"It's a joke! Do you think this shoddy image can threaten me?!"

When he received a letter from Hongshan to send the hostess, the Grand Master was so angry that he trembled all over, like a gentle and elegant man suffering from epilepsy.

In the letter, a picture of Qingyue being aimed at her temple with a slingshot was hung in the middle, and the following reads: If your baby apprentice is safe, go to the Snow Mountain Tribe to have a family passage for Bai Xiao.

"It's really a bully! It's fine to use Qingyue to threaten me. The slingshot on your picture is clearly a children's slingshot! And there are two typos in the threat words below! What I hate most in my life is the typo!"

However, before the Grandmaster could tear the threatening letter to pieces, the picture on the letter suddenly changed into a line of beautiful and respectful words.

"Teacher, long time no see, everything has been fine recently? Just a little joke, I hope you can recall the five wonderful times we teachers and students have accompanied us."

Seeing the original poem's text, Zhu Junshen suddenly felt palpitations, as if he was trapped in a five-year nightmare.

"Get out of you, a good time..."

While complaining, Zhu Junshen also raised some spirits. This eldest lady of the Yuan family, because her daughter was unable to inherit the family business, was genius and lawless since she was a child. But on the other hand, although she was naughty, she was not out of line, and she could always stir up the sensitive nerves of others on the edge.

Although the process was unbearable to look back on during the years she was master and apprenticeship, when she graduated as the chief and gave speeches to all teachers and students in the college with the Haotian flag, Zhu Junshen was really proud of her.

Such a person will make you so angry that you are burned with all your heart, but you will always have good medicine to comfort.

Sure enough, when I continued to read, I saw Yuan Shi concisely state the problems she encountered and gave her solutions and reasons.

"I think it is urgent to build such a channel in all aspects. For personal reasons, my students do not have to waste time traveling thousands of miles to get money from home, and can maintain emotional connection with family and tribes. Yu Gong, this is the first unofficial communication channel between the civilized territory and the White-clothed Tribe. Hongshan Academy will become the first magic academy in the history of human civilization to officially open up the snow mountain barrier, and will have the greatest dividend for a long time."

Zhu Junshen pondered.

The truth of the original poem is correct, but things are not as simple as she said. The White-Clothed Tribe has been isolated from the world for two thousand years. There is a mystery here. The people of Snow Mountain are neither stupid nor conservative. Now Qingyue and Bai Xiao come out of the mountain, it is not simply that the genius girl is loved by others, and the infatuated boy is looking for relatives thousands of miles away. Many things are impossible to understand the inside story without drinking and talking to the hunters and witches in the tribe. If you want to open up this logistics channel now...

And just as Zhu Junshen weighed the pros and cons, the text on the letter changed again.

"This is also your dear apprentice's sincere request."

Below the text is a small red fingerprint.

Zhu Junshen couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Sure enough, he's not serious enough to start being naughty again... Well, isn't this ink paste? Is it blood? Whose blood?"

The Grand Master immediately brought the letter to his eyes and carefully observed the fingerprint with his eyes that was enough to subdivide all things in the world. The fingerprint was undoubtedly Qingyue's, but this blood was obviously not Qingyue's blood.

The Grand Master pondered for a moment and stroked his middle finger with his thumbnail. Although his skin was not broken, a drop of transparent liquid drooped from his fingers.

Just as the liquid was about to fall, the blood marks on the paper began to stir up. On the scale of enlarging hundreds and thousands of times, Zhu Junshen could clearly see countless particles surging.

"...Good guy, although you know that you are mostly unintentional, you have become an absolute threat letter. Tsk, you have been particularly able to cause trouble since you were a child. As expected, you have only become more serious when you grow up!"

With some helplessness, the Grand Master folded the letter and took it back into the envelope, and opened the door and called the woman who had been waiting for a long time.

"Xiaoxue, I basically agree with this."

The hostess Jiang Xue, who was soon sent to Hongshan, hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Grandmaster!"

"No need to thank me, this matter...is my responsibility. Who made me accidentally cause trouble?"

When Zhu Junshen recalled the two times he returned to zero in the Holy Mountain Ice Cave, he was also moved.

In that environment at that time, he didn't think he was doing something wrong, but...

Well, people are always responsible for what they do, whether right or wrong.

——

The master was very efficient. After nodding to agree to Yuan Shi and Jiang Xue’s request, he immediately set off for the snow mountain.

It took Bai Xiao seven days to walk thousands of miles, and the Grandmaster completed it in just half an hour. Among them, fifteen seconds were from Hongshan Academy to the foot of the snow-capped mountain in the northern border - the folding node at the northernmost end of the civilized territory, and the remaining 29 minutes and 45 seconds were used to rush through the snow-capped mountain.

This land is called a desperate situation. The biggest reason is the foundation of human civilization: the magic path does not work here, and from the sky to the earth, it seems that magic energy is rejecting everywhere.

Even the great master who possesses the apocalypse will find it difficult to move here.

When he came to the White-clothed Tribe again, the Grandmaster soon met the chief Wu Zhu and the leader of the tribe. After the three of them had a secret conversation in the tent all night, the Grandmaster returned with a full load the next morning.

When he returned to Hongshan Academy, the Grand Master did not show any fatigue of working all night, but was energetic. Every pore in his body was full of vitality, like a gentle and elegant man who took aphrodisiac.

"Grandmaster, are there any happy events?"

Huang Daoyu, who served as assistant to the dean, immediately became frightened.

Based on his work experience over the past few years, the grandmaster's old tree is almost a harbinger of the next bankruptcy crisis!

And his current financial situation can no longer withstand any crisis! If he borrows money to buy the outside world, he may eventually fall to the point of signing a sales agreement with Bai Xiao!

If the Grand Master really goes bankrupt, what should I do? Continue to learn the magic of his own, or make a different plan? From a personal perspective, Huang Daoyu really has no complaints about the Grand Master. He is gentle and elegant, and follows him, and he will make profits almost every moment. But on the other hand, life without money is really difficult. As the Grand Master assistant, he has to be responsible for the management of the college and participate in the operation of the Duanzi Laboratory. It is unnecessary to say that his work is hard, but his salary and benefits are only basic. Every time he reunion, he looks at those successful people who are rich and well-off, Huang Daoyu cannot help but feel melancholy.

Zhu Junshen didn't know that his young men were already worried for this moment, and smiled and said, "Two good things, first, my financial crisis has officially ended!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Daoyu had already knelt down on the ground with a gurgle, and then Du Juan wept blood.

"Dean, Grandmaster, please think twice!"

"..." The Grand Master seemed to have been strangled by someone, and was speechless for a while.

If it were a bureaucratic leader of the general sense, Huang Daoyu's career could have ended, but the grandmaster was gentle and elegant after all. He just reached out to open a space opening silently, and suddenly there was a burst of small objects colliding, and gold and jade were like waterfalls.

Looking at the dazzling light in front of him, Huang Daoyu was shocked for a while and said in horror: "Master, you must not! No matter how bad our financial situation is, we cannot kill people and rob. Even if Bai Xiao offends you, he will not be punished to death..."

Zhu Junshen could only say gentlely and elegantly: "Shut up! This is a gift from the tribe."

"Ah?" Huang Daoyu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that a month ago, the Grand Master also brought this gift to temporarily alleviate his crisis.

"The next good thing is going to be. We will soon build the first channel connecting the Snow Mountain Tribe in the civilized territory."

Huang Daoyu blinked, but didn't react.

Zhu Junshen sighed. This child was honest and honest. As an assistant, he was qualified most of the time, but by a slightly stricter standard, he was only at the level of an intern.
Chapter completed!