1615: C1615 I Lost My Horse

C1615 I Lost My Horse

When Mo Nan heard this, he couldn't help but find it funny. Nangong Yingnan had already said so. It would be strange if he didn't use it.

Everyone knew what was going on in the Chu family's battle back then. Unless Nangong Ming wanted to force old rascal into a corner, he wouldn't interfere with his daughter's marriage.

Nangong Yingnan turned around and said sincerely,

"Help me, please. Just this once. Right now, I really don't want to think about anything other than martial arts."

She put her palms together and prayed. After all, Mo Nan was her only hope right now.

Furthermore, she knew that there were quite a number of women in this group of hooligans. She didn't dare to provoke anyone else, so she was especially assured.

"You only dared to be so bold because you saw that I was obedient and didn't dare to do anything to you."

After a long time, Mo Nan curled his lips and snorted.

This was only until now. In the past, if a woman took the initiative to deliver herself to his doorstep, even if she was to be eaten by him, not even her bones would be left.

As for now, Mo Nan said unhappily, "This is the only time. Also, hurry up and explain to your family. Otherwise, if Bingqing and the others find out later, neither of us will have any good results."

After all, in these two years, he did not even have time to contact Bingqing and the others. If the latter found out, He still had other women outside...

When did this bastard hook up with them?

During this period of time, he calculated it slightly. As long as the few women reacted, Mo Nan could guarantee that he would lose his life at any time.

"I'll do it as soon as possible." Nangong Yingnan agreed as well. After all, she was the oldest daughter of the Huang family. She did not like Mo Nan, who was always so ambiguous in others' eyes.

"Alright, I promise you. Take me to see the dean." Mo Nan changed the topic when they were talking about business.

He had come to see Chen Rongma today.

"Come with me." Nangong Yingnan nodded and started to lead the way.

On the way, Mo Nan looked around casually.

The Dao College was newly built, and it occupied a large area. It could accommodate tens of thousands of people, from students to deans. However, there were not many disciples in the Dao College yet.

On one hand, the Shaman Sect possessed great influence. The Dao Institute and various other sects seemed to be competing for supremacy, and they were able to stand on par with the Shaman Sect. In reality, because the Shaman Sect was the first to appear when the Lower Realm Spiritual Force recovered, coupled with the fact that Wu Sen had once requested the various great clans to send the younger generation with the best natural talent to the sect, it caused the disciples of the Dao Institute and other sects to be utterly unable to compare to the disciples of the Shaman Sect in terms of natural talent.

Mo Nan noticed this very quickly.

Because he'd seen many disciples along the way. However, most of them were not even Grandmasters.

It was imaginable that Chen Rongma had long been troubled by this matter.

Today, old rascal had come to help him solve this problem.

"Let's go in."

Tadada. Nangong Yingnan led him into a building and into a room on the second floor. He pointed at the door and said, "Let's go in.

"See you later."

Mo Nan waved his hand and told Pang Hu, who was still following him, to wait outside the door. He pushed the door open and walked in.

"Who is it?"

Inside the door, Chen Rongma raised his head and widened his eyes. In the next moment, when he saw that it was Mo Nan, he couldn't help but slow down his expression. He snorted and said,

"Brat, I asked you to hide in the Chen family for two days, but you never showed yourself. Why are you looking for me today?"1

He had already announced to the public that Mo Nan was already the vice dean of the Dao College, so that Wu Sen would be wary of him. Unexpectedly, two years after the news was announced, the vice dean was finally willing to show himself.

"You're a Martial Sovereign?" Suddenly, Chen Rongma was stunned, and he asked in surprise.

Mo Nan nodded. Then, without hiding anything, he told Chen Rongma about how he had restarted his cultivation.

"You are indeed a madman." After hearing this, Chen Rongma shook his head speechlessly. He opened up another Spiritual Force Sea in his body. He didn't even dare to think about this kind of thing.

Not only did this kid in front of him try, he even managed to do it.

At this moment, even he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In terms of courage, he was inferior to Mo Nan.

On the other hand, old rascal was stunned when he saw the bare shoulder on Chen Rongma's right hand in a daze. He fell into a state of recollection. It was as if the battle with Chen Rongma was still yesterday, but the current Chen Rong was already unable to unleash his strongest strength because he was missing an arm.

It was obvious just by thinking about it. If Chen Rongma was not missing an arm, the higher-ups would not be willing to send him to be the dean. One should know that people like Chen Rongma still needed them to continue cultivating and keep breaking through. That was the best choice.

It sounded nice to be the dean, but in fact, Chen Rongma was no longer favored.

That was why he was sent to be the dean.

Noticing Mo Nan's gaze, Chen Rongma guessed what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "In the beginning, I was not used to it. I didn't come here to be the dean for two years. I don't want to leave this place."

"A broken body. Since we can't kill everyone, it's better to nurture some young people than to wait for death at home."

"Yi?"

Mo Nan nodded. He had to admit that Chen Rongma now had the aura of an old scholar like Shi Jun. Just as he was about to laugh at Chen Rongma, he unexpectedly discovered that Chen Rongma was already showing signs of breaking through to the Martial Saint realm.

It was probably because of the change in Chen Rongma's attitude.

Sure enough, it was a blessing in disguise.

old rascal could not hide the belligerence in his heart any longer. He raised his eyebrows and provoked. "Get out and fight again?"

Speaking of which, after breaking through to the Martial Sovereign realm, he felt that he could deal with Martial Saint warriors. However, that was only his guess. He wasn't sure what the truth was. If he could fight Chen Rongma now, it would give him a better understanding of his own strength.

"Alright!"

Chen Rongma said. He had been cultivating for the past two years and rarely fought, but when Mo Nan mentioned fighting, his eyes couldn't help but light up. His tiger eyes widened in anger.

In the end, no matter how much he cultivated, he had been holding it in for two years. He wanted to exercise his muscles and bones. Otherwise, his body would have rusted.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, Chen Rongma thought of something. He picked up the phone on the table and told the other person not long after.

Not long after, Mo Nan heard shouts coming from outside the window.

He walked to the window and looked outside. He saw that almost all the disciples of the Dao College had gathered and were waiting with burning eyes.

"This..." old rascal turned around and did not understand what Chen Rongma meant.

Chen Rongma laughed and said, You, the Deputy Director, have finally shown your face. At least let them see what you look like."

"By the way, you and I will teach them a lesson. In addition, you, as a Vice President, have not shown your face for such a long time. There are already quite a number of elders who have their opinions..."

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