The powerful family of gods is not a tree that just anyone can rely on.

Zheng Teng glanced at the potion on the plate, then looked at Zhang Dongqiang kneeling on the ground, stepped forward, and helped him up with both hands.

"Dongqiang and I hit it off immediately. This is a divinely ordained master-disciple bond. Even without him saying it, I had the same intention!"

"master!"

Zhang Dongqiang shouted loudly, tears streaming down his face, deeply moved!

"Good disciple!"

Zheng Teng's eyes revealed a look of relief as he hugged the other person.

The couple's relationship seemed like a love affair spanning three lifetimes, which made the young woman next to them feel extremely disgusted.

"Haha! Great! In this situation, we should drink ten catties!"

Zhang Zhitian laughed heartily, having achieved his goal. Although the two bottles of A-grade magic potion had emptied most of his wealth, it was all worth it for his son.

"Wait, let's drink later. I have a big gift for my disciple!" Zheng Teng gestured to stop them and looked at the two of them.

"What amazing gift?" Zhang Dongqiang asked instinctively, extremely excited.

"Woman!" Zheng Teng said heavily, a wicked plan forming in his mind.

"Huh?" Zhang Zhitian was completely confused.

“Firefly!” Zheng Teng narrowed his eyes, his evil intent evident in his words.

"How do we deliver this?" the father and son asked in unison.

"SSS-level talent, although he was promoted through special admission, he's still just an ordinary person. As long as my disciple gets things done, your Zhang family will have another god-level powerhouse in the future...!"

"No! No! Professor Zheng, Liu Ying has been protected by other professors. If she is discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Zhang Zhitian hurriedly waved his hand, refusing immediately.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of those teachers. I'll give Dong Qiang an hour." Zheng Teng already had a plan in mind and kept provoking the other party.

Zhang Zhitian still felt it wouldn't work; the cost of tampering with a guaranteed admission student with SSS-level talent was too high, and he was about to refuse.

"Dad, I want it!" Zhang Dongqiang licked his lips, his eyes filled with lust.

Looking at his precious son, Zhang Zhitian was in a dilemma.

"The final decision is up to you. Don't miss this opportunity!" Zheng Teng sat down, picked up his wine glass, and slowly sipped it.

“Father!” Zhang Dongqiang spoke again.

After a brief hesitation, Zhang Zhitian steeled his heart and reached out to grab the neck of the woman next to him who was holding a plate.

"Snap!"

He snapped the man's neck, then looked at the two men and said slowly, "This is a matter of great importance, and we cannot afford to make any mistakes!"

Zheng Teng suddenly stood up, looking at the dead woman with a pained expression.

He was just about to have some fun when he was killed!