Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing has always been extremely wary and repulsive towards this young master of the Taylor family.

Not only because he came from the Alpha Academy and his whole body was incompatible with the atmosphere of Jiuyou, but more importantly, this little fat man was the little gangster who Zheng Qing had nightmares about a few weeks ago.

Maybe Andrew didn't know that his nightmare talisman further contributed to Zheng Qing's headache, and he just made this move out of some kind of prank or to please a certain boss.

But this did not reduce Zheng Qing's dislike for him at all.

However, although First University has always punished students for using witchcraft curses very severely, without real evidence, Zheng Qing could not complain to the school about Andrew's "evil behavior" - and the school could not blame a certain student for doing so. After a few days of nightmares, he wasted the resources of a fortune teller to find the real culprit.

After all, the wizarding world is very big, and the real diviners are very busy.

Of course, Zheng Qing's friends all knew about his guess afterwards and were more vigilant about Andrew.

"Hey, who do I think... Isn't this the young master of the Taylor family who only knows how to use dirty tricks behind his back to cast nightmare curses on people!" As a friend's enemy, Fatty Xin's position is naturally very clear.

He raised his head, revealing his double chin, and looked at Andrew with his nostrils, his face full of disdain: "I thought the wizards of the wolf tribe were all real warriors... You really embarrass the Taylor family."

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence. I will sue you for defamation." Andrew rubbed the bright gems between his fingers and asked back with a smile. He didn't seem to show anger because of the fat man's rudeness.

This strange phenomenon immediately aroused Zheng Qing's vigilance.

He knew that for a noble under the moon, nothing was more important than honor. Although the Taylor family is known as the werewolf rebel, this deep-rooted tradition is not so easy to excise.

In this case, the abnormal behavior of the young master of the Taylor family is worthy of scrutiny.

He quietly tugged at Xiao Xiao's robe.

The doctor nodded slightly.

"Slander?!" Fatty Xin screamed strangely: "You still need to slander? If you still have some sense of honor as a nobleman, just do it one by one! Don't think that we don't know what you have done!"

"So, what do you want me to admit?" Andrew's tone sounded very sincere, with just the right amount of confusion on his face.

This seemingly innocent expression made the fat man even more angry.

Xiao Xiao finally put down the notebook in his arms and stopped Big Blue who wanted to continue to rage.

"Is something wrong?" the doctor asked very simply and directly.

His meaning was also very clear. If you have something to say, please tell us quickly and don't disturb us if nothing happens.

"It's okay, it's okay...it's nothing serious." The young master of the Taylor family pulled his robe casually, revealing a bright snake-shaped tattoo on his neck. He grinned and his smile became more sincere: "It's just that you guys The painting behind him is Mr. Soprano's private collection... As his assistant, I feel I have an obligation to pay more attention to Mr. Soprano."

"Of course, I just listened to Reporter Xin's high-level explanations and humble explanations. It was astonishing and enlightening, and I couldn't help but admire him."

Zheng Qing's teeth were sore after hearing Andrew's compliment, but it also made him more vigilant.

Showing courtesy without reason is either adultery or theft.

What's more, the short and stocky werewolf in front of him is not a kind guy.

This time, even Fatty Xin realized that something was wrong.

"So," he imitated Andrew's tone of voice just now, and his tone was a bit subtle: "You have talked to us so much just to praise me in a different way?"

"These are all words from the bottom of my heart!" Andrew's expression became more tolerant.

"In that case, thank you for your compliment... We won't disturb you anymore." Fatty Xin turned around decisively, dragged Xiao Xiao away, and said quickly: "Doctor, we should go see the next painting ”

Zheng Qing praised the fat man from the bottom of his heart, raised his legs and followed the two of them, planning to slip away quietly.

"What do you think will happen if I call out 'Hello, classmate Zheng Qing' here?" Seeing that several people were about to escape, Andrew finally couldn't hold himself back and shouted in a low voice.

The leg that Zheng Qing had just lifted immediately fell back to where it was.

"What?" he rasped, trying to change his voice: "What did you just say?"

Xiao Xiao and Xin also stopped almost at the same time.

Hearing Zheng Qing speak, Andrew suddenly smiled.

"What I'm saying is that if we leave without saying hello to you, we Taylor family members will look very rude." The young master of the Taylor family stared at Zheng Qing's hood and added in a smooth voice: "...our publicly funded student."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zheng Qing still held on and replied in a rough voice.

He regretted coming to this hunting exhibition today, and also regretted not taking a few sips of the voice-changing potion in advance - that potion was sour and astringent, and it simply relied on burning the throat to achieve the effect of changing the voice.

He originally thought that as long as he walked around the hunting art exhibition quietly and didn't talk, there would be no trouble.

But apparently, he didn't look for trouble, but trouble came to him.

"It's understandable, it's understandable." Andrew smiled brightly, but in Zheng Qing's eyes, that smile was particularly unbeatable: "After all, it has spread in the school that our public-funded student has received unusual praise from Councilor Su... This Keeping a low profile at this time is the right thing to do. After all, not everyone can maintain the same rationality as me.”

"How did you recognize me?" Zheng Qing finally gave up struggling, his voice sounding a little angry.

Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin stood back to him silently, looking to the left and right, fearing that the young master of the Taylor family in front of them would snap his fingers and gather around him a circle of envious wizards from the Alpha Academy.

Just in case, the two of them even quietly took out their Dharma books.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." Andrew waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he had no ill intentions.

As if to appear more sincere, he even extinguished the halos on the magic rings on his fingers.

"How did you recognize me?" Zheng Qing repeated his question with a dark face.

"People in the Taylor family always have particularly sharp senses." Andrew pointed to his ears and nose, showing a bit of pride on his face.

"It's indeed a guard dog." Fatty Xin snorted and muttered dissatisfiedly, but he still chewed up the last word smartly and mumbled it.

It's one thing for young wizards to provoke each other.

It's another thing to humiliate the surname of a nobleman under the month in public.

As someone who grew up in the wizarding world, he naturally understands this truth. nt

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