My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator - Chapter 2204
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Chapter 2204: You Pretend, I Pretend, Who’s Embarrassed?
Liu Zhen shook his head with a smile and said honestly,” This isn’t fate. I came here to visit you, Fellow Cultivator Kou. You won’t blame me for coming uninvited, right?”
“Why would I? I’m so happy that Fellow Daoist Liu took the initiative to come to me for a reunion. Why would I blame Fellow Daoist Liu?” Kou Sun smiled like a smiling Buddha.
As for what he was thinking, only he knew.
“In that case, I can rest assured.”
As Liu Zhen spoke, he looked in the direction of Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan as if he was not paying attention. He asked curiously,” Could these two young friends be the rumored Master Lu and Array Master Mu?”
Everyone was speechless. This act was too obvious!
She was clearly on the roof not far away just now. She had seen and heard what she should have seen. How could she not know the identities of Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan?
Kou Sun was also cursing in his heart, but he didn’t show it on his face.
“That’s right. Fellow Daoist Liu, have you heard of them?”
Kou Sun was surprised, but he acted as if it was true.
Everyone was speechless. Were they going to continue playing dumb with each other?
The two parties involved weren’t embarrassed, but the bystanders were embarrassed!
Liu Zhen chuckled and said,” The names of these two young friends have been spreading like wildfire in recent years. It’s hard not to know about them.”
In fact, if Lu Zijia had not insisted on not selling the flying spirit weapon two years ago, these old guys who had retired would have come out long ago. They would not have waited patiently until now.
“Haha, in this case, my Hongtian Academy is quite famous.”
Kou Sun shamelessly treated Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan’s fame as the academy’s fame. He spoke without blushing or jumping, causing everyone to praise his shamelessness in their hearts.
Then, the two of them exchanged blows again.
Liu Zhen deliberately changed the topic to Lu Zijia and the girl.
Kou Sun, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. He changed the topic away from Lu Zijia and Lu Mingshu.
No matter how stiff the topic was, it was right to change it.
” Deputy Director, it’s rare for us to come in today. Why don’t we put aside the gathering for the time being and talk about serious business first?”
Zhu Shengmao, the other Nascent Soul cultivator, finally couldn’t help but interrupt their exchange.
The last Nascent Soul Stage white-haired old man, Di Meng, also hurriedly agreed.
” Right, right, right. It just so happens that all of us have come in. Vice President, shouldn’t you ask the President of your academy’s Armament School to come out and give us a reasonable explanation?”
As the two Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators spoke, the others finally found a suitable opportunity to speak.
“That’s right, Vice President. It’s time for an explanation after dragging this matter out for so long.”
“That’s right. If this matter continues to drag on, the anger in our hearts will not be able to dissipate day by day.”
“The Dean of the Armament Academy, that’s the Dean Chen of the Armament Academy, right? Since Director Chen is here, why don’t you give us a reasonable explanation now? It also saves us the trouble of making another wasted trip.”
Kou Sun remained calm as he listened to the voices of the people around him. At the same time, he had no intention of speaking up for Chen Liqi.
He had already given Chen Liqi the opportunity and the conditions. If Chen Liqi did not express his stance, he, as the Deputy Director, could not do anything about it.
At most, they could only protect the students of the Weapon Refining Academy from being implicated.
As for Chen Liqi and the mentors of the Weapon Refining Academy, he could not do anything about it.
The evil consequences that he had borne should always be borne by himself.
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