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Chapter 561 Carefully Throwing You To The Brothel

Also, what does the second half of his sentence mean?

Gu Chunuan raised his eyes and took a serious look at the dean for the first time, but he saw a kind smile on his face. There was no difference.

Just when he looked at Ye Feng, a trace of distress flashed in his old eyes, and he stretched out his trembling hands, took out Wen Yuanzhu from his arms, and gave it to Ye Feng's hand.

He even touched his head lovingly and said distressedly, "Poor child, you must have suffered a lot in the past. We are not afraid. Once you enter the academy, you will no longer be alone."

Gu Chunuan narrowed his eyes.

Guessing the meaning of the dean's words.

Everyone in the college was shocked.

The dean actually gave Wen Yuanzhu to Ye Feng...

Wen Yuanzhu is a high-level holy product. As long as Wen Yuanzhu is activated, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed quickly in the shortest time.

There are only two Wen Yuan Pearls in the world, one is in the hands of the Queen of Chu State, and the other is in the hands of the Dean.

The dean usually treasured Wen Yuanzhu very much and never took it out easily. It was difficult for others to take a look at it, but now he gave it to someone he had only met once.

this……

This is too generous.

Master Xu reminded, "Dean, this is Wen Yuanzhu. Did you get it wrong?"

"I'm not stupid yet."

Ye Feng's hand holding Wen Yuanzhu's hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

He raised his eyes and saw the dean wearing a white robe, with three thousand white hair flowing on his shoulders, and a kind smile on his face. There was no calculation at all, but only distressed pity.

Seeing that smile, his calm heart felt as if a huge stone had been dropped, and he could not calm down for a long time.

This kind of long-lost concern has almost never appeared in his life.

"Wen Yuanzhu is too valuable, Ye Feng...can't have it."

He returned Wen Yuanzhu to the dean.

"It's just a Hunyuan Pearl, just think of it as a meeting gift from me."

The dean pushed Wen Yuanzhu back and said with a smile, "You should treat the college as your own home. If someone bullies you, you can come to me at any time and grandpa will vent your anger on your behalf."

Ye Feng's body trembled slightly.

Others screamed, "Grandpa? Does the dean want to recognize him as his grandson?"

"Oh my God, Ye Feng must be so lucky. He was able to get the dean to accept him as his grandson. How come I don't have such a good life?"

Gu Chunuan muttered, "Old man, you must be too biased. I am the first place winner in the fighting competition. Why don't you give me any greeting gift?"

"The third lady was joking. Didn't I just give you a message?"

"..."

It was such an incomprehensible word, and she didn't even know what it meant.

The chess master took out a set of ordinary black and white chess pieces from his arms, handed it to Gu Chunuan, and said seriously, "Master, this chess piece is the one I used when I first learned chess. It means a lot to me. I put it in my hand."

For you."

Gu Chunuan rolled his eyes.

What does she want with his chess pieces?

Can it be eaten as a meal?

Besides, if you accept his chess piece, you might get entangled with him in some way.

"Thank you, but I quit chess, so you should keep your chess pieces yourself."

"Master, how can you quit chess? Playing chess is..."

"Stop it, stop it, I have a headache."

"Then I'll go see the doctor right away."

With that said, without waiting for Gu Chunuan's response, the chess master ran out to find the doctor.

Everyone envied Gu Chunuan.

Gu Chunuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Dean..." Ye Feng's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

The dean patted his shoulder and sighed melancholy, "You are a good boy. God will take care of you. If you don't accept Wen Yuanzhu, you are looking down on me, an old man."


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