When Zhang Heqing had previously asked him to put more thought into it, Jiang Beiran had refused on the spot. The terms of exchange were simple: he would still secretly play matchmaker between the two halls.
And during morning lessons today, Jiang Beiran had once again confirmed just how wise that decision had been.
The hormones radiating from this pack of beasts had practically dyed the air yellow. Some had gotten up early to style their hair, some had swapped their cleavers for folding fans, some had patted white stone powder onto their faces...
Altogether, the one word that stood out was flirtatious.
Jiang Beiran could fully imagine that if Liu Zijin and the others merely waved at him and called out something like, "Senior Brother, long time no see," the system prompts would explode instantly.
But there was a problem with coming here too...
As he thought, Jiang Beiran shot a look of disgust at Shi Fenglan beside him, who was continually pleading with him.
"Come play! Come play! This is really fun!" Shi Fenglan shouted, gripping Jiang Beiran's sleeve with one hand and holding a dice cup in the other.
With a helpless sigh, Jiang Beiran said, "You are a Hall Master. You should bear a Hall Master's responsibilities on your shoulders. There is still time to go to Returning Goose Peak."
"No!" Shi Fenglan refused without hesitation. "It wasn't as though I wanted to be this Hall Master."
Jiang Beiran raised a brow at that, but had no intention of probing further.
"Then, Hall Master, wait until they return and find another disciple to play with. I have proper business to attend to."
"They do not even dare look at me. How would they dare play with me?"
"I do not dare either," Jiang Beiran said with