The fiery red mark on the forehead is flamboyant and captivating.
This is the sign of the Fire Spirit Contract?
Teacher Mediterranean rubbed his fingers, thinking to himself.
Those who can be contracted by the original spirit cannot be underestimated in the future.
When Mu Qitian saw his son standing at the door, pretending to be strong, he couldn't stop feeling guilty and sad.
His son, without the slightest fault, has to suffer all this for nothing.
"Son, you are here." Mu Qitian stepped forward to meet Mu Ran.
With Fu Yan's support, Mu Ran sat on the chair.
"Father." Mu Ran smiled cutely.
Such a sensible and generous appearance made Mu Qitian even more depressed.
So what about Tianyi Academy?
If he dares to speak ill of his son, he will not welcome it at all!
Mu Qitian turned around holding back his anger, stared at the old man with white beard, and opened his mouth to yell at him.
Before he could utter a word, he heard another teacher from the Mediterranean Sea say, "I wonder if your son intends to come to Tianyi Academy?"
Mu Qitian was a little confused: " Huh?"
The old man with white beard blew up the pot: "Fatty man, what are you talking about again?!"
The white-bearded old man was so angry: "The school has a limited number of enrollments every year! You let himcome to our school to study?!"
This vague connotation made Mu Qitian unable to hold back his inner anger any longer.
The boiling anger seemed to hit the palm of his hand.
He slapped his palm violently, and the table on one side instantly fell apart: "Why do you say that about my son!"
The clattering noise of thunderbolts was a bit ear-piercing.
Noisy, but lively.
Fu Yan saw that the old man with white beard was getting more and more unpleasant, so he also set him on fire.
Fu Yan stood in front of Mu Ran: "Heh, the teacher of Tianyi Academy, is this the original virtue?"
The old man with the white beard stuck his neck and refused to admit his mistake: "What's wrong? Am I wrong? How many students want to come to our Tianyi Academy?
The annual enrollment quota is only 20 people!
How about your son's spiritual power, you should know it without me telling you, right?
Could it be that because of that letter of guarantee, he should be asked to replace the student who should have entered the academy? "
"You!" Mu Qitian's eyes were red, and he opened his mouth to curse angrily.
Fu Yan rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight.
Fat teacher Mediterranean touched the top of his somewhat bald head.
Why did things become like this inexplicably?
"Okay, Lao Hu, don't say a few words." Fat teacher Mediterranean interrupted.
It's okay if it doesn't come out, but when it comes out, the old man with white beard explodes even more.
The old man with the white beard: "How dare you say that?! It's all because of you! You said something inexplicably to let him go to school!"
Mu Qitian: "Heh, it's just a school, do you really care about us?"
Fu Yan: "Bah! Such a teacher, if he doesn't go to the school, he won't go!"
Sweat dripped from Mediterranean Fat Teacher's bare head.
The corner of his mouth twitched, feeling weak and innocent.
"Father." The soft long sound of the stream immediately disperses the flames in the room.
Mu Qitian was very distressed: "Son."
Mu Ran stood up gracefully.
The white robe is clear and sparkling.
Although there was darkness in front of Mu Ran's eyes, his mental strength was not for nothing.
Mu Ran turned his body sideways and found the old man with white beard exactly.
He raised his head and smiled: "This teacher, can you let this junior try it?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com