Chapter 104: I Won’t Let the Divine Capital Face a Storm
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 104: I Won’t Let the Divine Capital Face a Storm

At sunset, the sky was dyed with the colors of the evening glow.

The library became the best place to enjoy the scenery. The recent ghost story still lingered in the ears of the students without being forgotten, so even though this place was the best spot to appreciate the evening glow, there were not many people around. Most of the students chose to gather by the lake to enjoy the scenery together.

The dean had originally planned not to show up during this time, but seeing such a beautiful sunset, he could not help himself and unconsciously came to the library to admire the view. He looked at the evening glow with joy in his eyes and couldn't help nodding.

"Old punk!"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him. An old man with white hair suddenly appeared not far away.

Actually, the dean had tensed up all over when he heard the voice. But in an instant, he returned to normal. He continued to walk forward naturally as if he had not heard the voice, rubbing his head and muttering in a loud voice, "Isn't it time for dinner?"

The old man who appeared behind him laughed coldly when he heard this. He was long already familiar with the dean's character. He did not waste any words and his daoist robe suddenly stirred without any wind, causing a powerful qi to gather in this place.

The dean who was originally far away from the old man suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his raised hand. With a warm smile on his face, he said, "Turns out it's Brother Daoist who came. I heard about Brother Daoist's visit and was going to welcome you outside the city. I didn't expect to miss your arrival and actually made Brother Daoist come to the academy to visit me in person. I'm really embarrassed, truly embarrassed."

The dean's expression was extremely sincere and genuine when he spoke, making others feel that they too, had to be moved by the dean's sincerity. However, the old man who knew the dean's character well did not believe him. He just sneered and said, "It's been so many years, how many books have you, old punk, read?

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