Shen Yunlong cried out in his heart.
Very helpless.
Who makes his status humble? He is just the owner of a small Baisha Academy, and he has no say at all.
Yan Zheng did not blame Shen Yunlong.
After all, he is a Confucian sage, and he will no longer be angry because of this matter.
"Zhang Wenzai, I have seen you."
Yan Zheng said calmly.
Zhang Wenzai looked up in shock.
Has this Confucian sage ever seen himself?
But why don’t I know it at all?
When have you seen me?
"Um, when did senior meet junior?"
Zhang Wenzai asked cautiously.
Yan Zheng smiled faintly.
"About four hundred years ago, I entered Shuxianglongyuan as a disciple of the academy."
"Once, I was bullied by some academy disciples, and you passed by and taught those academy disciples who bullied me a lesson.
"
"But I wonder if you have any impression of this matter?"
Zhang Wenzai was dumbfounded.
Logically speaking, he should remember what happened four hundred years ago.
But he had no impression at all.
Because this thing is too small.
I guess Zhang Wenzai didn't even take it to heart at that time.
More than four hundred years have passed, how can we still remember that we were a small academy disciple at that time?
The elders all looked at Zhang Wenzai.
This is too embarrassing.
The master was right in front of us, but he just missed it.
If Zhang Wenzai had some vision four hundred years ago, wouldn't he have been fawning over Yan Zheng, a Confucian sage?
Why wait until now?
Zhang Wenzai was also very depressed.
You, old man, have been in our Shuxianglong Academy four hundred years ago, but you pretend to be an ordinary academy disciple. Who would recognize you?
But no matter how depressed I am, I can only hold it in.
He also showed a look of surprise.
"It turns out that I, Shuxiang Longyuan, have such a connection with my senior!"
Yan Zheng smiled.
"Everyone, get up."
Zhang Wenzai and others immediately stood up.
"Isn't this Dean Zhang?"
Ye Qingyun waved to Zhang Wenzai as if he were meeting an old acquaintance.
Zhang Wenzai's face suddenly darkened.
Staring at Ye Qingyun with cold eyes.
"senior!"
He immediately raised his fist towards Yan Zheng.
"This person's name is Ye Qingyun, and he is the great enemy of my Confucian family. He has a deep hatred for my Confucian family!"
"Senior, please don't be deceived by him!"
After Zhang Wenzai finished speaking, he stared at Ye Qingyun with a provocative expression.
It seems to be saying, I now have the support of my Confucian predecessors, and you, surnamed Ye, cannot be arrogant today.
Not only can I not be arrogant, but I have to be suppressed by my Confucian predecessors!
Chapter completed!