"Mo Yun asked me to bring him to the academy directly." Luo Qiuman said, "In addition, he also asked me to visit you, but I said you were going to meet with an old friend and not at the academy."

"You did a good job." The old man nodded.

"And..." The girl's voice sounded a little hesitant, "Mo Yun, he is not quite the same as I imagined. He is good, and..."

The dean had never heard a girl speak in such a hesitant tone, and felt relieved, "It's good if you are a good person. Tell him, I'll treat him to a meal tonight and go find him then."

"That, I'm afraid it won't work." Luo Qiuman suddenly said, "Mo Yun specifically instructed him to practice in seclusion for a period of time, and within three days, no matter what he is doing."

"What?"

The dean frowned and was about to speak when suddenly the rich man not far away shouted, "Old Du!"

The old man raised his head. At this moment, they had already walked to the southwest corner of the sports field without knowing it. This place was very secluded, with a dense forest on the right.

But for some reason, a strong wind was blowing out of the dense forest at this moment, as if someone was holding a large fan and blew the wind on the plastic track, trying to blow out all the leaves inside.

The green leaves were swept up by the strong wind and ejected from the gaps in the trees.

Jiang Deshou, who was slightly fat, was startled by the sudden storm and leaves, and almost collapsed to the ground.

But not only that, an unknown roar came from the dense forest. The roaring sound was like an ancient giant elephant raising its long nose and howling toward the sky.

The sound scared the rich man's legs trembled one after another.

The gloomy middle-aged bodyguard behind him had already reacted and rushed to the rich man and stood in front of him.

The old man next to him also threw away the wine bottle and rushed into the dense forest.

So, the old man saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The strong wind swept through the leaves and formed a small tornado. The branches around were swept by the strong wind, rustling, as if waving their arms for the tornado in the center.

A strong figure stretched out his body in the middle of the tornado, as if a giant elephant stretched out his long nose, trying to tear everything in front of him.

The figure jumped in place and slowly rose in a small tornado, like a giant dragon ascending to the sky, jumping directly over ten meters high, as if it was about to soar into the sky and fly straight into the sky through the tornado.

As the figure rushed up to the treetops and disappeared among the dense leaves, the tornado also disappeared, and the fierce wind rushed toward all directions, dust mixed with soil raised, making the old man unable to open his eyes.

"What's this! Is that a human?"

The old man's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that he had never felt so excited for a moment.

The blood that could not be awakened by the figure was awakened by the figure. He felt the blood power that had been sleeping for a long time beating, the blood vessels roaring, and his whole body was trembling!

After a moment, it seemed as if he felt something. The old man turned around and a tall young man was standing behind him.

The young man's eyes were jumping with waves of bright silver and hot flame red. Just after looking at the young man, the old man felt that the young man's eyes were like a knife, and he was about to penetrate into his body and tear his old soul apart.

The dean's body trembled violently, lowering his head like a pilgrimage, and did not dare to look at the young man.

This is the suppression of absolute strength. With momentum alone, the young man can actually make the dean unable to raise his head.

"Who are you?" the young man asked coldly.

"I, I am Du Chengye." The old man lowered his head and his voice trembled.

"So it's the dean."

The young man smiled faintly, and the bright red that was beating in his eyes slowly disappeared, and then only the flowing bright silver color remained.

After a moment, the bright silver color disappeared, and the young man's aura was restrained, like an ordinary person, with only a pair of calm black eyes left, staring at the old man in front of him.

"I am Mo Yun, and I didn't expect to see the dean under such circumstances." The young man stretched out his hand.

"Hello, you."

The dean stretched out his hand and held it with the young man. His eyes narrowed slightly. This time he finally dared to raise his head and look at the young man.

At the same time, he also understood one thing - the headquarters sent him was not a young junior who needed his care.
Chapter completed!