Ji Wuya frowned. If Wan Zitong really had such a quota, he really couldn't touch her casually.
After all, this is a quota allocated by the dean himself, which is equivalent to a death-free gold medal for the royal family, and is protected by the college.
It would probably be very troublesome if he did it regardless of the consequences.
Seeing Ji Wuya's embarrassed look, Beiming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Elder Ji usually goes his own way and is not very gregarious, there are still rules.
"Elder Ji, you..."
"From now on, Wan Zitong's quota has been cancelled."
As soon as these words came out, Beiming was stunned and stopped talking about what he said next.
As for Wan Zitong, he looked confused and panicked.
"Hmph, although I can't touch you, I still have the power to cancel your quota." Ji Wuya curled his lips and looked at Wan Zitong indifferently. "After all, you have murderous intentions towards my master. In other words, you are disrespectful to the elders in the academy and are not qualified to have this quota."
What the hell? !
Everyone is getting more and more confused!
They had to calm down, otherwise they would be stunned.
Ji Wuya is one of the elders of the Holy Academy. He is highly respected and is now accepted as a disciple by a six-year-old cute baby. In other words, Luo Xiaoman's seniority is higher than him.
In this way, Wan Zitong's intention to kill Luo Xiaoman was indeed the fault of the following!
However, who would have thought that Ji Wuya would be Luo Xiaoman's apprentice? This is simply a mess.
Not only them, but as the father of the little ancestor, Luo Mushan was even more confused and couldn't come to his senses for a long time.
My little ancestor, you went out and danced for a while, what on earth did you experience? You actually accepted an elder from the Holy Academy as your disciple. Are you really the reincarnation of the little demon king
It is really exciting to think that the Luo family has the support of an elder from the Holy Academy.
"Elder Ji, does this matter need to be discussed in the long term?" Beiming glanced at Wan Zitong, who had a deathly gray face, gritted his teeth and said, "After all, she didn't know beforehand that Luo Xiaoman and Elder Ji had this level of relationship. Relationship?"
"Oh, are you questioning my decision?" Ji Wuya squinted his eyes and stared at Beiming coldly. A terrifying aura instantly enveloped him. "By the way, you were very disrespectful to my master just now."
"Elder Ji, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Beiming trembled and shouted quickly: "I really don't know her, she... is your master."
"What the hell is she? She's called Master!" Ji Wuya glanced at Luo Xiaoman. If he wanted to suffer a loss, he couldn't suffer the loss alone. He had to pull a few more tricks to balance his psychology.
Perfect!
Luo Xiaoman curled his lips, naturally understanding Ji Wuya's little thoughts.
However, it is also good to have two more cheap juniors.
Beiming and Xiulin's faces were ugly, their lips were pursed, and they couldn't scream.
The deacons of their dignified Holy Academy, even if their status is not that of the elders, still have a lot of prestige. Now they are going to call a little brat a master, how shameless is it
Especially when there are so many people watching around.
At this moment, everyone around them accepted the absurd fact that Ji Wuya was Luo Xiaoman's apprentice, and instead looked forward to the moment when these two once-high-ranking deacons would call Luo Xiaoman's master.
"Shout or not?" Ji Wuya's eyes darkened, and his aura became even more fierce. "Do you want me to destroy you? Huh?"
(End of chapter)