Zheng Qing had originally planned to talk with Jiang Yu about the Charm of Infatuation and the Counter Charm of Enchantment on their way to see Old Yao. But just a few steps after leaving the classroom, the witch suddenly stopped.
Unable to stop in time, the young wizard walked straight into her.
"Ah! Sorry, sorry!"
A faint, refreshing fragrance rushed over him, snapping Zheng Qing out of his tangled thoughts. He hurriedly apologized. "I wasn't paying attention while walking..."
The witch in front of him ignored the apology behind her and did not even turn around.
"Professor." She gave a slight bow forward.
Only then did Zheng Qing notice Old Yao leaning against the corner of the corridor with his arms folded, his pipe between his teeth as he puffed away contentedly.
Hearing the witch's greeting, the Legendary Wizard seemed to finally notice the two young wizards' arrival. He waved away the haze before him and said with a beaming smile, "The smoke was too thick. I didn't see anything... but I can confirm there's no one else around. Aren't you two going to chat a little longer?"
A phrase immediately popped into Zheng Qing's mind—shameless old man. Desperate for the old man opposite him to know exactly what he was thinking, he made no attempt to put up any mental defenses.
But Old Yao very deliberately ignored that restless little head and firmly pretended not to hear those words.
"Professor!"
There was a trace of reproach in Jiang Yu's voice, making Old Yao burst into laughter.
Zheng Qing had every reason to believe this was treatment reserved for good students and pretty witches. If Fatty Xin had spoken to Old Yao in that tone, he would probably have been slapped all the way to Antarctica.
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