Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Cheng Yan curled his lips and held Zandik's slightly cool hand, touching their palms together and transferring his body temperature to him.

Of course he was using them. Zazan and he were using each other now. Why not take advantage of them? Cheng Yan knew that he was obsessed with looks and couldn't walk when he saw a good-looking person, let alone a target person related to the mission. The closer he was to him, the more points he would get.

Looking up at Zandik's perfect profile, Cheng Yan's heart was moved.

Just shaking hands is not enough, he is always passionate in front of the person he likes, he will conquer Zanzan's bottom line step by step and make sure to get him into bed!

What I failed to do for Lord Emperor, I must succeed in doing for Zanzan! Cheng Yan clenched his fists, feeling a blazing fire in his heart.

The breath he exhaled was a little hot. Before Cheng Yan could calm down, he was pulled by Zandik to stand in front of Abu Zar.

Zandik tilted his head slightly, his red eyes falling on Abuzar's angry red face, "Good morning, Dean."

"Hmph! What do you mean early?!" I get angry when I see you.

Abu Zar shook his head vigorously, looking away from Zandik, and reached out to pull Cheng Yan away from Zandik. The two men separated their clasped hands, and Cheng Yan looked back at Zandik with an unsatisfied look.

Abu Zar became even angrier, and he pulled Cheng Yan for a long distance before he composed himself and spoke.

"Student, do you want to enter Sahavara College?"

Cheng Yan blinked and finally noticed that the person in front of him seemed to have an extraordinary identity. He was helping such a powerful person?

"Of course, I am very interested in Sahavalo College." Zazan is here, and Cheng Yan's purpose of coming here is to be able to appear by Zazan's side at any time and gain his favor.

Abu Zar put his hands behind his back, his expression serious, "I will let you enter the Sahavara Academy, but there is one condition."

"You say." Cheng Yan leaned his head slightly, a little curious. If it wasn't too embarrassing, he would definitely do it.

"Don't go near Zandik."

"...Sorry, I can't agree to this." Cheng Yan blinked faster and refused. He even doubted whether the person in front of him knew his purpose.

"What?!" Abu Zar suspected that he had heard it wrong. This student actually rejected him directly. He didn't want to enter the House of the Order?

"I like Zandik-san."

"boom--!"

Abu Zar felt a bolt of lightning strike his head, and he was almost unable to stand. What did he hear? ! Such a good seedling, he hadn't even cultivated it yet, but it was already ruined by that evil-minded guy, Zandik!

"You... do you know him? Do you understand him? How can you say you like him so easily?"

Abu Zar's hands were shaking as he tried to pull Cheng Yan back from the road of no return.

Cheng Yan pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The target person must be successfully captured, otherwise there is no need for him to stay in this world. Although the mission must be completed, Cheng Yan never felt that this was something difficult for him. He has been obsessed with looks all his life. As long as the person is good-looking, it doesn’t matter if he dies on the way to capture the target person...

No, he still can't die. If he dies, Master will definitely be very sad. We can't let Master be sad.

I don't want to say anything meaningful. I just want to say that Cheng Yan enjoys the process of dealing with these people with extraordinary looks. He is a hopeless face control.

Therefore, Abu Zar's words were destined to receive no response.

Seeing Cheng Yan was about to turn around and leave, Abu Zar slapped his thigh.

"Wait! I won't stop you from dealing with him, but if you enter the Sahavara Academy, you will have to be my chief disciple."

He had to keep an eye on this man who was both spiritual and talented, and at least prevent him from becoming as mentally deviant and going astray like Zandik.

I thought this request would definitely be granted, but Cheng Yan touched his chin and thought for a moment before asking, "If I become your chief disciple, do I have to call you Master?"

Azabul stroked his chest and nodded, "Of course, you will be my Abu Zar's direct disciple in the future.

"I'm sorry, but I still can't agree to that."

He is the disciple of his only master, and he will only have one master in this life. He will never call anyone other than Guizhong "Master".

Cheng Yan’s goal was to enter the Imperial College. As for his identity… it really didn’t matter. But asking him to call another person Master… Cheng Yan began to resist just by thinking about it.

The face of Gui Zhong with a warm smile unconsciously appeared in his mind, and Cheng Yan's heart warmed. When he settled down, he must pack up what he wrote every day and send it to his master. He wondered if his master missed him...

[Host, if you want to send it, please send it to Morax and Jinpeng as well. Their strategy progress cannot be stagnant.]

"Of course I know. I've already thought of what gifts to prepare for them. It's just that sending things requires Mora, so I have to find a way to get some Mora."