Chapitre 126: Bleak futures ahead

"This..," Dean Zhu Lao was caught off-guard by the statement that he was a little lost for words. He had just gained freedom from his forced seclusion and now he was being thrown into more work before he even had time to savor the taste. 

His wife, Formation hall master Ling Meimei was giggling, gleefully taking the moment in. With this sudden turn of events, her biggest worry of Dean Zhu Lao going back to prior habits was put to bed. 

With his new crazy schedule where would he get the time to go crack jokes with his friends all night long over warm wine and ginseng tea?

Just as Dean Zhu Lao was about to make a plea he was interrupted by the Vice-chancellor.

"The chancellor has signed off on this," calmly said Vice-chancellor Wu Ling. 

Dean Zhu Lao hurriedly swallowed the words that were at the tip of his tongue as his demeanor turned subservient with a pitiful nod of agreement.