Destiny is in my own hands

The anger on Old Man Gui You's face gradually subsided.

After a long silence, he smiled again: "I am just a low-level master in the Academy, idling my time away."

He was behaving just as always, crazily and erratically laughing away.

But through his eyes, Ye Qing Luo could detect a trace of…...pain?

"Master, although I have never attended school, but I am well aware of the rules here."

Ye Qing Luo pursed her lips together: "You are a master of the Academy and now you are in loggerheads with the elders because of me, if the president heard of this….."

She felt the kind intentions from Gui You.

That was enough.

It was just the devil class; it wasn't necessary for Gui You to risk being driven out of the school over this small issue.