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Chapter 2090: Dean of Xuanyuan

  Chapter 2090 Dean of Xuan Academy

  Before the meeting ended, the instructor left Gu Zhiqi behind, "Student Gu Zhiqi stay here for a while."

  As soon as the instructor's words came out, everyone turned their heads to look at Gu Zhiqi, and their inquiring and curious eyes all fell on Gu Zhiqi.

  Feeling those gazes, Gu Zhiqi didn't care, but really stayed.

  This year's tutor is named Yan Ke, besides that, he is also the dean of the Metaphysics Academy.

  After everyone in the classroom was gone, Yan Ke, who was wearing a Taoist robe and tied his hair, walked up to Gu Zhiqi and sat down beside her very familiarly.

   "You said that if you come back, it's fine if you don't come to be a teacher, but why are you still a student?"

   "You don't know how much there is a shortage of mentors in the academy."

   "Since you and the ancestors are gone, my pressure has increased a lot. Look, you can see that the white hair is growing."

  As Yan Ke said, he bowed his head to Gu Zhiqi, and showed Gu Zhiqi his hair.

  Attempt to sell misery to Gu Zhiqi.

  Gu Zhiqi ruthlessly exposed: "When we left, you had gray hair."

  Yan Ke paused for a moment, and when he raised his head again, there was a bit of resentment in his eyes, "I'm really tired, just help me."

  In the entire academy, he is the only one who is an all-round master.

  Not only do you have to be the dean of the Metaphysics Academy, but you also have to bring your own class, and sometimes, you have to go to other classes to attend classes.

  Before, when Gu Zhiqi and Yan Qi'an were around, he only needed to attend two or three classes a day.

  Now, there are only two or three classes every week.

  Tired.

  Gu Zhiqi was unmoved: "No."

   Before Yan Ke could cry out, Gu Zhiqi continued, "In a few days, I may have to leave."

  Yan Ke:?

   "Huh? Go? Where are you going?" Yan Ke sat up straight in an instant, looking at Gu Zhiqi with a serious face.

  Gu Zhiqi: "Go to Yan Qi'an."

  Yan Ke heard the words, blinked, stared at Gu Zhiqi for a long time, and asked after a few seconds: "Where to find it? No, do you know where the ancestor went?"

  Gu Zhiqi raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

  Yan Ke was silent when he saw this. After a long time, he looked at Gu Zhiqi and asked, "Have you visited the ancestor? Can she really wake up? Then where is she now?"

  Gu Zhiqi pondered for two seconds, and finally said, "As long as I don't die, I can bring people back."

  Yan Ke hissed when he heard this, "You're not going to die, you're sure to live a long life."

  Gu Zhiqi: "... I am an eighth-level ancient warrior, and I will live a hundred years old?"

  Yan Ke: "Wrong, wrong, long life, no, longevity as long as heaven."

   After finishing speaking, Yan Ke realized something was wrong, paused, and looked at Gu Zhiqi, "When you and the ancestor left, weren't you already at the peak of the ninth rank? Why did it become the eighth rank again?"

  Gu Zhiqi: "Something happened."

  After listening, Yan Ke reached out and stroked his chin. After a few seconds, he looked at Gu Zhixi and said, "Do you know Angel?"

  Gu Zhiqi nodded, "The new organization established by Tongtian Jiaoyu Party has been handed over many times before."

  Yan Ke: "There is a ninth-level mystic at Angel's side. Have you two fought against each other? You are only eighth-level now, so be careful."

  Gu Zhiqi shook his head, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Ke, "Have you ever fought against him?"

  Yan Ke nodded, "Taught it, and it was a tie, so he didn't dare to come out blatantly."

   Speaking of this, Yan Ke's eyebrows became a little more irritable and frustrated, "The vice president sent people to search the entire Nine Star City, but they couldn't find Angel's people, and they don't know where they are hiding."

   "Have you checked at Dark Star?"

  Yan Ke nodded, "The focus of the investigation is there." As he spoke, he said helplessly, "But nothing was found."

  (end of this chapter)