"You are not the master of Gaoxuan class! Who are you?"
"To respect the teacher, you must first prove that you are the master of our academy, otherwise we can suspect you. You are an undercover agent sent by another academy!"
Several male students patted the shoulders of the female students next to them fiercely: "What kind of nympho are you still talking about? Didn't you hear him mocking our high school class!"
"We are all elites of the Gaoxuan class, if we fail to enter the class of gods, we still have room for improvement!"
"Who are you, dare to say that we are moths of the Gaoxuan class?"
One after another, the sound of insults and disputes, the training ground that finally fell silent, fell into the noise again.
Tight and then, there was a chuckle, very light and light.
However, these noisy voices were suppressed.
It was the young master who was laughing.
With that smile, the outline of the entire face became extremely soft.
The curved peach blossom eyes further set off that face, exuding a blushing charm.
"Did I say something wrong?"
The young teacher half propped his hands on the railing, his slender body was half leaning on the railing, and his posture was lazy and seductive: "The students in the high-level class are not only bad in character, but also stupid like pigs."
As he spoke, he sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"You!" How could an arrogant young man endure the provocation of a man who was more handsome than himself
Dang even wanted to rush towards the second floor.
He heard the light and leisurely voice of the man again: "Who am I? Didn't you see that your instructor didn't say a word?"
The male student stopped and immediately turned to look at the two instructors.
But I saw two instructors standing aside with indifferent expressions, looking respectfully at the young master on the second floor.
That's right, respect.
Only then did the students realize that the identity of this young master might be... not just a master, as simple as that.
From the beginning to the end, neither instructor said a word.
If this young master really stole the uniform of the college master, the instructor would have rushed forward.
They really are... dull as pigs.
Those male students reacted, and all the arrogance in their bodies was extinguished.
"Master Mo Zun, these students are young and vigorous. If there is any offence, Lao He and I apologize to you."
After the training ground returned to a quiet atmosphere, Instructor Chu arched his hands and arched his back in the direction of the young master.
The young master waved his hand: "No problem. I would like to thank these students for their passionate performances, allowing me to understand the atmosphere of Shangxuan Academy."
The instructor's complexion changed slightly, his eyes met, and he lowered his head; "Master Mozun, this is definitely not what you saw, it's just a misunderstanding, I can explain..."
"No need." Mo Zun raised the corners of his lips, narrowed his twinkling eyes, "I don't want to embarrass the two instructors, but... these students in the high-level class should be carefully controlled. It’s not just you who are humiliated, but the entire Shangxuan Academy.”
The instructors said in unison: "Thank you, Master Mo Zun, for your teaching."
At this moment, from another place on the second floor, several elders in white robes came quickly.
Their foreheads were covered with sweat. When they saw Mo Zun, their eyes lit up immediately, and they bowed respectfully and said, "Master Mo Zun, the dean is waiting for you in the dean's room to discuss the matter of entering the class of gods. Please follow along." I'll go."
"God's class?" Mo Zun raised the corners of his eyes and fixed his eyes on the instructor, "Which class is the female student who was tied with the two of you just now?"
Instructor Chu was stunned: "The class of demons."
"Very good, let's go to the demon class." Mo Zun's slender fingers caressed his smooth jaw.
Immediately, he ignored a group of astonished people and left directly.