"..."
"Well, well, does this kid still have old man me in his eyes?" Pang Lai looked at Jiang Yu, who was chatting animatedly with Chen Lang over there, feeling a slight sense of dissatisfaction for a moment.
Damn it, I'm your teacher!
Jiang Yu smiled awkwardly, then said, "Teacher, it's just that I'm a bit excited to see my idol."
"..."
Watching the master and disciple bicker here, Chen Lang seized a gap and said, "Old Pang Lai, you guys chat first. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."
With that, Chen Lang prepared to bolt.
However, he didn't expect this old fogey to play zero martial virtue, directly pulling him back with a gust of wind force.
This sudden operation completely stunned Chen Lang!
"Kid, want to run?" Pang Lai wore a look of having seen right through him, staring at Chen Lang.
Although seen through, Chen Lang certainly wouldn't admit it: "No way, isn't it because it's bad to disturb your master-disciple chat?"
"Hehe..."
Pang Lai grinned, then continued, "I've already agreed with your old master. You are going to stay at the Imperial Magic Association for a while."
"???"
Chen Lang paused, immediately displeased.
Pang Lai added, "Your old master made it clear that as long as you're still breathing, he won't bicker with me."
Holy crap...
At this moment, Chen Lang was already cursing Chen Jin up a storm in his heart!!!
He had seen people who pit their fathers and people who pit their sons, but this was the first time he unlocked a new vocabulary: pitting one's grandson!
Although feeling displeased inside, Chen Lang knew very well that an arm cannot twist a thigh. He said, "Old Pang Lai, let me tell you, I'm still the facade of the