"Jia Nan Academy?!" Upon hearing that familiar name, Mang Tianchi first looked bewildered, then somewhat ashamed.
Clearly, he had also remembered how long it had been since he had returned to Jia Nan Academy—and how he had only wanted to be a hands-off manager.
"Great Elder Su Qian once told me that if I ever met you, he hoped I could pass on a message."
"What?"
Xiao Jin took a deep breath and imitated Su Qian's tone. "You old bastard, how much longer are you planning to be a hands-off manager?!"
Mang Tianchi gave an awkward laugh, instantly feeling utterly humiliated.
But his mental fortitude was exceptionally strong—or, put another way, he had absolutely no shame.
The awkwardness vanished in a flash, and Mang Tianchi immediately changed his expression.
"Little fellow, those black lightning bolts are all great supplements. Since you have a way to shield yourself from the lightning, why don't we go in and venture forth together?"
Xiao Jin smiled and shook his head. "Dean, you should go by yourself. My cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and I won't be able to break through any further in the short term."
Hearing this, Mang Tianchi shook his head in disappointment.
He had wanted to go by himself, but unfortunately, he had just been chased around like a dog. How could he dare return alone?
"Forget it, forget it. It seems this place and I are not fated. I'll find somewhere else to cultivate."
"Dean, aren't you planning to return to Jia Nan Academy for a look?"
"What is there to see? That place was merely an academy I established on a whim back then. Su Qian's strength may be lacking, but I trust him completely to manage the academy." Compared with staying in one place for a long time,