Chapter 2239: Something’s Wrong with the Dean and Teachers (2)
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
âYes, yes, yes. We have something to discuss with Student Lu.â
Zuo Sheng hurriedly nodded, and then gave Du He, who was at the side, a look, indicating for him to help them speak.
After all, Du He and Lu Zijiaâs relationship was much better than theirs. If Du He had spoken, the chances of success might have been much higher.
Of course, it was more of a request than a conversation.
Mu Tianyan was merely giving them, these old fellows, face by saying that he wanted to talk.
Du He, who was expected by everyone, rolled his eyes at them in annoyance, but he still spoke up for them.
âLittle girl, they want to ask you for a few Nascent Modeling Pills.â
Du He knew that Lu Zijia didnât like to beat around the bush, so he said directly,â You should already know that Liao Zhenshanâs betrayal has roped in many of the academyâs experts.
On the surface, the academy seemed to be fine, but there were some hidden dangers in the interior.
If our academy can have one or two more Nascent Soul cultivators at this time, it will undoubtedly be the most reassuring.â
When it came to serious matters, Du He restrained his other emotions and spoke with a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Lu Zijia could not help but be stunned.â Dean, youâre too kind. Iâm also a member of the school. Itâs my duty to contribute to the school. In fact, Iâve been waiting for the teachers to come and find me ever since I came back.
Itâs just that the teachers havenât come to look for me, so I thought that the teachers didnât need the Nascent Modeling Pillâ¦â
Moreover, she had been busy with all sorts of things ever since she returned to Hong Tian City, so she quickly forgot about this matter.
Now that it was mentioned, she suddenly remembered.
âW-what? Waiting for us?â
One of the instructors seemed to have been stimulated by something, and his voice suddenly raised a few degrees.
Lu Zijia, who could hear the anger in the instructorâs tone, was confused.
However, Lu Zijia soon realized that she had misunderstood the instructor.
âDu He, you old bastard!â
After the instructor finished speaking, Ke Zhong suddenly roared angrily. Then, his figure flashed and rushed in front of Du He. Without saying a word, he attacked.
âFellow Daoists, charge! Beat that bastard Du He to death!â
One of the instructors roared angrily. Then, the instructors who had surrounded Lu Zijia instantly rushed towards Du He and beat him up with gritted teeth.
Lu Zijia was speechless. Who could tell her what had happened?
Mu Tianyan, who was also confused, was speechless.
âStop, stop! You bastards are really serious, you-â
âF * ck! All of you stop for this old man. Youâre rebelling!â
âStop! Donât hit my face! Ahhhh! This old man will fight it out with you!â
Du He, who was being beaten up by more than 20 people, kept wailing and screaming. The scene was extremely lively.
Lu Zijia was drinking tea and eating snacks. She was amused.
Mu Tianyan was speechless. Was his wife really not gloating?
After half an hour, the extremely lively group fight finally ended.
âYou bastards, this is preposterous, this is preposterous!â
Du He, who was sitting on the seat of honor with messy clothes and hair like a madman, pointed at Ke Zhong and the others who were beating him up and accused them in exasperation.
Ke Zhong and the others were also filled with anger, as if there was some irreconcilable hatred between the two sides.
âYou have the nerve to talk about us. You old bastard actually hid the fact that our student Lu can refine a half-step Heaven Grade medicinal pill from us, causing us to almost miss out on the Nascent Modeling Pill. Tell me, do you deserve to be beaten up?â Ming Cheng gritted his teeth and said angrily.