“Our luck won’t stay this bad forever!” Shen Xi said firmly.

"Just come with me one more time, okay?" Shen Xi gently pressed her whole body against Su Feng.

She looked so charming.

Su Feng looked at the cleavage she deliberately displayed, gritted his teeth, and cursed inwardly.

This wicked woman has actually started using her beauty to seduce me!

"Don't even think about it." Faced with the temptation, Su Feng firmly shook his head and refused outright.

"Professor Zhong is coming back to give me special training during this period."

"It's impossible for me to go with you!" Su Feng casually made up an excuse.

The fact that Zhong Ziqi had returned was originally a secret, but Su Feng found out about it.

It's probably not some major secret.

Su Feng casually told Shen Xi.

Upon hearing Su Feng's polite refusal, Shen Xi abruptly shook off Su Feng's arm and said with dissatisfaction, "I'm really curious what kind of monster you are!"

"Several ninth-level cultivators would be vying to teach you!"

"It's one thing for the vice dean to treat you well, but I didn't expect the professors from the Faculty of Arts to be so polite to you!"

Looking at this woman who had abandoned him without a second thought, Su Feng quipped, "Tsk tsk tsk, I never expected you to be this kind of person."

"Use and then throw away?!"

"Scumbag woman!"

"Hmph!" Shen Xi snorted arrogantly, then said with considerable pride, "Of course!"

"Martial artists have such precious time for training, how can they have time for romance!"

"Of course, your talent is different from ours."

"If I had your talent, then I wouldn't care about romantic relationships."

“But I don’t have any yet, I’ll just have to wait until later~” Shen Xi smiled and nudged Su Feng.

Warrior.

The best time for cultivation is when you are in your teens or twenties.

Most people naturally wouldn't waste their time on romance.

By the time these martial artists have achieved mastery of their skills and want to cultivate relationships and have offspring, they are already in their forties or fifties, entering an exceptionally awkward age.

and.

The descendants of the strong are not easily born.

Even if they find a life partner after they have achieved success in their cultivation, it will be difficult for them to form a complete family.

"You're not going to be all lovey-dovey now... you'll wait until you're old and faded before you can be lovey-dovey, right?" Su Feng watched as Shen Xi pushed him away, and instead leaned closer to her.

His own rich blood and energy, coupled with his strong masculine charm.

This made Shen Xi blush instantly. She pushed Su Feng away forcefully and said coquettishly, "It's none of your business!"

"Even if I stay single my whole life, I won't let you have it!"

Feeling embarrassed to stay any longer, Shen Xi started walking out of the library.

They only took two steps.

Shen Xi stopped again and said to Su Feng apologetically, "By the way..."

"You are Elder Zhong's disciple, so you must be from Mingguang Laboratory, right?"

"The products from Mingguang Labs are indeed very good, but... the prices are too high!"

"Could you get me an insider discount?"

......

Three days later.

The vice dean of the Martial Arts Academy went to the Dog Gate, and Zhong Ziqi of the Literature Academy resigned from his job at the Ministry of National Education.

He returned to teach at Southern Xinjiang University.

Su Feng read through all the books on swordsmanship at Southern Xinjiang University. Although he couldn't claim to have his own understanding of them, so many profound sword principles appeared in Su Feng's mind.

It can still be used!

The first thing Zhong Ziqi did upon returning was not to pay any attention to Su Feng, but to go back to Mingguang Laboratory to ask for money.

Su Feng was happy to have some peace and quiet when he saw that Zhong Ziqi ignored him.

He was still lying in his dormitory room number seven, remotely controlling the little figure to continue looking at other books in the library.

at this time.

In Mingguang Laboratory.

Zhong Ziqi actively negotiated with the pessimistic young man.

"Disciple, Master doesn't want too much, can you just have 10%?"

“You’ve earned so much this year, you can’t even use it all. What’s wrong with your master taking a little?” Zhong Ziqi said confidently, standing in front of the pessimistic young man.

Not only did he keep criticizing the young man in front of him, but he also kept glancing around.

I haven't been away for very long.

I've only been guarding the dog gate for a month...

How long did I stay in Kyoto before? I forgot...

But how did the Mingguang Laboratory expand to this extent?!

This is way too big!

When he first came in, he was a little incredulous, but he was relieved when he saw his disciple.

"What do you mean you can't use it all?"

"Are you supposed to use lab funds as you please?"

"What contribution have you made to this lab?" The pessimistic young man glared angrily; even when the experiment failed, it was rare to see him with this expression.

But when faced with his mentor, he immediately started cursing.

Even the usually assertive Zhong Ziqi was deflated upon seeing his disciple.

He spoke in an almost pleading tone, "My dear disciple, I didn't actually misuse it."

Do you still remember your junior brother?

"It's that half-good-for-nothing guy I recommended last time."

"I just don't want him to continue being a good-for-nothing, so I've decided to properly cultivate his mental strength!"

"But you know what I mean."

"Training a mentalist costs a lot of money!"

"I'm really short on funds, that's why I'm using lab money. Besides, everyone says our lab sells expensive stuff..."

"Expensive?!" The pessimistic young man suddenly became even angrier. "Those guys, I've been doing experiments here day and night, what contribution have they made?"

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