"Mas ... Martial Uncle?"
Teacher Zhao Teng suspected that he had heard wrongly.
However, this respectable old man in front of him clearly did not look like he was joking at all. Instead, he continued to instruct, " This old man is accepting a disciple on behalf of my master. Therefore, this young mister Qi Mo will be the head of the array formation inheritance of my Tingxue Academy from now on.
Little mister is new here and there are many things he is not clear about. You need to cooperate as much as possible.
However, don't tell those juniors about this, and don't publicize it. "
Zhao Teng was speechless.
He took a deep breath. He could not believe that the young man he had brought in had suddenly become a martial uncle, and he was in charge of the array path.
This matter was too inconceivable.
He had just been instructing this student to understand etiquette…
What the hell?
This was a f * cking wild dog.
