100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 714 Incense Offering

"Yatang, you've arrived." Zhou Yang was extremely respectful in private, but since there were people around, his vanity got the better of him, and he didn't want to be too obsequious to a "junior" in front of his relatives and brothers.

Zhou Yatang had seen it all.

They didn't take Zhou Yang's little scheme to heart; after all, it was just a title.

He came today not to seek refuge with anyone.

As the head of the capital, he naturally had to take such a supernatural event seriously and find out the truth as soon as possible.

Several high-ranking officials from the Bureau of Supernatural Abilities accompanied him this time.

The higher authorities also attach great importance to this matter.

"How is Zhou Junning doing?" The man's attitude wasn't very enthusiastic. Zhou Yang stood next to him, his head only reaching the man's chest, and in that instant, his aura was suppressed.

The arrogance he displayed in front of the Zhou family was nothing compared to Zhou Yatang's.

"It's not ready yet, the mages are inside."

When talking about his son, this outwardly strong but inwardly weak man's eyes reddened. Whether it was an act or not, we don't know, but at this moment he was genuinely heartbroken for his only child.

......

To avoid suspicion, the instructors used their badges or small cards to help the students adjust their movements, especially for the female students.

However, even when there are things in between, some girls will occasionally fall head over heels for this kind of innocent, unspoken contact.

Sure enough, just after announcing a fifteen-minute break, several girls, blushing and fidgeting, approached Xin Wuyu, who was drinking water. "Instructor, can we add you on WeChat?"

Xin Wuyu's gaze swept over the girls' phones, and then he said in a cold voice, "You are not allowed to bring your phones during military training. You can leave them in that alley over there and come back to pick them up after training ends tonight."

Girls: ...

Jin Huan sat in the first row. Upon hearing this, she looked up and glanced at Xin Wuyu.

The boy had a very straight back, was tall and thin, but his arms and back were covered with powerful muscles.

The camouflage short-sleeved shirt clung to his body, exuding a captivating charm that straddled the line between youthful innocence and maturity.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

He then slowly turned his head away, focusing his attention elsewhere.

......

Zhou Yang originally did not allow any members of the Zhou family to enter the room to see Zhou Junning, since if his son's current delirious state were seen by others, it would inevitably cause criticism in the future.

However, when Zhou Yatang came over and asked to inspect the situation on-site, Zhou Yang had no legitimate reason to stop him.

He had no choice but to give a wink to a Taoist priest with whom he had a good relationship.

The other person's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed under his breath, but he had to put on a worried expression: "Chief Zhou, Young Master Junning may be possessed by an evil spirit. It is not safe for you to go in now."

Zhou Yatang glanced at him upon hearing the sound.

Her dark eyes fell squarely on him.

The Celestial Master instinctively shrank back a step.

With just one glance, the other person pursed their lips, their Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and their hand holding the yellow talisman paused.

For a fleeting moment, he even wondered if this man had seen through his little scheme. The several superhumans behind Zhou Yatang completely ignored the speaking Taoist priest, pushed open the door without a word, and then stood on either side, nodding slightly, waiting for Zhou Yatang to enter.

The Celestial Master's legs went weak, and he almost lost his footing.

He turned his head and glared fiercely at Zhou Yang, deciding that this was the last time he would ever deal with this person again.

In the capital, offending Chief Zhou means you're doomed.

Inside the house, a young man was rolling around on the floor.

Several Taoist priests circled around him, but they seemed at a loss for what to do.

Zhou Junning's face was pale, and his lips were bluish-purple.

With sunken eyes, she slapped herself hard across the face one after another, muttering under her breath, "Miss Jinhuan, I was wrong, Miss Jinhuan, I was wrong, Miss Jinhuan, I was wrong."

Upon recognizing the man's voice, Zhou Yatang frowned instantly: "Jin Huan?"