In the Lady of the Castle's office, President Bai and Elder Ji Xing had already left after obtaining the documents they wanted.
The Lord of the Castle's fingers were crossed as he stared ahead with a profound gaze, still feeling very sorry for President Bai's decision to attack No. 60 High.
The Lady would never forget this solemn expression for the rest of her life. In her memory, Mo Immortal Castle had been on the verge of collapse several times, but the Lord had never looked as constipated as he did today. In fact, the Lady knew very well why the Lord was persuading President Bai: it was because President Bai was currently Mo Immortal Castle's most important source of income and guest.
If this guest died, Mo Immortal Castle would have to look for someone else.
"What do you think President Bai's chances of winning are?" the Lady looked at the Lord and couldn't help asking.
"Ten percent … or even lower."
"That scary …"
The Lady was stunned.
In her opinion, President Bai's strength was already exceedingly high. Furthermore, this overseas returnee Elder Ji Xing's aura was clearly higher than Mr Lu's, and he was an out-and-out super expert. For such an expert to slaughter a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken. But the Lord actually didn't think he had the slightest chance of winning in the face of a Foundation Establishment high school …
How little confidence did he have in President Bai and the others for him to make such an assertion …
"There are times when people have to believe in metaphysics." The Lord was very insightful, and his expression was unperturbed. "I didn't believe in metaphysics before, but have you noticed that as long as the information we receive has anything to do with No. 60 High, nothing good will come out of it?"
The Lady was blank. "…" Thinking about it carefully, she realized that it was true!
The Lord sighed. "With Elder Ji Xing's death, President Bai's left and right arms have all been broken, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for much longer. Given our current financial situation, we can survive for half a year at most, which is far from enough … We have to look for our next target as soon as possible. "
"…"
The Lady had no idea that the Lord was actually already thinking about what to do next.
The Lord sighed. "Go look through our previous client profiles and see if there are any who currently have a deep cooperative relationship with us. Sell them some information on Elder Ji Xing. "
The Lady: "Lord, you mean …"
"What I mean is, you should go and see if there are any crematoria or coffin clients. Sell them information on Elder Ji Xing so that they could prepare in advance. I have a strong feeling that Elder Ji Xing will definitely be in the center of the funeral. "
"But Castle Lord, Demon Hunters Association is our important cooperative client. We've signed a confidentiality agreement …"
"This confidentiality agreement is only for when one is alive. It doesn't say after one's death …"
"… …
…
It was a busy Sunday.
At home, Wang Ling scrolled through the class group chat, which hadn't been idle for even a moment.
According to the excellent gossip spy Dopey Guo, Mother Juan was holding a food tasting event at four in the afternoon to invite parents who were free to try her new dishes. The scariest thing was that quite a number of parents actually agreed!
The parents didn't know how scary Mother Juan was, but as people who had been through it, no one knew better than the students from No. 60 High how scary this kitchen maid was.
"Mother Juan's fan bing bing conned me pretty badly last time. I wonder what she'll come up with this time." Dopey Guo typed in the group with lingering fear.
Super Chen laughed through the screen and couldn't help replying, "Everyone, do you still remember the Shadow Stream killers who invaded our school last time?"
Everyone: "???"
Super Chen: "One of them snuck into the school canteen and was killed by Mother Juan with a spoon. I've been thinking that this might be a quicker way to die; eating slow food might be even more painful. "
Everyone: "…"
Wang Ling: "…"
…
As the saying went, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will emerge victorious. Elder Ji Xing hadn't thought much of this small Foundation Establishment high school at first, but recalling the Lord of Mo Immortal Castle's repeated advice, he decided to come to No. 60 High to take a look first.
Elder Ji Xing had deliberately disguised himself before going out. He looked very feminine, so it was very easy for him to dress up as a woman. Generally speaking, using a woman's image would greatly lower people's vigilance and make it easier to sneak in.
Thus, Elder Ji Xing put on a golden wig, a long black dress and a pair of red high heels as he went out. The wig on his head was very expensive. It was a disguise magic artifact, and not only could he change his hair color at will, he could even adjust its length at will.
The most important thing was that the wig was stuck to his scalp the entire time and would blend in with every inch of his scalp, so it wouldn't fall off easily and cause any embarrassment!
Elder Ji Xing was very curious about No. 60 High.
Qingyun Road in Peiyuan district …
This was where No. 60 High was located.
Elder Ji Xing looked up at the sky and noticed that there was a very thick barrier around No. 60 High.
"This school is so run-down … but the barrier outside is very thick!"
Elder Ji Xing couldn't help muttering in his heart.
He didn't know that No. 60 High's defensive measures had actually already been very good after several enemy attacks … Actually, just two months ago, No. 60 High didn't even have a decent barrier!
Elder Ji Xing had initially wanted to sneak in, but now it looked like he could only break in through the front gate.
In the end, when he arrived at No. 60 High's front gate, he was greatly disappointed by the scene in front of him.
— This school was a little small!
Not only was it small, its basic facilities weren't very comprehensive. Even through the main gate, he could feel the thick air of history and vicissitudes from this school … Elder Ji Xing didn't want to get close to the dilapidated stone sculpture at the entrance at all. The metal ball on it was covered in rust, the stone platform was covered in moss, and there were even small mushrooms growing on the side! How many germs were on it?
Just looking at it, Elder Ji Xing couldn't help shuddering; he was a germaphobe!
Elder Ji Xing decided that when they officially charged into the school tomorrow, they would blow up this broken stone sculpture first. He felt that every inch of this cramped school should be cleaned up.
"Parent, may I ask which teacher you're looking for? Did you report it in advance?" Old Li, the school guard, had noticed the blonde girl in front of him right away.
Elder Ji Xing smiled slightly and changed her tone to that of a sweet and pleasant girl. "Sir, it's like this …"
Just as Elder Ji Xing was about to make up a reason to fool her and then enter No. 60 High to take a look, he never thought that the school guard would directly say, "Parent, are you here to participate in Mother Juan's food tasting?"
Food tasting …
Elder Ji Xing was blank.
Before he could come back to his senses, Old Li directly opened the gate and let him in. "Parent, this way, please. Turn right for the canteen."
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