"Queen Queen Qin, this old witch has gone too far. She actually ruined someone's future." After hearing what the little old man said, Zhong Qing was so angry that she almost exploded.

"What can you do about this? You are a new rich man. Naturally, there are countless people who are looking for you." The little old man said with a look of disgust, and then said, "Fortunately, in the Alchemist Guild of the Cangmang Continent, Dongfang Chen is still a bit thin, otherwise

Little girl, your identity as an alchemist is in danger."

"Will our ancestors be targeted?" Feng Qiyue asked worriedly.

"No, that woman's hand can't be stretched that long," the little old man assured with a smile. After all, he knew very well that Dongfang Chen was not a vegetarian.

"It's a woman" Feng Qiyue was surprised.

"Well, a three-hundred-year-old woman who still thinks she is a young girl has gone through so much trouble to become a master-level alchemist, and she is starting to get crazy," the little old man complained.

Feng Qiyue "" She found this old man more and more interesting, and he knew a lot of things.

Zhong Qing felt the same and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know so much?"

"Who is older? I'm only two hundred years old, okay?" the little old man said with an unhappy face.

"Two hundred years old is quite old," Zhong Qing said honestly.

"You little girl can talk, but you are old. I am obviously very young, okay?" the little old man shouted angrily, his small eyes widening.

"Okay, okay, you are young, you are still very young, is that okay?" Zhong Qing had no choice but to follow what the little old man said to avoid irritating him.

"That's pretty much it." The little old man was satisfied, and then he said to Feng Qiyue and Zhong Qing, "Hey, old man, I love gossip most in my life, so there are only things in this world that I don't want to know, and there is nothing that I can't know. Do you understand?"

"Compared to Mu Tianyu, which of you knows more information?" Feng Qiyue asked.

The little old man looked up at the sky, who wants to compete with that narcissistic guy?

"The direction of our intelligence career is different. I prefer gossip," the little old man said with a sly look.

"Okay, I understand." Feng Qiyue nodded to express her understanding.

The little old man breathed a sigh of relief and said impatiently, "Little girl, come with me to sign up. No matter what, you have to go through the motions and let the major colleges know that our Wuhua College has recruited students this year."

Feng Qiyue sighed before asking, "Are you sure you want to drag me in and walk around to show off?"

"Sure, I have to show it off," the little old man said with great certainty.

"I'm afraid that after showing off, Wuhua College will become more famous," Feng Qiyue reminded.

"That's great, who would dislike being famous, right?" the little old man said proudly, and then said with great satisfaction, "Little girl, I feel more and more that you are a perfect match for our college, both are so low-key.

Luxury has connotation. I like students like you the most. Well, the dean will directly appoint you as the president of the student union of our college now."

Feng Qiyue’s promotion was too fast.

"Love" is so irregular

Zhong Chuan was the most practical one and asked directly, "Dean Lu, your college has not recruited a single student in ten years. Are there still students in the college now? Are the students just empty-handed?"

"Why are there no students? Why are there no students? At least there are three of you, right?" the little old man said angrily.
Chapter completed!