I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 877: Zhao’er Invites for Dinner

Chapter 877: Chapter 877: Zhao’er Invites for Dinner

After a moment of silence, you turned to Xu Hai and asked, "Your family business rarely gets involved, right?"

"Yep, of course. I’m not interested in all that. There are so many cousins in the business, seeing them just annoys me."

Leaning back against the soft car seat, a hint of irony flashed in your eyes, "Today we took three million from that family, so tomorrow, they will make three million from the common people, or even more. Society is like this, there is no right or wrong, only winners and losers. Those who lose can only struggle at the bottom of society..."

Towards the end, you couldn’t be bothered to say more, because you knew, Xu Hai understood.

To change the heavy topic, Xu Hai asked, "Brother Yun, how did you dispel the resentful qi from that old man?"

"It was simple, I let those loaches eat him."

"Ah?"

"Didn’t you just say it looked like it lasted less than a minute? But for that seventy-something year-old man who could still party with his mistresses, it was a very long and painful experience."

In fact, your method was simple: using the Sen Luo Eye’s power of reincarnation, you turned the old man’s soul into a loach and condensed the loach’s resentful qi into a human form, letting the loach consume the old man alive with resentment!

And however many loaches he ate alive, that’s how many times he was consumed by their resentful qi!

Such is the cycle of karma!

When the car entered Eastern Sea downtown, Xu Hai’s phone rang.

"Hello... Yeah, yeah... Hold on a sec, I’ll be right there."

"Who is it?"

You asked.

"Hehe, can’t say just yet."

"Tch!"

Not bothering to pay attention to him anymore, he dropped you off at the school gate and handed you a card, "There are two million in here, go buy a car first. It’s inconvenient not to have one these days."

Putting the Gold Card into your pocket, you turned and walked towards the teaching building.

When you reached the office, class had just been dismissed.

Just as you were sitting down to rest for a moment, you saw Zhao’er enter gracefully with two books in hand.

Her presence made the dull office suddenly burst into colors.

For some reason, at that moment, your heart rate suddenly sped up, and even your breathing became a bit hurried...

When your memory hadn’t yet returned, you could maintain a normal attitude in front of Zhao’er, but now it was different.

This feeling was quite wonderful.

How to put it?

The Zhao’er of the past didn’t have a sense of self, to put it simply she was like a robot that could have a simple conversation with you, uh, that analogy isn’t quite right... It’s like you were a middle schooler and Zhao’er was a little lolita, three or four years old, always following whatever you said, trailing behind you step by step.

And now, in the blink of an eye, Zhao’er had suddenly grown up, transformed into a forward-thinking, smart, and beautiful girl. The sudden contrast left you struggling to adapt.

What’s worse, Zhao’er’s desk was right next to yours!

"Hello."

She greeted you as soon as she sat down.

"H-hello."

Your voice lowered, and for some reason, you suddenly felt a bit guilty.

If it weren’t for the two slaps from the Empress last night, you would have undoubtedly embraced Zhao’er tightly in your arms.

But now, you didn’t know how to come clean to Zhao’er about the matter.

After all, emotions between a man and a woman are the hardest to deal with in this world. You feared that once you started talking, it would hurt Zhao’er and even cause a rift in your budding relationship.

After greeting each other, Zhao’er didn’t speak again but focused on preparing her lessons.

Just when you breathed a sigh of relief at this, Zhao’er suddenly turned and smiled at you, asking, "Teacher Mu, are you free tonight?"

"Uh, well, I guess so." You scratched your head.

"Let me treat you to dinner tonight."

"Ah?"

Zhao’er invited you to dinner?

While you were still unclear about the situation, Zhao’er added, "Tonight at seven, I’ll be waiting for you at home."

Just as she was speaking, two female teachers from the next office stood at the door and called for Zhao’er. She answered lightly and then walked away with them.

As soon as Zhao’er left, the male teachers next to you immediately started making a racket.

"Wow, Teacher Mu, you have to tell us, what did you do to get our school’s Empress to cook for you personally?"

"Teacher Mu, I’m so envious and jealous! Goddess Zhao appeared and you scooped her up just like that!"

"Exactly, exactly, treat us, treat us!"

Looking at the excited crowd beside you, you couldn’t help but sigh.

"Hey, Old Shepherd, I noticed you were totally out of it during class just now, what’s up?"

Li Yichen stood right next to your podium, looking at you sitting in the chair, staring motionlessly at the book in your hand.

"Hey, Old Shepherd, you’re holding your book upside down."

It was only after Li Yichen pointed it out that you realized it.

Right then, the bell for class rang.

Seeing the students sitting upright, waiting for you to start the lesson, you suddenly threw the book onto the lecture desk and said, "This class, study on your own."

"Huh?"

Everyone simultaneously expressed their surprise.

Then, you stood up and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

To be honest, teaching was boring, exceedingly boring.

With your personality, you were really not cut out to be a teacher. If it weren’t for needing to cover up the fact that your memory had recovered, you would have probably given it up long ago.

Just as you stepped out of the classroom, you caught Li Yichen and Zhang Xidong standing in the corridor, the former smiling cheekily at you.

"Hey, Old Shepherd, since you’re free now, why don’t you hang out and chat with us?"

"Chat about what?"

"What exactly happened last night in that building? Why was it completely empty when we went in?"

"You guys went to the building?" Frowning, you fixed your gaze on Li Yichen.

"Yeah, we wanted to help you out."

Hearing Li Yichen say this, you couldn’t help but laugh.

"What’s so funny?"

"You guys, just fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, need to be careful with what you do. Don’t meddle in the adult world before it’s time."

Li Yichen held his forehead, "Ugh, I hate that kind of talk the most. You so-called ’adults’ always treat us like we’re three-year-olds."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Of course it’s not!"

Raising an eyebrow, you couldn’t help but say with a smile, "Since I have nothing else to do, gather your buddies and let’s take a walk in the suburbs. Let me, as the class teacher, see what you’re really made of."

"Deal!" Li Yichen pointed at you with a determined face, "Just you wait, we’ll definitely beat you ’til you cry!"

At dusk, in the VIP area of a private fighting club in Eastern Sea City.

You stood with your hands behind your back, smiling as you looked at the five people in front of you.

There’s no need to say much about the F4 of class seven—they were the classic case of ’little devils with tall ambitions,’ mentally far stronger than their peers, the only thing they lacked was life experience.

Another person was Su Lang, also a student from your school, from class five. This kid was an interesting character, or as his classmates described, he often did silly things.

"So, this is a fighting club, you’re not seriously planning to fight with Old Shepherd, are you?" Pang Yuxuan immediately edged step by step toward the sidelines of the spectator seats, "Just so you know, I take the strategist’s path; getting involved in a rough affair like fighting isn’t something I’m interested in."

"Me neither."

No sooner had Pang Yuxuan finished speaking than Zhang Xidong’s voice suddenly resounded beside him, startling him.

"Hey, Ah-Dong, can you give a heads up when you speak? Just because you’re the Ghost doctor, it doesn’t mean you should float around like a ghost, alright?"