If Mu Hanyan really gave the place away, or sold it for two or three million, it would be fine. At least it would prove that his Zhengying Academy's reputation was valuable, right? But this isn't two and a half million, it's two hundred and fifty cents, and he's being so serious about it. Is his Zhengying Academy's reputation only worth two hundred and fifty cents?
Humiliation, this is naked humiliation.
"Hold on, hold on!" Pang Dezong almost used up all his strength to resist the urge to slap Ling Baobao to death. There was no other way. The master behind him was mysterious and unpredictable. Pang Dezong was afraid. Even if he was furious, he could only hold it back.
"Where did this brat come from? How dare you humiliate Zhengying Academy like this!" Zhao Sining grasped the hilt of the sword. Although his brain wasn't very good, he could see through Ling Baobao's intentions... If he still couldn't see it now, he was truly hopelessly mentally retarded.
"Si Ning!" Pang Dezong shouted and stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Si Ning who was about to take action.
"Uncle Master, he..." Zhao Si Ning stared at Ling Baobao, looking furious.
"This person is not very strong, but he can ignore the pressure of the sword saint that I exerted with the alchemical magic weapon. There must be a master and a strong man backing him up. Don't be impulsive." Pang Dezong gathered his energy and transmitted his voice, saying to Zhao Sining.
Zhao Si Ning paused, then calmed down instantly. He knew a thing or two about the powerful Sword Saint pressure that Pang Dezong unleashed with his alchemical artifacts. The young man before him was clearly of average strength, yet he remained unaffected. There was no other reason for this, other than the assistance of a powerful expert.
"Are we just going to let him go like this?" Zhao Sining also gathered his energy and transmitted his voice, saying unwillingly.
"Let him go for now and wait until we find out who is behind him." Pang Dezong said cautiously.
"This young man has an extraordinary talent and acts in an imaginative and unconventional way. He has a reclusive style in gaming. I don't know which generation of masters he is from. It is a blessing for our Zhengying Academy that he can join us today." After saying this, Pang Dezong forced out a smile as if bathed in spring breeze and said to Ling Baobao with deep emotion.
Seeing Pang Dezong's completely different performance before and after, everyone was slightly stunned, and then realized that this old guy was flattering himself.
However, to be honest, the young man in front of him behaved unruly. Although his cultivation level was not high, he completely ignored the powerful pressure from Pang Dezong. He was very strange. Maybe he was the son of some otherworldly master. It might not be a bad thing that Zhengying Academy could recruit him.
Thinking of this, everyone was somewhat impressed by Pang Dezong's ease in sending and receiving messages.
"Who said I want to join Zhengying College?" Ling Baobao rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly. Then he waved his hand, "Erniu, come here."
"Come here, is there any meat?" A young man in tattered clothes ran over happily, looking at Ling Baobao eagerly. He sucked his nose while speaking. Looking at his silly look, it was obvious that his brain was not working very well.
"Didn't you just eat it?" Ling Baobao asked.
"But I'm hungry again." Erniu looked at Ling Baobao pitifully and reached out to wipe his nose.
"How can you eat so much?" Ling Baobao muttered depressedly.
"You promised me that you would have meat to eat every day from now on." Erniu sniffed his nose again, and a big lantern expanded and contracted with the sniffing sound, which made everyone feel uncomfortable in their stomachs.
"Don't worry, you'll have meat to eat every day from now on. Come here and meet the dean first." Ling Baobao pointed at Pang Dezong.
"What dean?" Erniu asked stupidly.
"Dean of Zhengying Academy, you will be a disciple of Zhengying Academy from now on. Follow the dean and you will have meat to eat every day." Ling Baobao said.
"Really? We can really eat meat every day? I want to eat braised pork." Erniu suddenly became excited. He immediately threw Ling Baobao away and rushed to Pang Dezong in a few steps. He looked at him with drool, as if what he saw was not a living person, but a big pot of braised pork with good color, fragrance and taste.
"What are you doing?" Pang Dezong felt a chill in his heart when he was looked at by him. He wanted to slap him to death, but he was worried that it would be too undignified to attack a fool.
"Master Pang, right? The quota I just mentioned was not what I wanted. I bought it for him. He will be a disciple of your Zhengying Academy from now on. Please don't treat him unfairly." Ling Baobao said earnestly.
"You...you..." Pang Dezong was so angry that he could hardly speak.
Only then did he realize that the humiliation just now was not enough, and this was the real thing.
"What do you mean by 'you'? In front of so many people, do you still dare to deny it? Anyway, I bought that spot. I spent a full two hundred and fifty cents on it. I can give it to whoever I want. Also, you'd better be nice to him. There are so many people here today. If something happens to him, I wonder how you're going to explain it to the world." Ling Baobao's face darkened and he said coldly.
"That's right. If anything happens to him, don't blame me for not keeping my promise." Mu Hanyan also threatened.
Although she didn't know the origin of this silly Erniu, since Ling Baobao wanted to send him to Zhengying College, Mu Hanyan didn't want to harm him.
"Okay, okay, I'll remember what happened today. Let's go." Pang Dezong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He turned around and walked towards the viewing seats.
"Braised pork, I want to eat braised pork." Erniu chased after him with drooling.
Pang Dezong raised his hand suddenly, thought for a moment, and then put it down weakly.
"Take him back to the academy and properly place him." Pang Dezong instructed an accompanying disciple and left with a sullen look on his face. Zhao Si Ning glared at Ling Baobao fiercely and followed behind him dejectedly.
It was not until Pang Dezong and others walked away that the crowd behind them burst into laughter.
"Fourth brother, you don't have to worry now, right? Even if you can't be selected by Longyan College, there are still An Teng College and Fenghua College. Even if you still can't be selected, there is still Zhengying College." Someone said jokingly.
"Yes, two hundred and fifty cents is enough." Someone echoed as soon as the words fell.
"That's right. Not only is it cheap, but even a fool can get it. Are you still worried that you won't be selected?" Someone else encouraged seriously.
Pang Dezong stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Ruined! Zhengying Academy's ten-thousand-year reputation was ruined just like that! It wouldn't be long before this joke spread throughout the capital, then throughout Anyun, and even across the Holy Court Continent. Zhengying Academy would become the laughing stock of all other academies.
"Uncle Master, I'm going to kill them." Zhao Sining said gritting his teeth.
"Shut up, haven't you made enough trouble?" Pang Dezong was so angry that he slapped Zhao Sining in the face.
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