Dugu Bo shook his head helplessly, raised his wine cup again, and perfunctorily clinked rims with everyone present.
"Feiyang, you all continue enjoying yourselves. This old man needs to go home and put out a fire, so I'll be taking my leave first."
Ye Feiyang glared at Dugu Yan with a mixture of laughter and tears, thinking to himself, This disciple of mine is probably beyond saving, isn't she?
"Fine, putting out a fire is indeed urgent. How about taking your troublemaking granddaughter with you?"
"No, no, no! How could you say that, Teacher? I drank quite a lot too, and my head is spinning... Ow, that hurts!" Dugu Yan immediately panicked, wrapping her arms tightly around Ye Feiyang's arm and shaking it hard.
"Go on, go on. You're already grown up, yet you still don't know how to behave properly. Hurry back to your seat."
Seeing that acting cute and playing shamelessly did not work, Dugu Yan could only pout resentfully and obediently return to her seat.
Just as Dugu Bo stepped out through the academy gates, he ran into someone head-on—Qian Renxue.
At the moment, she was still dressed in Xue Qinghe's male attire.
He had long known that His Highness the Crown Prince had become Ye Feiyang's disciple. His attitude immediately made a complete turnaround as he cupped his hands and smiled. "Your Highness, welcome! This old man failed to greet you from afar. May I ask if Your Highness has come to see Feiyang today?"
Qian Renxue looked him over suspiciously and muttered inwardly, Why is this old fellow acting so strangely today? He has never been this polite to me before...
But on second thought, he had addressed Ye Feiyang by name just now. The reason was not hard to guess—he was surely doing this