Chapter 256

Chapter 256 A Helping Hand “Do you want me to help the Ginger family?” Emrys asked, already aware of Lydia’s intentions from the moment she inquired about his martial arts skills.

Lydia looked at him expectantly. “Is that possible?”

Emrys smiled and nodded. “Ms. Ginger, you don’t have to be so formal. As Delia’s mother, I will undoubtedly help you without hesitation if you’re in trouble. Next time, just tell me directly. There’s no need to beat around the bush.”

Lydia blushed, giving her a unique charm. It seems Emrys has long since seen through my thoughts.

Trying to gauge Emrys‘ capabilities, Lydia quickly spoke again. “Our opponent this time is Travis, who is ranked thirty–eighth on the Chanaea Grandmaster List. I’m worried…”

Emrys confidently patted his chest. “Leave it to me, Ms. Ginger. But first, you should come back with me to Verdant Estate and change into one of Delia’s dresses. Yours is completely soaked through.”

On the way back, Lydia couldn’t help but ask, “Emrys, does Cordelia know that you’re a martial artist?”

“I’m not sure,” Emrys replied with a laugh, offering no further explanation.

In the blink of an eye, it was already Tuesday.

That evening, at seven o’clock, a class on traditional medicine was held in the T–shaped classroom at Jazona University.

Although it was called a short course, it was more of a promotional class for traditional medicine. Given the limited time, the course could only provide a general overview, aiming to give contemporary young people a broad understanding of traditional medicine.

Emrys arrived early at the classroom with a T–shaped layout and took a seat in the front row.

He never expected that he would one day become an educator.

Lost in thought, Emrys waited for the class to begin.

After a few minutes, a group of vibrant and youthful students entered the classroom. Emrys‘ eyes lit up, especially at the sight of the girls dressed in avant–garde fashion. However, he quickly noticed that they didn’t seem too happy. They all wore gloomy expressions and headed straight for the seats in the back, instead of taking seats in the front.

To be honest, they were forced to attend the class.

On the surface, it was a voluntary short course on traditional medicine. However, the school suspected that hardly anyone would attend if they didn’t employ some tactics.

Therefore, the Academic Affairs Office made it a requirement for each freshman class to send at least ten students to attend the first lesson.

It was an old trick.

Chapter 256 A Helping Hand Naturally, the selected students were full of complaints. They argued that they could have spent the time exploring the woods with their significant others and showing off to singletons, which they found more enjoyable.

After all, who would willingly attend a traditional medicine short course for no reason?

The selected students were extremely frustrated, As a result, the university students who entered the classroom squeezed toward the seats at the back.

Once they sat down, they took out their phones and started playing non–stop. Some browsed Amazon, some played League of Legends, and others opened up novels on their screens.

As the start of the class approached, the middle and back rows of the T–shaped classroom were already filled. The students who arrived later had no choice but to reluctantly take seats in the front row, secretly planning to slip away halfway through the class.

At that moment, a charming girl wearing a sleek T–shirt took a seat beside Emrys. The moment she settled down, she retrieved a small mirror and began attending to the minuscule freckles on her face.

Upon catching sight of the young lady, Emrys instantly deduced that she had never experienced the wonders of the World–Enchanting Beauty facial mask. He was just about to embark on a persuasive sales pitch when he observed that the girl had already turned away, engrossed in conversation with her closest friend nearby.

“Cecilia, quickly glance over there. There’s an attractive guy sitting next to you. Take a discreet look, but be cautious not to draw his attention.”

“Really? Let me put on my glasses and see. Oh my, it’s true! I wonder which class he belongs to?”

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