Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1048: Ling Baobao Appears

The two young men were glaring at him with all their might, their hearts pounding wildly, too frightened to even take a deep breath. It was only now that they remembered that Zhengying Academy was one of the Anyun Four Great Academies. Even if there were quotas, it wouldn’t be sold so blatantly, would it? Wouldn’t that be obviously tarnishing the academy’s reputation?

"What’s going on?" someone nearby asked in a low voice, curious.

Immediately, a kind-hearted person recounted what had happened earlier.

"Keep quoting prices, continue, let me see exactly how much my Zhengying Academy is worth?" Pang Dezong said coldly, intentionally or unintentionally releasing the pressure of the Sword Saint Realm again.

Knowing the cause of the matter and shrouded in its pressure, who would dare to provoke him? The surroundings fell silent, and one by one, everyone started to back away.

They all understood that the so-called quotas in Han Yan’s hands were essentially hot potatoes. Whoever bought them would be unlucky. Even if they entered the academy, they’d end up being ostracized, let alone bringing glory to their family. It might even bring ruin to their family.

"Han Yan, it seems your quota can’t be sold anymore. You’d better keep it well, and if you are refused by Long Yan Academy, at least you will have a place to stay." Pang Dezong glanced at Han Yan and said calmly. However, everyone could see the smugness in his eyes, clearly saying, "You want to oppose our Zhengying Academy? You’re still too green."

Han Yan was speechless. Initially, she wanted to smack Zhengying Academy’s face, but she didn’t expect this old guy to be so domineering; just a few lukewarm words, combined with the Sword Saint Realm’s pressure, and he’d easily passed the hurdle. However, thinking this was over? That’s impossible; Big Playboy Mu had an even more damaging plan. But before she could implement it, someone jumped out to cooperate with her.

"We’re leaving." Pang Dezong, with Zhao Sinin, arrogantly walked toward the viewing seats.

Seeing them leave, the others who were watching the commotion also prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait, don’t leave, if no one buys it, I will." At this moment, a young man came rushing over, shouting loudly as he ran.

Who dared to be so bold? Couldn’t they see that the acting Dean of Zhengying Academy had already shown his power? Yet someone dared to provoke him, so everyone turned their heads to look.

"If others don’t buy it, give me a cheaper price, I’ll buy it, I’ll buy it." Worried that someone might beat him to it, the person shouted repeatedly, accidentally tripping over his own feet and falling awkwardly.

Seeing the person’s embarrassing appearance, everyone momentarily forgot their curiosity and burst into laughter.

Han Yan laughed too, and then felt a bit strange. How did this guy show up?

This young man, obviously in disarray, was none other than Ling Baobao, whom Han Yan had left at the Meteorite Gold Mine. According to the timeline, his indenture contract still had a few years remaining, so why had he come to the Capital?

"Are you selling quotas for Zhengying Academy?" Han Yan was puzzled, but Ling Baobao had already rushed in front of her, excitedly asking while secretly winking at her.

"Correct." Although Han Yan didn’t know what kind of game he was playing, she knew this kid wasn’t easy to deal with, so she nodded.

"How much?" Ling Baobao asked.

"Hmph, seems like the reputation of Zhengying Academy isn’t small!" Before Han Yan could answer, Pang Dezong had already glared at the clueless young man and snorted coldly, releasing the pressure of the Sword Saint Realm once more.

Everyone else had sensibly left, but this guy, unfamiliar with social cues, came to make trouble! Pang Dezong was somewhat annoyed, and the pressure he released was much stronger than before.

Within several dozen meters, everyone started to sweat profusely, feeling as if a massive mountain were pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.

This shameless old guy! A dignified expert of the Sword Saint Realm, resorting to such bullying tactics.

Han Yan worriedly looked at Ling Baobao. With this pressure, even she had difficulty resisting it. To her knowledge, Ling Baobao was only at the Initial Stage of the Swordsman Realm, weak among swordsmen, how could he possibly withstand it?

Han Yan feared Ling Baobao might directly vomit blood from the pressure and get severely injured, so she quickly activated her cultivation technique, intending to help him resist it.

At this moment, an astonishing scene unfolded.

Ling Baobao suddenly turned around and started cursing at Pang Dezong: "Mind your own business! Can’t you see I’m doing business? Don’t you understand the rules? Didn’t your parents teach you that old folks shouldn’t interrupt when young people are talking?"

Pang Dezong had gained fame young, and over the years, he had held high positions in Zhengying Academy. He had never been pointed at and cursed this way, leaving him speechless and stunned.

"That’s more like it. Speak up later after we’re done talking, don’t be disrespectful!" Seeing Pang Dezong remain silent, Ling Baobao spoke again with satisfaction, as if praising a young student.

"Pfft." Though the surrounding crowd was intimidated by Pang Dezong and Zhengying Academy, they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Who was Pang Dezong? The first Alchemy Master of Zhengying Academy, acting Dean, chief Alchemy Master for the Anyun Royal Family, yet he was scolded like a child. Where did this dumbass come from?

"You... you..." Pang Dezong was so angry that his face turned purple, wishing to smash this dumbass with one slap.

"You what? Let me tell you, better not make any moves, or you’ll regret it." Seeing Pang Dezong’s angry expression, Ling Baobao fearlessly said, arrogantly.

Pang Dezong was indeed about to make a move. Even if he couldn’t slap him to death due to his status, he wanted to teach him a lesson. But hearing these words, his heart sank, and he suppressed his anger.

Today was the selection day for Long Yan Academy. Besides the children of various aristocratic families, commoners could participate, and some disciples of hidden cultivation experts would also come. He wasn’t afraid of those aristocratic families, nor of commoners, but the thought of those elusive hidden cultivation experts made him anxious.

The pressure earlier was focused on Han Yan and this young man. Even those below the Sword Saint Realm would find it difficult to resist. Even Han Yan showed signs of struggle, yet this young man’s energy remained unchanged, and he could even curse Pang Dezong. Strangely, Pang Dezong only sensed the strength of the Swordsman Realm from him, how was that possible? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Could it be he had high-powered backing? Looking at Ling Baobao’s flagrantly confident behavior, Pang Dezong instinctively glanced around, but didn’t see anyone suspicious. Yet, the more it was like this, the more uneasy Pang Dezong felt.