Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 435
Now that the location was decided, the Great Elder made an appointment with Feng Ling on the departure time.

But just in case, this time the Great Elder arranged for the Second Elder, Third Elder, Sixth Elder and some elite students from the school to accompany Feng Ling.

At the same time, the Great Elder also told Feng Ling one thing!
"Pan Yuwei is dead?"

The Great Elder nodded, "We found out that she was in collusion with the Reaper's people, and cooperated internally and externally, which made it easy for the Reaper's people to enter the school."

Feng Ling's face was sombre, and she just said, "Death is good!"

That afternoon, the Great Elder arranged six helicopters for Feng Ling and others to leave the school and go to country T.

A few hours later, Feng Ling and others stopped on the roof of a five-star hotel in the capital of country T.

The hotel manager got the news and waited on the roof early to welcome him.

The Great Elder was very thoughtful, and specially arranged for a person who could speak Thai when he came.

Guo Yang is a teacher in the school, but a teacher in the auxiliary department.

After all, there is also a "Ghost Mantong" organization in Southeast Asia, and the Imperial College has been collecting news about major cultivation organizations, and has contacts with Ghost Mantong.

The hotel manager greeted with a smile, "Welcome. Welcome"

Feng Ling walked off the plane slowly, glanced at Guo Yang, Guo Yang nodded, and shook hands with the manager with a smile on his face;

The manager led a group of people to take the elevator to the first floor.

Guo Yang said to Feng Ling: "Principal, they have already arranged dinner."

After several hours of flying, everyone was indeed hungry, Feng Ling nodded and said, "Eat first."

Naturally, everyone had no opinion. When they came to the restaurant, the manager prepared Thai dishes.

There is a large table full, and seafood accounts for more than half.

Feng Ling asked everyone to sit down, order if there was not enough food.

After more than half an hour, everyone had basically finished eating, and Feng Ling asked them to go back to their room to rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as everyone stood up, they ran into people from the Yin Yang Club who had just arrived at the hotel.

The leading middle-aged man is none other than Uehara Matsudaira, the president of Yin Yang Society!
Uehara Matsudaira is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is a little short in stature, but he looks very strong. He is wearing a valuable suit at this time, and there is a sense of superiority on his indifferent face.

Uehara Matsudaira was followed by 30 to [-] people, all of them fierce.

Uehara Matsudaira didn't seem to expect to meet Feng Ling and the others at this time.

Seeing Feng Ling, the corner of Uehara Matsudaira's mouth slightly raised an arc, his eyes fixed on Feng Ling, and he looked at Feng Ling for a moment, "Are you that Feng Ling?"

Feng Ling looked at Uehara Matsudaira coldly, and was not polite, "You are that so-and-so, right?"

After Feng Ling finished speaking, she pretended to be embarrassed and smiled, "I'm sorry, I can't remember the names of unimportant people!"

Uehara Matsudaira's face darkened, "You?"

The people behind Uehara Matsudaira also glared at Fengling angrily, "Stinky girl, how dare you talk to our president like that?"

"Smelly girl, bow your head and apologize!"

Feng Ling sneered, "What are you guys? What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

The people behind Feng Ling were also very aggressive. The two sides had a big disagreement, and they seemed to be ready to do it with their swords drawn.

At the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Uehara Matsudaira suddenly raised his hand, and his subordinates immediately fell silent.

Uehara Matsudaira looked at Feng Ling, and suddenly chuckled, "Young man, it's better not to be too arrogant, otherwise...you will lose your life at some point!"

Feng Ling disdained to fight back, "I hate the old things like you that rely on the old to sell the old."

Uehara Matsudaira's face turned black, and he said again and again: "Okay, have a good Feng Ling, I will remember you!"

(End of this chapter)