Yuan Zhengyang and Feng Wuxin flicked their waists when they were fighting, and Feng Wuxin blackmailed Yuan Zhengyang for a sum of money. The old general was so angry that he almost fainted.

Fortunately, the old butler of Yuan's mansion persuaded him with kind words, and the war was quelled.

Nowadays, being a housekeeper is also a dangerous job.

"It's done, the old general should not show off in half a month, otherwise it would be more than just the waist."

"Thank you, Mrs. Thousand-Such."

"Thank her for what she did? If it weren't for this, would I dodge my waist?"

Yuan Zhengyang, who was still cursing on the bed, wanted to break Feng Wuxin into pieces. Unfortunately, Feng Wuxin ignored him at all and happily left Yuan's mansion with the money. He would not frown without the voice behind him.

Feng Wuxin, who left Yuan’s mansion, came to Jishitang and told Mr. Qi about his going to Gaotian Academy.

When Mr. Qi heard the news, he was stunned at first, then got up and walked towards the medicine cabinet.

"Old Qi, what are you doing?"

"I'll get you medicine. I'll prepare all herbs for bruises or treatment of internal injuries first."

Mr. Qi's actions made Feng Wuxin look contemptuous.

"Old Qi, don't you even believe that I can be competent for the position of Master of Gaotian Academy?"

Isn’t it just a group of twelve, three or four years old? No matter how difficult it is to control it, can it go? Besides, she teaches female students.

"No, it's not that I don't believe in your ability, but you shouldn't know some things about Gaotian Academy."

Looking at Feng Wuxin's expression, it was obvious that this girl didn't know some horrible legends about Gaotian Academy.

Sure enough, Feng Wuxin shook his head.

She only heard Mo Yi say that Gaotian Academy is a higher education institution jointly organized by the royal family and the wealthy business family, and many royal family members of the wealthy businessmen gathered in Gaotian Academy.

However, no matter how many people say it, they are just some playboys.

Seeing Feng Wuxin shook his head, he grabbed the old man Qi who he wanted, packed it one by one, and then slowly talked about the things he had born in Gaotian Academy over the years.

"Although Gaotian Academy is a first-class institution in Yan State and is a place that many students dream of, they are all the children of princes and officials and even wealthy people here. It is conceivable that they rely on their own power to form cliques and do evil."

What Mr. Qi said can be described in a very concise and concise sentence. It is the place where bullies gather. Almost all the small demon kings of Yan State were thrown into Gaotian Academy.

"Just last month, a master from Gaotian Academy committed suicide, saying that he had endured the humiliation of students all year round, and finally chose to hang himself under mental pressure."

"Also, half a month ago, several students from Gaotian Academy teased a master, who was humiliated by public disheveling and humiliating, and also ended up committing suicide."

Mr. Qi shook his head helplessly. Gaotian Academy is indeed a first-class education college, but it is also a place for training bullies. Many poor students who study hard and study hard were bullied shortly after they entered Gaotian Academy.

"Do you know why Gaotian Academy is so famous in the Seven Kingdoms?"

“Why?”

Feng Wuxin was waiting for Mr. Qi’s following, listening to the various words describing Gaotian Academy from Mr. Qi. This is not a college, it is clearly a purgatory with all kinds of mixed situations in the world.

"Gaotian Academy is famous for its record of a master who dies every half month, and this record has never been broken."

A master dies every half month?

This is embarrassing!

In her impression, it seemed that students committed suicide due to excessive pressure or various reasons. She had never heard of any college that actually maintained a record of teachers committing suicide.

"You can prepare these medicines. I am not afraid of you committing suicide, but I am afraid that you will be injured by those bullies, and I am afraid that you will be damaged by them."

Qi Laobei drew medicines for bruises and some herbs to regulate internal injuries of qi and blood.

Compared to the former, Mr. Qi was more worried that Feng Wuxin would destroy the students of Gaotian Academy in anger, and even burned Gaotian Academy. After all, it would not be difficult to do it with the girl's personality.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qi, as a teacher, I will try my best to restrain myself and influence them with my love."

Feng Wuxin, who has not yet taken office, talked eroticly.

She will use her love and patience to water the future flowers of Yan Kingdom, and she will definitely do it.

"Girl, you still keep these medicines in case you don't need them."

To be honest, even if you don’t believe what Feng Wuxin said, Qi Lao’s punctuation marks.

He also used patience and love to influence those little bullies. This is the funniest joke he has heard this year.

However, Mr. Qi also thought of a question: Why did Han Zhangzhi let Feng Wuxin go to Gaotian Academy to teach? And now it is still such a tense and dangerous period.

"Lan Yixiao hasn't been caught yet. Will Jiu Qiansui agree to you go to Gaotian Academy to teach?"

Lan Yixiao from Nine Heavens Youyue even pretended to be Feng Wuxin and committed murder everywhere. In just a few days, many people died. What's even more strange is that the bodies of those people disappeared from the charity village.

When Mr. Qi mentioned Lan Yixiao, Feng Wuxin frowned.

The ten-day deadline is getting closer and closer, and the murderer is still at large, which makes people panic, and people die one after another, and even the bodies are not flying.

"My father-in-law has agreed to me to go to Gaotian Academy to teach. Don't worry, Mr. Qi, I will be careful."

Feng Wuxin understood that Mr. Qi was worried about him.

After staying in Jishitang for a while, Feng Wuxin left Jishitang and prepared to return to Qiansui Mansion.

However, when he returned to Qiansui Mansion, a figure sneakily followed Feng Wuxin behind him, deliberately keeping a distance, not only preventing Feng Wuxin from catching him, but also feeling his existence.

Feng Wuxin deliberately took a detour to a quiet alley, and the man also entered the alley, but he did not see the figure he was following.

"What, are you looking for me?"

Feng Wuxin leaned against the wall and half-squinted her eyes, a cold cold light burst out from her eyes, looking at the man wearing a hat.

After leaving Jishitang, this man has been following him and has himself maintained a safe distance.

"Tell me, what's wrong."

"Mrs. Qiansui is so courageous."

A gloomy voice came from under the man's black cloth with a mask, and the words were a little appreciated, but the sound was not warm at all.

"Don't talk about useless things, follow what I do and what purpose is."

Feng Wuxin didn't want to say anything else to this weird person, and asked him straightforwardly what the purpose of following him was.

"Tomorrow night, when the moonlight is in the middle, someone will see you in the dilapidated temple three miles away from the outskirts of the city."

"Who."

Holding his shoulders, Feng Wuxin stared at the man's every move coldly, but when the man spoke again, murderous intent instantly emerged in Feng Wuxin's half-closed eyes. "Lan Yixiao."
Chapter completed!