Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 72 Give you a month to think about it
No one can understand Deyolan's complex and twisted mentality. The loser's reluctance and jealousy are mixed with admiration and yearning for the absolute talent of the god. Like a cat envious of a tiger.

Only by experiencing it personally can you realize that the power of little friends is simply unreasonable.

I have worked hard throughout my life, practicing day and night without daring to be lazy, fighting powerful enemies to hone my skills, countless opportunities and epiphanies, and finally at the age of nearly sixty, I was able to stop a thirteen-year-old kid from knocking out with one punch. Not a dead mark.

As Deyoland drifted down the river with his heart broken and his life in danger, he thought about many things in his heart.

To be able to see true power in my lifetime is not sadness and despair, but a kind of happiness.

He knows that the road to martial arts has never been cut off, and the strong ones in the future can go further...

"I see you are so alive and kicking, and you can roar so loudly! It doesn't look like something is wrong." Shota seriously suspected that the old man wanted to blackmail him.

I originally thought that since the other party came to the door, I should be more considerate. It is not unacceptable to lose money to eliminate disasters, since money comes in quickly now anyway!
Now listening to the old man's words, Shota felt that something was wrong. It’s about providing for one’s old age, and it’s about atonement for the rest of one’s life.

Daqing doesn't want to gather some wool, but wants to snatch away the whole sheep!
"I have internal injuries, you can tell there's something wrong with me!"

The two of them bickered for a while through the iron fence at the door, and the situation was still under control for a while.

Because he really couldn't stand the pitiful and pleading look of the pink-haired lolita, Shota finally reluctantly agreed to sit with the old man for a while to discuss compensation in detail.

"Come in!" Tai'an reluctantly opened the door, swung his hands behind his back, put on a chubby face, and walked out like a serious boss.

Deyolan was not polite at all, no matter it was a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, he never showed any fear. After all, there is a daughter relationship.

Moreover, judging from the first meeting between the two of them, Xiaopenyou doesn't seem like a thug who attacks people on his own initiative and only strikes hard in a hurry.

Everyone eating in the restaurant cast surprised glances. In fact, they heard nothing just now, they only knew that Tai'an had been out for a while.

Shibu put up a soundproof barrier.

The Son of God is of great importance and cannot be leaked at will, otherwise it will most likely lead to shock and instability in the current situation.

"Hey, Sister Xi! Come find Xiao An!" Dorothy took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Yeah! I have a little thing to ask him about." Xi nodded and said hello, and then re-installed the soundproof barrier near the living room.

"Good boy, I found that you really know how to enjoy it!" Deyolan sat on the single sofa on the left with his hands on his knees, his legs crossed in a familiar manner, not caring about the dignity and image of the nobleman at all.

Tai'an didn't care. He sat directly opposite Deyolan with the exact same posture: "Come on, please, don't ask for high prices! You guys are so effeminate, you just got punched! You have the nerve to come here..."

"Hey, I noticed that you have a sharp tongue... Then I'll tell you straight..." Deyolan clenched his fist next to the tip of his nose and cleared his throat: "I want a son! Or a male offspring..."

The scene was slightly cold.

"If you want a son, find your own wife to have one! Do you want me to buy a woman to give to you?"

It's not impossible. Buying an old lady as a gift to him would be a good deed, Tai'an thought.

"That's not what I meant..." Deyolan's eyes wandered and he didn't know how to speak, so he first made a metaphor: "Have you heard about the breeding of earth dragons?
If an earth dragon breeds with a more powerful target, its offspring will usually become stronger. If it breeds with a weaker target, its offspring will most likely degenerate step by step.

I can give you some nutrition expenses, please consider it! Our Tulip family has a rich industry, and our family background is far beyond your imagination. Whether it's fine gold or mithril, it's up to you to choose..."

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Fu's face was like the sunset, she grabbed Deyolan's arm and shook it hard.

Such a sudden incident made her want to get under the table, feeling that she would be embarrassed to get along with her friends calmly in the future. "Be good! Dad won't harm you..." Deyolan rubbed his daughter's head.

"Absurd! Humans are not animals? How can we act shamelessly?" Tai'an scolded him righteously.

Knowing that there was a soundproof barrier, I deliberately turned down the volume.

"Boy, you have to think clearly. What I give you is a plan to minimize losses. If you don't follow it, I will tell others your true identity." The old fox smiled evilly, thinking that he had the handle on the other party.

"What is my true identity?" Shota lost his temper.

"You must be hiding in a remote place like the wizard branch. You must not want your life to be disturbed. It will be inconvenient to do what you want to do after your identity is exposed..." As the marshal of the kingdom, Deyolan has a strategic vision and attacked the enemy's key points in one fell swoop.

"I can also kill people and silence them." Shota's eyes were fierce and he stood up in a gesture of death.

"Of course, I believe you have the ability! But, you think I wouldn't think of it? I told my confidants before coming here..." Deyolan didn't care about the threat.

Mainly because Shota’s cute image is too deceptive. If it were a strong man with a scar face, he would not dare to take it too lightly.

"In short, it's impossible!" Tai'an said firmly, looking at the old man's two daughters hesitantly.

They are all the best among the best.

Especially the eldest daughter, the Vice Principal. Appearance, figure, and temperament are all close to perfect scores. The lofty goddess face, the holy demeanor, and the confident temperament of a strong woman all arouse the most primitive desire of the opposite sex.

It seems that a small horse and a large cart are not bad, right?
"No, no, the pure Yang body has a good blessing effect on spiritual practice, so we must not give it up easily..."

Tai'an set a small goal for himself: not to be sexually involved with women before his coming-of-age ceremony at the age of fourteen.

Only about half a year left...

"Dad! Don't you think it's embarrassing!" Fu broke down and cried. She was being pushed around as a bargaining chip. The key is that the other party doesn't want her.

"Hey, hey, good girl, don't cry..." Deyolan was at a loss, holding Fu and sitting on his lap, patting her back.

"From now on, it would be great if you can stay with dad all the time and don't have to get married. Otherwise, some old man will take a fancy to you..."

Deyoland likes to tell stories about old couples and young wives to scare her daughter.

Fu's face turned pale, and in comparison, Xiao An was tens of thousands of times better. No wonder everyone wanted to take the initiative to stick to her, burying their heads on their father's shoulders. They didn't say anything for a while, silently showing their acquiescence.

Xi spoke for the first time: "You severely injured my father. Due to emotions and reasons, I have the right to intervene! Here, I submit an application for a duel to you."

"The premise of my acceptance is that the grudges can be wiped out." Tai'an took advantage of the situation and put forward the conditions.

"Yes!" Xi's eyes flashed strangely: "If you are defeated, you must agree to my request."

"It's not okay to go too far!" Tai'an said first.

"It won't cause any real harm to you. I'll come find you at noon tomorrow." Xi stood up from the sofa.

Deyolan held his second daughter in his arms and left a message before leaving: "Boy, I will give you a month to think about it."

(End of this chapter)