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Chapter 315: Old Antique’s Time for Gossip
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Wang Ming left at nine o'clock in the evening . He had wanted to stay the night and engage in heartfelt conversation with Wang Ling, but when he thought of Zhai Yin still standing erect at the front door, he gave up on the idea .
As a formidable and well-trained military cultivator, Zhai Yin wouldn't feel tired standing at attention for even several days, but Wang Ming would feel a little uncomfortable if he was the reason Zhai Yin spent the night at the front door .
Wang Ming didn't really like Zhai Yin . He was absolutely rigid in his ways, which was quite different from the Academy of Science's policy of flexible and adaptive strategies . But however much Wang Ming disliked him, the other party was just following orders to protect him .
When he left the house, he saw Zhai Yin staring at him coldly . It was only when Zhai Yin saw him come out that the man stood at rest . He then made a perfect one hundred and eighty degree turn and walked slowly toward the car to open the door for Wang Ming .
He stared at Wang Ming, his eyes like that of a poisonous snake in the jungle staring at its prey .
At that moment, Wang Ming abruptly thought that Wang Ling's dead fish eyes weren't bad . He might have facial paralysis, but at least he wasn't freaking cold!
"I'll truthfully report what happened tonight to President Qi . I'm also going to verify the information on all the people in this villa one by one, especially that person who pulled you inside," Zhai Yin said, looking at Wang Ming .
He thought about his earlier embarrassment . When Wang Ling had dragged Wang Ming in, it had been so fast that Zhai Yin hadn't even been able to see Wang Ling's face clearly, and Wang Ming had just disappeared directly in front of him . . .
Wang Ming looked at him angrily, refusing to get into the car . "That's my little brother! And my uncle and my aunt! And my grandfather! What are you thinking?"
Zhai Yin's face was cold . "Even if it's your second eldest uncle 1 , it's useless . Work is work . "
Wang Ming's lips twitched gloomily . " . . . "
Go and check then! He knew Wang Ling had the Great Shielding Spell, so even if he were to be investigated, everything would just be a huge mosaic .
Wang Ming really didn't know where on earth President Qi had found this weirdo . . .
. . .
It was June 28th on Wednesday in the tenth week of the semester .
When Wang Ling arrived at school in the morning, he heard the news about two of his "acquaintances," one of whom was Tan Qian . He was the younger brother of the owner of that beef noodles restaurant, Boss Tan . He had come to the villa to stir up trouble, but Jingke had ruthlessly dealt with him in an instant . Under Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Boss Tan's assiduous instructions, he had then become a real " erwuzai 2 . "
It had to be said that Boss Tan was really far-sighted . From the moment he had seen Tan Qian, he had tried all means and ways to help Tan Qian to be rid of Immortal Mansion as soon as possible .
This time, Tan Qian would appear in court as an informant on Immortal Mansion . Previously, he had sent a complete map of Immortal Mansion's branch intelligence networks to the local cultivation police stations . It was because of this that the local police stations had been able to launch a campaign to exterminate Immortal Mansion's branch forces .
This above gossip was from Dopey Guo, Master of Dopey in Grade One, Class Three .
During the morning self-study period, the classroom was very noisy as almost all of the discussion was about Immortal Mansion .
"I heard before that the brother of this informant runs a noodles restaurant?" Super Chen asked .
Dopey Guo nodded solemnly . "Yes, it's authentic lao tan pickled cabbage beef noodles . I have an uncle who went there to eat their noodles . The boss has a scarred face and an enigmatic look . . . "
Wang Ling: " . . . "
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