Chapter 318 - 318: Could’ve Fooled Me (1/2)

Grandmaster Wei knew instantly that something was up when the two arrived later than intended.

But for the sake of keeping the atmosphere peaceful without awkwardness, he pretended to be oblivious and beckoned them to have dinner—even though they already 'ate'.

After dinner, the couple retreated to their now shared quarters and took a shower to properly wash up.

Oh they didn't carried on for round two, sadly.

Today had been draining, so as soon they flopped down on the bed and nestled themselves in each other's embrace, their consciousness was swept away by sweet sleep.

The next day, three familiar individuals came knocking on the Gentle Tempest Courtyard's gates, asking for an audience with Lillie, Ethan, and Death.

”Good morning, Sis Ming, Bro Huo!”

”A pleasant day to you, Grand Disciple Life, Jun Jihuo.”

”Good morning, Sister Shengming and Sister Shengming's husband!”

Han Taiyi and little Yang Nina greeted them with much enthusiasm people don't usually have so early in the morning.

Chu Lizheng was the only one who's calm and reserved, greeting them appropriately to the Academy's protocol.

He should've reminded his good friend and partner, Han Taiyi, and little Nina—who they came across to along the way and had already acquainted themselves with one another—that they are in the presence of the revered Grandmaster Wei's residence, and should watch out for their manners.

Alas, the girls were too excited to greet their favorite person that they left him behind in a flash as Grand Disciple Life appeared.

He could only hope and pray that Grandmaster Wei wasn't stern and a stickler for rules like Ancient One, Grandmaster Xie; conceited, hypercritical, and imperious like the Dark Doctor, Grandmaster Yang.

Rumors has it that he was the most lenient out of the Grandmasters, but his temper was something to be reckon.

Akin to passing by a sleeping lion, one needs to be extra careful in not disturbing it lest you want to be shredded into pieces then eaten.

Yang Nina was thankful of whatever fate's been working on for her to catch all of her benefactors in one setting.

She could finally show her gratitude to everyone properly. Also, she needs to thank Sister Shengming again for carrying her back to the clinic and apologize for drenching her shoulder with salty tears.

Grand Disciple Death was a very intriguing man. His white hair, devilishly handsome face and lean body fitted the description of the second male lead of a wuxia novel she read before.

Though, his rather frolic behavior kinda dampened his cool and venerated looks. Nonetheless, she likes him—not romantically.

He's really funny and cute at times. Yang Nina felt like she's talking to someone her own age with how childish he acts.

Then there's Sister Shengming's husband. Disregarding his average Joe looks, the man's ambience and his demeanor screams regal, someone of nobility and the upper crust.

He stands and walks with poise and elegance, as if he's floating on a cloud. He and Sister Shengming do fit each other perfectly.

”So, Little Nina, I hope you heed to my advise and waited until you're fully covered to visit us.” All of them settled in the pavilion where there's a koi pond below it.