Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

A strong sense of contrast.

The more pretentious he was just now, the more Situ Yan is doing what he really wants now.

Before everyone could react to what happened to him, they saw a purple lightning bolt striking down from the window.

The bright light dazzled them and they subconsciously closed their eyes.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, Situ Yan was standing upright on the ground.

There was no apparent damage, but wisps of white smoke were coming out of the neat short hair.

This frightened Fan Shilin, and he hurried over and asked anxiously, "How is it, how is it, Deputy Director Situ, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Yichuan, why are you still standing there? Go call the team doctor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Situ Yan could say anything, another voice came from the door of the conference room, and it was the voice of Si Tong, who was very familiar to everyone.

"What team doctor? He is very capable. He can't die. Even if he is struck to death, it doesn't matter. The underworld is his home."

Everyone's eyes turned to the door again, confused.

Anyone could hear that Si Tong's tone was filled with anger and ridicule.

It was obvious that she was very familiar with the new deputy director, and seemed to have some...personal grudges against them?

But no one took the statement that the underworld was Situ Yan’s home seriously, and thought it was just sarcasm in Si Tong’s eyes.

Wait, it seems they missed something.

What was the new deputy director shouting just now?

Master?

The new deputy director is Si Tong’s apprentice!

Just when everyone was puzzled, Situ Yan's words once again confirmed to them that they had not heard wrongly.

"Master, ah~Father, I, ahem, was wrong."

When he didn't speak, smoke was just coming out of his head. When he spoke, white smoke came out of his mouth.

Xin Fan and the others simply couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Even Fan Shilin, who was standing next to Situ Yan, turned his face away, his shoulders shaking constantly.

Si Tong took a deep breath and closed his eyes helplessly, looking like a person who was very disappointed in his friend!

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I won't be angry if others get angry. If I get angry enough to get sick, no one can help me. Who would be happy if I die of anger..."

Xie Junyan, who was walking slowly after them, heard Si Tong muttering there, and he responded by stroking her back gently, looking at Situ Yan with sharp eyes.

The meaning is very clear. Look how angry you made your wife, your master!

Situ Yan didn't dare to look at Si Tong because of guilt.

As a result, he didn't hear Si Tong's voice, so he looked up.

Ok?

How could a man be touching his master?

And this person looks like a vixen.

Ever since.

"Hey! Monster, let my master go! I am..."

There is no need to endure it anymore.

Si Tong simply grabbed the air, and a ruler appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"What are you talking about? I'm going to beat you up!"

The moment Situ Yan saw the ruler, he put his hands behind his back, then rushed out and started jumping up and down in the conference room like a headless fly.

"You are so powerful and your wings are strong. You run fast. I just stepped on the ground and you slipped away. What's wrong? Are you embarrassed? I have taught you eight hundred times. The blood flow of a person in meditation is extremely slow and the heartbeat is very weak. You have to use spiritual power to travel around the heart veins two or even three times before you can feel the beating. Let me ask you, how many circles did you walk? Tell me!"

"Two and a half laps...right?"

Si Tong took a deep breath and said angrily, "You're still here, right? You're hoping that I'll die soon so that you can inherit my property, right? You're that short of that one minute? How much spiritual power can you drain out of your body by completing that half circle?"

She raised the ruler in her hand and hit Situ Yan's trouser leg as he jumped onto the windowsill.

Situ Yan looked down at Si Tong who was so close to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up quickly.

He jumped directly onto the conference table two meters away, "Master, calm down, I was wrong, I admit, I really didn't mean it, I was really panicked at the time, your cultivation level is already close to..."

Situ Yan was about to blurt out the words "overcome tribulations and become a god", but he swallowed it back.

But when he looked around, he saw that the male vixen who had just touched his master was the only one left in the conference room; everyone else had already left.

The man had a smile on his face and his hands in his trouser pockets, obviously watching the fun.

Si Tong swung his sword and hit him directly on the leg.

Situ Yan hissed and sat down on the desk.

"We are one family, you can say whatever you want, but I don't necessarily listen. Explanation is a cover-up, and no explanation is the truth!"

"Ah? Shouldn't it be that explanation is a cover-up, and cover-up is the truth?"

Si Tong choked, and the ruler in his hand that was raised again paused.

Situ Yan seized the opportunity, rolled over and jumped off the conference table, and ran towards the door of the conference room on Xie Junyan's side.

Xie Junyan looked at the two people's childish performance with helplessness.

The King of Hell of the underworld and the number one master of metaphysics. The former knows spells and the latter knows magic. It should be possible that they are impossible to avoid or defeat.

It's obvious that one doesn't want to escape and the other doesn't want to fight.

Tsk, it's even more childish than his interactions with Si Tong back then.

So he had to serve as the step between them.

So Xie Junyan came over, easily took the ruler from Si Tong's hand, pulled a chair over, forced her to sit down, and 'persuaded': "Okay, sit here and rest for a while. Bai Yichuan is going to buy you milk tea. He should be back soon. Drink it and then continue."

Hearing this, Situ Yan, who had one hand on the door handle, turned his head awkwardly and moved towards Si Tong and Xie Junyan step by step like a crab.

Si Tong glanced at him and suddenly smiled.

I was so angry that I laughed.

Her disciple really made things difficult for him. He didn't look like the King of Hell at all. Moreover, he was clearly still playful at heart, but now he has become a father!

"Come and sit down!" She sat on the chair.

Seeing Si Tong smile, Situ Yan hurried forward and said, "Hey, Master, here I come!"

He didn't know why Si Tong wanted him to come forward, but he had long been accustomed to listening to her.

"First, let me introduce him to you. His name is Xie Junyan. He is my boyfriend and will most likely be your master's master in the future."

Xie Junyan lowered his eyes to look at her, his brows smiling, and the corners of his lips visibly raised up.

But what he didn't expect was that Situ Yan suddenly stood up and shouted, "What? Master, you are in love?"

Si Tong was frightened by his sudden behavior and jumped up with a slap.

"You are the father, but you don't allow me to have a love relationship? What? Do you want to turn against Tian Gang too?"