Chapter 297 - 297: I Concede (1/2)

”I'm afraid the Academy's female population—and maybe even some males—would ravage over your betrothed if he were to go out looking the way he is now.”

Master and disciple walked down the corridors, a peaceful atmosphere between them despite the raging storm outside.

When Ethan and Death arrived at the dining room, Grandmaster Wei thought that his disciples invited another guest; a celebrity.

He was bemused and in disbelief when Ethan introduced himself again—even going as far as to put on his glasses to see if he wasn't going senile.

But of course, he was only jesting. He knew that the boy was wearing a disguise like his second disciple as soon as his line of sight fell on him.

He was acting oblivious just so he could crack Ethan's unwavering his temperament.

Also, he doesn't want to admit that the boy was eminently good-looking.

Lillie smiled fondly and amusedly at her master's roundabout way of saying that Ethan was aesthetically pleasing in the eyes.

Grandmaster Wei realized that his second disciple understood him, so he quickly added, ”Don't tell him I said that.”

”This disciple will keep it to herself.” Soft giggles ruptured through her lips.

The two haven't yet gotten close to the dining room, and already, they could hear the pandemonium happening inside. Not even the storm's noise could outdo it.

They could hear Death's disgruntled screeching and Ethan's affronted reprimands echoing through compound's main hall.

”Let go, you unrefined boy toy! How dare you obstruct I, your father, from having a meal at my own home!”

”If I'm unrefined, then you're sh*t! Learn to wait, you impertinent moron!”

”I wait any longer and this food will go cold! Beating the sense of having a warm meal!”

”Not until my wife and the master arrives. I'm not letting you eat a single dumpling or try to take a single drop of the wine!”

”You! From the beginning, you always try to stop everything I do! Stop being so obsessed with me, I'm not gay!”

”Your mother! Don't flatter yourself, you halfwit!”

”What did you just call me, boy toy?!”

One point was added in Grandmaster Wei's mental scoreboard.

Hm hm...so, there is someone who can hold a candle with his good-for-nothing first disciple, and even manage to counter his poison tongue.

”Your betrothed have quite the temper, doesn't he?”