The Vice Principal's attention was completely off the game screen. He lunged in front of Lu Mingfei, and the strange reek of alcohol mixed with cologne hit him head-on.
He grabbed Lu Mingfei by the shoulders, his voice cracking with excitement.
"Lost Dragon Language Grammar... an unmatched beauty in dinosaur pajamas... that brat Finn told me everything. Hurry! Tell this old man how to contact this Grandmaster!"
Lu Mingfei froze for a moment as the bizarre odor of aged Whiskey and cigar ash washed over him, nearly making him lose his footing.
It took him a full two seconds to sort out his thoughts amid that storm of smells... This old man dressed as a cowboy seemed to be here for Naga and Dragon Language Grammar, and he had some connection to Finn.
But how did Finn know about Naga? I was clearly studying in Senior Brother He's room last night. Did he come by then, while I was too absorbed in studying to notice?
Lu Mingfei felt uneasy. It was already rare enough for Naga to be willing to teach him everything she knew. He absolutely could not cause her any more trouble.
He warily took half a step back and looked the uninvited guest up and down.
"Sir, who are you? What's your relationship with Finn?"
The Vice Principal seemed to realize that he had lost his composure. He straightened his floral shirt, which was stained with something unidentifiable, then pulled up the belt that had nearly slipped to his hipbones. Striking what he considered a dignified pose, he cleared his throat.
"I am the Vice Principal, deeply beloved by students and irresistible to countless young ladies. Most people call me the Watchman."
The Watchman... Lu Mingfei was immediately filled with respect.
Senior Brother He had told him