Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Odd Zhuo didnât have the courage to continue this line of thinking â it was too dirty!
How could men call each other that! Gay!
Odd Zhuoâs face inexplicably flushed red. Seeing this scene, Warden Liang couldnât help glancing at the cooling talisman in the office. To be environmentally friendly, they didnât use air conditioning, but directly used talismans to lower the temperature. The talisman was clearly working as usual at that moment, as it gave off a light blue talisman light from where it was stuck on the wall.
One cooling talisman could last for seventy-two hours straight.
Warden Liang scratched the back of his head. Since it wasnât like this office didnât use a cooling talisman, why was Director Zhuoâs face suddenly so red?
âWhat are you thinking about, Old Zhuo?â
Warden Liang looked at him strangely and snapped his fingers in front of Odd Zhuo. Odd Zhuo came back to his senses and looked at Warden Liang. â⦠Well, what does Elder Yaren call Elder Ji Xing?â
âOh, is that what you were thinking about?â
Warden Liang chuckled. âElder Ji Xing calls him Little Yaya, so of course, Elder Yaren calls him Little Xingxing!â
Odd Zhuo lowered his head in shame. ââ¦â
Sure enough, he was the one who had a dirty mind!
âThere was plenty of information in this Elder Yarenâs communication device, though a lot of the data was encrypted and weâre decoding it now⦠But the information we have analyzed so far is already very plentiful.â
Warden Liang took a sip of tea and gave Odd Zhuo all the information that he currently had. âAccording to our data, for the Demon Hunters Associationâs master plan tomorrow, there are a total of fifteen returnee cultivators from Sun Island who have studied ninjutsu that will be participating in the operation.â
âFif⦠fifteen?â Odd Zhuo raised his eyebrows. This group was courting death with this plan!
For some reason, Odd Zhuo suddenly felt inexplicably worried about the futures of these fifteen peopleâ¦
Actually, from the moment he had heard about this so-called Demon Hunters Associationâs revenge plan, Odd Zhuo hadnât thought anything about it at all.
Because he was well aware that his shifu was at No. 60 High, so the school couldnât be any safer! There was no safer place than No. 60 High in the worldâ¦
While there was all kinds of scaremongering happening outside, some of which were even aimed at him, Odd Zhuo didnât care at all.
Odd Zhuo hadnât been worried about No. 60 Highâs security issue from the very start⦠On the contrary, it was Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and the others who had run into the Demon Hunters Association before that Odd Zhuo was worried about.
âAlso, Old Zhuo, of the fifteen people, that Elder Ji Xing is the head of the whole affair this time. The other side came fully prepared. Although the reason I asked you to come was to share the information weâve learned so far, I actually also wanted to tell youâ¦â
Warden Liang paused before he said, âI suggest that you stay away from the Internet for now. Iâve seen all the online comments.â
âScolded very badly?â
Odd Zhuo smiled.
Actually, he didnât believe that it was No. 60 Highâs parents who were flaming him online. He felt it was more likely an water army hired by some local fellow organization; it was quite normal for there to be competition in the workplace.
Tall trees attracted the wind; his star had been on the rise in the last few months, which had definitely attracted a lot of envy. Now that this thing had happened, it wasnât strange at all that he had become the target of criticism.
âWhat does the old secretary think about it?â Odd Zhuo asked suddenly.
Instead, he was more concerned about Secretary Dakangâs opinion. Secretary Dakang had been busy during this time planning the summer camp for various Songhai schools in Beast Kingâs Remains. The Demon Hunters Associationâs revenge plan had only come to light in recent days, and Odd Zhuo had yet to give a report of the situation to Secretary Dakang.
âWhat other opinion can the old secretary have? Of course he defers to the people! He said he wonât be tolerant with you, even if youâre his man!â
Warden Liang then sipped the tea. âSo delicious 1 !â
Odd Zhuo: ââ¦â
âYouâre in such a high position at your age; once something happens, someone is bound to attack you. He was the one who promoted you back then, and now youâve disgraced him! He said you definitely have to be punished!â
Then Warden Liang sipped his tea again. âSo delicious!â
Odd Zhuo: ââ¦â
Odd Zhuo smiled wryly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Everyone knew Secretary Dakangâs huge propensity to shield others, especially if it was one of his own.
When Evil Sword God was arrested back then, General Yi had persisted in wanting to talk to Odd Zhuo. If the old secretary hadnât obstructed him at that time, Odd Zhuo was well aware that given General Yiâs methods, the latter would have very likely quickly discovered his shifu .
Warden Liang had invited him over this time ostensibly to share information with him. But Odd Zhuo actually knew very well that Warden Liang was passing on the old secretaryâs opinion.
Now that Odd Zhou was in the eye of the storm, it made sense for the old secretary to decide not to contact him directly for the time being in order to avoid arousing suspicion.
Although Warden Liang was the messenger, he was also very shrewd. He couldnât convey the old secretaryâs direct meaning outright, otherwise anyone who heard it would definitely turn it into gossip fodder.
This was purely a sharing of information, plus some passing âsmall talkâ through which he conveyed the old secretaryâs messageâ¦
The secretary, who was pouring tea next to them, appeared calm and at ease, but there were a few drops of cold sweat on his cheeks. His lips twitched: Can the two of you be any more obvious?
Both Odd Zhuo and Warden Liang werenât stupid. Odd Zhuo had already seen the flicker in Warden Liangâs eyes when he had entered the office⦠It had been very obvious that the latter had wanted to tell him something.
âWhat else did he sayâ¦â
âAs for the outside comments, the old secretary didnât issue any sort of statement. Heâs decided to let it run its course. Even if you ultimately fall from the top, it has nothing to do with him at all.â
Warden Liang went on drinking tea. âSo delicious!â
Odd Zhuo: ââ¦â
Warden Liang: âOh, thatâs right, apart from this, the old secretary also hopes that youâll deal with this matter slowly. The slower the better â or just donât deal with it⦠Wait till you die.â
Odd Zhuo nodded, and also lifted the cup in his hand to take a sip of the tea. âMm⦠This tea is so delicious.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The secretary: ââ¦â
When they came out of Songhai First Prison, Warden Liang saw Odd Zhuo off. âDonât forget to come back later for a taste of my sweet potato wine.â As Songhai First Prisonâs representative in strategic collaboration, Warden Liang could afford the wine. This eight-hundred-year-old sweet potato wine wasnât something ordinary people could drink. This was a precious brew from his hometown, and he had haggled over the price with his fellow townsmen for a long time before he was able to buy it.
Odd Zhuo: âAlright.â
Warden Liang leaned his elbows on the car window. âOh, thatâs right, Old Zhuo, do you know what nickname the outside world has now given you?â
Odd Zhuo: âWhat?â
Warden Liang: âEveryone online is saying that it seems wherever you go, something always happens⦠so now theyâre calling you anti-Android 2 .â