Foot of the mountain.
Flander and the others had been waiting for a long time, feeling somewhat bored and helpless.
But what could they do? They were here to seek refuge.
They could only wait.
In that group, a large umbrella had been erected at some point.
Under the umbrella.
Ning Rongrong sat on a stool, nestled beside Zhu Zhuqing, watching the scene beside her.
She couldn't help but complain.
"Xiaowu, are you here on vacation?"
"Hehe… these things were all brought from Notting College. I'm idle anyway."
Xiaowu giggled.
Lying on a soft lounge chair, drinking juice, and wearing sunglasses.
Enjoying a leisurely sunbath.
A gentle breeze, particularly cool.
"Besides, things will spoil if they're not used, right, Tang Xiaosan?"
Saying that.
Xiaowu lowered her head slightly, her sunglasses slipping down, revealing a hint of her crimson eyes, staring at Tang San.
"Yes, it's been so long, they should be brought out to air."
Tang San nodded in agreement.
Holding a banana leaf fan, he somewhat helplessly fanned Xiaowu.
Beside the lounge chair.
There were also a few strands of Blue Silver Grass holding up a small dish of peanuts for Xiaowu to pass the time.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing inwardly despised this.
"Haha~ Tang Xiaosan, Xiaowu is optimistic about you!"
Xiaowu giggled, throwing a peanut into her mouth, crunching loudly.
"Heh."
Tang San smiled, silently fanning, not minding the gazes of others.
He was just fanning.
Besides the fan being a bit large.
It was harmless.
As Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang was already used to it.
As for the others.
Dai Mubai was even somewhat envious of Tang San.
After all, even if he wanted to be a simp, he was already powerless.
If he went up now…
Was he supposed to become sisters with Zhu Zhuqing?
Flander could understand Tang San even more, pursuing a girl… there was nothing shameful about it.
Even if he couldn't win her over, he was still a good man!
As long as she was happy.
Zhao Wuji and the students of the Royal Fight Team, however, had strange expressions.
They admired both Tang San and Xiaowu.
One knew how to enjoy life, the other knew how to simp.
If they had to say who they admired more, it was naturally Tang San. They had all seen it.
The little girl just put things out.
And Tang San immediately started simping.
"Cough cough~"
Suddenly, the sharp-eyed Flander coughed twice, reminding them.
"Alright, stop fooling around, Qin Ming is almost here."
"Xiaowu, put things away."
Yu Xiaogang supported himself with a cane, opened his one eye, and said calmly.
"Got it."
Xiaowu didn't argue with the zombie face.
She immediately got up, waved her hand, and put away the lounge chair and peanuts.
She took out a money bag and was about to throw it at Tang San.
Smiling, she said: "Here~ Tang Xiaosan, this is your wages for just now."
"Xiaowu~ I don't need it."
Tang San put away the fan and waved his hands repeatedly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiaowu used force to throw the money bag into his arms.
"Don't refuse!"
Xiaowu stepped forward, pointed at Tang San with her jade finger, glared with her crimson eyes, her face full of ferocity.
"Don't use your money to tinker with those iron lumps!"
"At least buy something to nourish yourself! Look at you, you're getting as thin as a monkey."
"Hmph!"
After speaking.
Xiaowu retracted her hand and turned to leave.
Tang San clutched the money bag, his chest hurt from the impact, but the warmth was even greater.
He knew.
Xiaowu was taking care of his self-esteem, giving him money to use in a roundabout way.
Xiaowu was really too good to him!
The little rabbit rushed to Ning Rongrong and the others.
Zhu Zhuqing and the others stood up blankly.
Staring at Xiaowu, they took back the stools they had been sitting on.
They couldn't help but marvel in their hearts.
How could this rabbit be so good at flirting?
Enjoying the benefits, spending a little money.
And making people willingly work harder, to become bigger and stronger.
Did she spend her hundred thousand years of cultivation on tea art?
"Teacher!"
A cry of joy made Ning Rongrong and the others unable to be surprised by Xiaowu's skill.
They focused their attention.
It was a man who looked about thirty years old, with ordinary features and simple black hair.
His clothes were simple and plain.
He flew quickly from the mountain, his voice preceding his arrival.
"Dean Flander, are you well? Disciple Qin Ming pays his respects."
A simple greeting.
Qin Ming slowed down and stepped forward, in the shocked gazes of the Royal Fight Team students.
He knelt on one knee in front of Flander and Zhao Wuji.
His black eyes were full of excited light.
"Haha… Qin Ming."
Flander smiled and used his hand to lift the crystal glasses on his nose.
"I thought you had forgotten about us long ago."
Zhao Wuji quickly helped Qin Ming up from the ground, looking him up and down.
He laughed.
"Good boy, it won't be long before you catch up to us old guys."
Qin Ming stood respectfully with his hands hanging down.
"No matter what, the two deans are always Qin Ming's teachers, and Qin Ming will always be a disciple of Shrek Academy."
"Good, good! I'm relieved to hear you say that."
Flander happily patted Qin Ming's shoulder, his eyes drifting to Yu Xiaogang, with a hint of smugness.
"…"
Qin Ming was stunned.
Although he had left Shrek for many years, he still remembered Flander's personality.
He looked up at the other teachers and the children.
Their dusty appearance showed that they were not out for research or exchange.
"Teacher, what are you…"
"Sigh!"
Flander waved his hand, his eyes with a bit of mockery, telling the truth.
"To be honest, I brought people to seek refuge with you."
"What?"
Qin Ming was shocked, subconsciously saying:
"Could it be that the academy's economic problems haven't been resolved yet?"
As soon as the words came out.
Qin Ming realized that he was a bit offensive, and looked at Flander with an embarrassed expression.
Tang San was slightly stunned, he didn't expect.
That Shrek Academy was already so poor from the beginning.
"After so many years, you're still so restrained…"
Flander grabbed Qin Ming's shoulder, shook it hard, and couldn't help but sigh.
"That's the truth, there's nothing to hide."
"And we're tired too, it's time to live our own lives. You won't嫌弃 us old guys dragging you down, will you?"
Qin Ming quickly denied.
"How could that be, I'm happy that the teachers can come."
"Haha… I'm just afraid of troubling you too much."
Flander laughed contentedly.
"Teacher is too humble, such a lineup can go anywhere, maybe I can even get a merit for it."
There was no pretense on Qin Ming's face.
He knew that the Tiandou Royal Academy basically only recruited noble students.
But he also knew Shrek's admission requirements.
Those were all living monsters.
As for Flander and the others, they also had a reputation in the soul master world, and their strength was also not bad.
Joining the Royal Fight Team was completely no problem.
Hearing Qin Ming's words, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others felt a slight joy in their hearts.
"I'm a little relieved to hear you say that."
Flander breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and was about to introduce the one-eyed, crew-cut man beside him to Qin Ming.
"Come, let me introduce you."
"This is Master, and these seven little monsters are your junior brothers and sisters. The record you left for breaking through the Soul Venerable has been broken by them three or four times…"
Qin Ming first respectfully saluted Yu Xiaogang, and even performed the disciple's salute.
"Hello, Master."
Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, his expression indifferent.
"You're welcome."
"Hello, junior brothers and sisters."
Qin Ming smiled at Tang San and the others, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
What Flander said just now.
Showed that their talent was evident, and many of them were even Soul Venerables.
Tang San and the others returned a friendly salute.
Qin Ming withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to invite Flander up the mountain.
"Teachers, junior brothers and sisters, let's find another place to talk in detail, I'll take you up now."
I wish you all a happy life!
