Li Mian? Not me?’

She clenched her fists.

’Fine. It’s really fine. I don’t care.’

Gu Jin walked into the training hall, grabbed a practice dummy, and started punching it.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Usually, only a few people would visit the area since all of them were alchemy students.

But to ensure safety from the dirty tricks others might play on them during the international alchemy competition, the teacher taught them good fighting skills too.

The students who were already training looked over with wide eyes.

"Wow... what did that dummy ever do to her?" Meng Hao whispered.

"I think she’s mad," Yun Qing whispered back.

Gu Jin didn’t care.

She kept hitting the dummy like it was made of metal and lies.

Meanwhile, outside the dorm area, Long Yifan watched her walk away.

He didn’t move. He just stood there, silent.

Li Mian glanced up at him, trying to read his face.

But like always, it was unreadable.

"Captain... do you really not like her anymore?" she asked, tilting her head.