At her age, wouldn't granny, grandma, or old lady have been more appropriate?
Yi Xiaoya picked up the smoking pipe beside her, took a puff, and blew the smoke into Xu Le's face, baring her mouthful of yellow teeth.
"Hmm, you're a little scrawny, young man. You should eat more meat. Someone your age ought to be sturdier."
As Yi Xiaoya spoke, she even gave Xu Le's arm a squeeze.
Xu Le felt that she wasn't looking at him like a person at all. He reckoned that look was exactly like the picky look his mother in his previous life wore when buying pork.
Xu Le also noticed something else. Yi Xiaoya's teeth... were really yellow.
How long had it been since she brushed her teeth?
Wait, if someone her age really hadn't brushed her teeth for so long, why hadn't they fallen out?
Was she wearing dentures?
"Hello, I'm Xu Le. Are you Dr. Yi Xiaoya?"
"Calling me doctor makes me sound so old. I prefer what you called me earlier. Call me Miss Yi, young man. Keh-heh-heh-heh-heh!"
Xu Le felt his hair stand on end. That wasn't an exaggeration; the hairs on his body had actually risen.
That meant his body had sensed a hint of danger just now.
A stirring of fate?
Could this old granny in front of him... be a warlock?
Not could be. Definitely.
This old granny in front of him was definitely a warlock.
"Hello, Miss Yi Xiaoya... I'm here to apply for the research assistant position."
"Research assistant? Oh, oh, what a dead-end position. But you won't be our only assistant here. He's out buying me liquor! Keh-heh-heh."
Xu Le froze. Smoking at your age is one thing, but drinking too?
*Never mind the effects alcohol has on a warlock. Aren't you