"It's good to be young. You're not afraid of anything. I appreciate your drive!" Looking at Chen Jiu's back, Ma Yun nodded with relief. He was very satisfied.
The General Office was a place where all the teachers gathered. When Chen Jiu arrived, he couldn't help but heave a huge sigh of relief.
There were more than 50 teachers in the General Office. Their cultivation bases were either high or low, but none of them had surpassed the Creation Realm. This meant that Chen Jiu didn't have to fear them at all!
If anyone wanted to cause trouble, he could just teach them a lesson.
"Hey, come and take a look. Our new Horse God, the youngest teacher, is here. Welcome, welcome …" Chen Jiu's arrival naturally attracted the attention of dozens of people. They all stood up and clapped their hands with different expressions on their faces.
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. Although Chen Jiu's cultivation base was low, it was an indisputable fact that he had defeated Zhuge Horse God. Therefore, everyone still paid close attention to him!
"Ha ha … Thank you for your hard work, comrades!" Chen Jiu naturally wouldn't let them look down on him. He waved his hands and responded to the teachers like a leader inspecting them.
"Serve the people!" Many of the teachers immediately became respectful. However, when they came back to their senses, they couldn't help but grumble. "How arrogant!"
Ignoring those dissatisfaction, Chen Jiu acted as if he didn't see them. He came to one of the empty desks and sat down without hesitation.
"Get up, Chen Jiu. You shouldn't be sitting there!" a middle-aged man with a square face scolded Chen Jiu immediately.
"Oh? There's no one here. Why can't I sit there? "Chen Jiu asked as he looked at the middle-aged man with some dissatisfaction.
"These few rows are for eighth-grade teachers. You are a ninth-grade teacher now, so you should be sitting at the edge!" the middle-aged man reminded him coldly.
"What? Edge? Who set this rule? "Chen Jiu was a little annoyed.
"This is an unwritten tradition in our office. You are new here, so you must follow it!" The middle-aged man immediately shouted, "What do you think?"
"That's right. Although you're a horse god, we all have our own skills. Don't think that you're so great!" The group of teachers looked at Chen Jiu's young age and were somewhat unconvinced by him.
"What if I say no?" Chen Jiu looked on coldly, unwilling to budge.
"Chen Jiu, you're new here. You'd better not cause any trouble. Otherwise, you won't have a good time in the future!" The middle-aged man warned him again.
"Hmph, I'm really a donkey. I'll sit here today. Let's see who dares to touch me." Chen Jiu angrily slammed the table and sat down. He did not give face to anyone.
"You … Are you going against all of us teachers?" The middle-aged man was angry and resentful. The other teachers also lost face. They all glared at Chen Jiu angrily, as if they wanted to eat him.
"Alright, I'll tell you guys that's enough. Chen Jiu is just a child. Why do you have to be so calculative with him? It doesn't matter where he sits. I, Sanniang, think there's no problem with him sitting here!" At this moment, a middle-aged woman suddenly stood up for Chen Jiu.
"Du Sanniang, don't pretend to be kind. Let me tell you, who in the Divine Institute doesn't know that he's a coward? If you want to have any ideas about him, you'd better save it!" The middle-aged man immediately mocked the middle-aged woman.
"Wang Can't? You know your own character. How dare you say that others can't?" The middle-aged woman retorted. Her words made the man's face turn red.
The middle-aged woman had a voluptuous figure. She had a seductive aura. As for the middle-aged man, his original name was Wang Buxing. However, as the rumors spread, his name was changed to Wang Buxing. This was his greatest humiliation!
"Du Sanniang, are you really going to stand up for this kid?" Another thin old man stood up.
"Zhao Guishou, it's not your turn to take revenge on your Divine Soil Hall, right?" Du Sanniang retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, you're courting death. You'll be in for it in the future!" The old man glared at her and didn't say anything more.
"Sanniang, you want to raise a gigolo. You've made a mistake, haven't you?"
"That's right. He can't even do that. What's the use of raising him?"
For a time, the voices of ridicule continued to ring out. These teachers were the lowest of the low. They relied on their skills to become teachers. Their conduct was really difficult to compliment.
"You … These people, although their morals aren't very good, they haven't mocked people like this before!" Du Sanniang was also very dissatisfied with the many teachers.
The atmosphere in the office was very unpleasant because of this. Du Sanniang kindly came to Chen Jiu's side and explained the composition of the many personnel in the office to him.
There were more than 50 people. The number was not large. They were all specially recruited teachers with skills. Chen Jiu was not an exception. It was just that his age and cultivation had broken a new record.
Although defeating Zhuge Mashen was a great achievement, he was young and his cultivation was so low. It was inevitable that the teachers in the same profession would be jealous!
These teachers came from all over the world. There were all kinds of forces. It could be said that fish and dragons were mixed together. Each of them had their own ulterior motives. It was really not easy to understand them one by one.
"Thank you, Teacher Du. I will pay attention!" In the end, Chen Jiu couldn't help but thank Du Sanniang gratefully.
"Well, I still have classes to attend. You be careful alone. None of them are easy to deal with!" Du Sanniang was a little worried. She waved her hand and left, swaying her hips and swaying her hips.
"Chen Jiu, go and get me some water. I'm thirsty!" As soon as Du Sanniang left, Wang Bubo, who was next to him, began to find trouble again.
"Why should I get you water?" Chen Jiu was a little unhappy.
"You little brat, do you know how to respect your elders? I am an eighth-grade teacher. My rank is higher than yours. Naturally, I have the right to order you around!" Wang Bubo raised his voice and scolded. He was afraid that others could not hear him.
"Oh, okay. You wait, I'll get it for you right away!" Chen Jiu suddenly understood. He got up and immediately walked outside.
After a while, Chen Jiu returned, holding a porcelain gold cup and handed it to Wang Bubo. "Senior Bubo, please drink some water!"
"You … Don't call me 'Bubo' in the future, okay?" Wang Bubo was annoyed. He raised the cup and drank it in one gulp. "Uh, where did you get the water? Why does it taste so weird?"
"That won't do. Senior, what should I call you then?" Chen Jiu looked around and asked another question.
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