"Haha, of course, it's a gift for you, old scholar,"
Zhou Li directly tossed a despairing Tang Wan onto the chair beside him and laughed, "This is something you've longed for day and night, why aren't you happy?"
"I cherish ancient books, articles, and good students but have no love for women, especially not young girls like this!"
The old scholar waved his hand dismissively and said irritably, "Out with it, why have you come to the Imperial Academy, risking me pinning you to the ground and beating you?"
As he finished speaking, he glanced at the people behind Zhou Li. When the old scholar spotted the thin Hou Jue, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. He extended his hand to interrupt Zhou Li, who seemed to want to say something, and slowly said:
"Evil spirits and related to zombies, right?"
"I can't hide anything from you."
Zhou Li nodded and said admiringly, "You're the one who truly understands these crooked and evil ways."
"Smart aleck, don't you sass me,"
