Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 427 He's honest and doesn't talk much.
"Eh?"

Chen Xiaoyu watched helplessly as Chen Ping snatched all three bracelets from her hands, feeling that something was amiss with what her older sister had entrusted to her.

If she remembered correctly, her older sister had specifically instructed her that no matter which bracelet Chen Ping took, she had to explain it clearly when she got back.

However, once Chen Xiaoyu casually peeled off the coating of a soft-bodied rabbit brand milk candy given to her by Chen Ping and popped the fragrant candy into her mouth, she completely forgot everything Ye Xiner had told her before.

Well, all three bracelets were taken. She wondered whose bracelets were taken and why she didn't know. She would just tell the truth when the time came.

The milk candy from the Sun Moon Empire tastes delicious! I'll write to Uncle Long, who's on a business trip there, and ask him to bring me some.
Chen Xiaoyu carelessly forgot about the things Ye Xiner had arranged for her all day, and Chen Ping naturally didn't think much of it either, and put all the bracelets on his hands without thinking.

Although Chen Ping didn't understand why Chen Xiaoyu had described the appearance and age of the bracelet makers when she tried to sell it to him, considering that Xiaoyu was one of the makers, Chen Ping felt that the girl simply wanted to get more candy.

"We have failed to properly welcome our distinguished guest."

"Mr. Chen, I am a sect leader from our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. I've come here specifically to guide you."

"The Second Miss and the Third Miss have already informed you of your arrival in the sect's council hall. The sect leader asked me to invite you to come and see you."

Just as Chen Ping was listening to Chen Xiaoyu eat milk candy while vaguely describing the layout of various parts of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, a young man dressed in a blue and white brocade robe came out from a small pavilion not far from the corridor, and bowed slightly to Chen Ping as he spoke.

The young deacon's plain blue-white brocade robe was actually intricately patterned with distinct layers, and his steady gait made him a standout in any academy team. However, within the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was merely an ordinary deacon.

However, the calm expression on the seemingly extraordinary deacon's face lasted only a few seconds. When he saw the necklace around Chen Ping's neck and the two bracelets on his wrists, the young deacon's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his pupils trembled.

"One, two, three, four, five?"

A hint of confusion flashed in the young deacon's eyes. Yes, right?

The deacon suddenly felt panicked and began to suspect that he had given the wrong number when he was told what to do, or that he had drunk too much yesterday and his mind was clouded, so he had remembered the wrong number.

"Uh, are you alright, sir? I see you're sweating. Would you like me to write you a prescription?"

"To be honest, I used to run a supplement shop in front of our school. We're all men, so there's nothing to be ashamed of. Just let me know if you need anything."

Chen Ping gave him a knowing look and punched his chest.

The deacon originally wanted to yell at Chen Ping and tell him that he didn't need these things at all, but when he subconsciously touched his slightly sore lower back, he withdrew the idea before he could even speak.

No wonder the new son-in-law can wear five tokens at once; it seems quite reasonable.

Sigh, I wonder how many bachelors in the sect will be heartbroken once this news gets out.

The steward thought for a moment, convincing himself that what he was seeing was real, then waved his hand, leading Chen Ping towards the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's council hall. "Hehe, I'm so sorry, Brother Chen, what's the name of that little shop you run at Shrek Academy? Maybe I can go check it out sometime? To be honest, I have a friend..."

At this moment, in the council hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, all the elders of the sect who were over level eighty had already retreated, leaving only a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked quite refined, and a burly man with short, fiery red hair who, although only 1.7 meters tall, had bulging muscles all over his body covered with red magic patterns.

"Oh my, Junping, I'm so happy! That tyrannical Xiaofeng actually has some clueless guy who likes her! Hahahaha!"

At this moment, the burly man with short, fiery red hair kept patting the armrest of the rosewood carved chair beneath him with his large hands, crossing his legs and swaying back and forth, clearly quite pleased with himself.

The middle-aged man known as Junping smiled slightly upon hearing this: "That's good. Xiaotian and Xiaofeng's problems are solved at once, and I can finally put two worries to rest."

"When Brother Chen Ping arrives, we'll ask him to teach us the mysteries of the Way of the Soul, so that we can finally reunite Xin'er and Dashan, this pair of lovelorn lovers."

Upon hearing this, the burly man quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Old Madam Ye is over a hundred years old this year, and she still cares about Xin'er. That's a good thing, she's such a big girl now."

"If you calculate it this way, our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School will soon only have two Golden Flowers left, don't you think, Chenying?"

As the burly man and the middle-aged man were chatting, the man suddenly turned his head to look at a corner of the wall inside the council hall. A sharp sword intent swept towards the burly man in an instant, but in the end, it only made the red-haired burly man's clothes move slightly.

The red-haired burly man felt the sharp sword intent, but instead of panicking, he laughed heartily: "Oh dear, I wonder who was it that was always gossiping in my ear before Xiaoyu awakened her martial soul, saying that Xiaofeng's personality was like mine and that no man would like her."

"That's great, my daughter will soon no longer be a golden flower, and I don't know whose daughter is still a golden flower."

Just before the fierce sword intent in the council hall was about to reach its peak, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat of the hall, known as Junping, coughed lightly, interrupting the confrontation between the two with an embarrassed look on his face.

The burly man hadn't realized what was going on at first, but after a while, he belatedly remembered that besides Ning Tian, ​​there was also Ning Lan who was still unmarried, so he gave an awkward smile.

"Alright, alright, I'm not arguing with you anymore. At worst, we can send Xiaoyu to Shrek Academy when she's old enough, and then she can snag a rich husband, right?"

"Of course, your eligible bachelor isn't as valuable as the one my Xiaofeng brought back, hmm."

Before the burly man and Chen Ying, who was hiding in the corner of the hall and ready to draw his sword at any moment, could start fighting, the middle-aged man quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, Fentian, say less. And Chenying, calm down too. This old guy doesn't think before he speaks. Why are you getting angry with him?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his temples with a hint of helplessness. Neither of these two people in his sect were easy to deal with; one was cunning and the other was straightforward.

He's still the best sect leader; he's honest and doesn't talk much.

(End of this chapter)