People in Douluo: grew up eating food from hundreds of families

"Ok?"

After his name was called, the middle-aged man on the recliner opened his eyes, glanced lazily towards the Arhats, but did not leave his seat.

"You guys... do we know each other?"

The figures of the two people in front of them didn't look so clear in the dim light.

His face was even more blurry.

"Hahaha!"

The Arhat didn't feel embarrassed and laughed a few times.

"Dean Flanders, you are a noble person who forgets things a lot. Have you forgotten the favor you owed to one person in the small town of Ondo?"

"You are!"

At this moment, Flanders slowly stood up.

Ondo town!

The impression this place left on his mind was not shallow at all. It can even be said that what happened in the small town of Ondo that year is already a lingering regret.

"You are the Arhat boy."

At this moment, Flanders had straightened up.

He stared closely, and when he looked closer, with the help of the faint light coming from the window, Flanders could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

Silver hair and handsome appearance.

Then this one is definitely not an Arahant.

Therefore, it was only because of the soul power coming from Xie Yue and his general cultivation that Flanders looked at him for a moment. Then, his gaze shifted and looked at the resolute but unattractive-looking man beside Xie Yue.

"We haven't seen each other for a few years. You've changed a lot."

"Haha! But fortunately, I can recognize him."

Flanders and Arhat looked at each other with the corners of their mouths raised.

Immediately, one of his hands was placed on her body.

"It seems that you have had a good life these years."

His eyes swept over Arhat's body, and his tone was somewhat meaningful, "But the improvement in strength has exceeded my expectations. At least the sound of blood in the body is quite loud."

"Ok?"

At this moment, let alone Arhat.

Even Xie Yue, who had the most extensive knowledge, was confused.

The sound of blood? What is this?

It seems they haven't heard the teacher mention it yet.

But thinking about it, it probably has nothing to do with the action of "listening". But the hand he just took was more like a kind of exploration.

Therefore, the two Arhats didn't think much about it.

And next, Flanders put his hand down from Arahant's shoulder. Arhat smiled and introduced Xie Yue to Flanders, "Dean Flanders, this is my partner, Xie Yue."

Immediately, he poked Xie Yue again with his arm and said.

"He is the acquaintance I mentioned, Flanders, the dean of Shrek Academy. As for his cultivation... he used to be a Soul Saint."

The Arhat's tone was not lively.

In his opinion, their relationship was not raw anyway.

"I've seen Flanders Soul Saint."

Xie Yue naturally dared not disrespect this.

Even though Xie Yue is of the golden generation, her teacher is still Ghost Douluo. But in his opinion, he is himself, and his backer is his backer. He will respect anyone who is stronger than him.

What's more, this is a soul saint.

You know, the red-clothed leaders of Wuhun Palace are all soul saints.

The strength of the Soul Saint is considered a backbone force even among the big forces, and will receive certain courtesy from the big forces.

Therefore, he is the Soul Sect, so he cannot be disrespected.

"You do know etiquette."

Seeing Xie Yue's attitude, Flanders stroked his beard and looked calm. But in his heart, he felt as happy as blossoming, and the pride in his heart was self-evident.

Even though Flanders is now nestled in the small city of Soto, he has traveled to the mainland before and naturally has a lot of experience.

By temperament, dress, etiquette and talent.

It can be judged that Xie Yue's background is definitely not simple. How should I put it... at least someone equivalent to the seven major sects.

After gathering his thoughts, he glanced at the Arhat.

Then he said: "It's not like a certain person, who has no manners."

The meaning of these words seems to have something to say.

But the Arhat didn't take it to heart at all. After all, others don't know Flanders' character, but he knows it very well.

He grabbed a chair and sat down. But as soon as I sat on it, it made an overwhelming sound.

In response to this, Arhat couldn't help complaining, "Dean Flanders, should you change this chair to a stronger one?"

"another."

Flanders pulled out a stool and asked Xie Yue to sit down.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yue's expression changed as she just sat down.

But now Flanders and Arhat's attention is focused on each other. So Xie Yue slowly took up her horse stance without making any move. But it looks like he is sitting on a stool.

At the same time, Flanders picked up a teapot and poured tea for Xie Yue and Arhat as a gesture of friendship. At the same time, he glanced at the chair under Arhat's butt.

Then without blinking, he opened his mouth and said.

"This stool is not an ordinary chair. It is made from the body of a ten-year-old plant-type soul beast. It is worth a lot of money. If you break this chair...then you have to..."

Five fingers were raised in front of the Arahant.

"I'll pay you fifty gold soul coins for selling you face."

"Damn it! You profiteer are trying to steal money!"

The Arhat stood up suddenly, his eyes widening.

Profiteer! What a profiteer!

You don’t even blink an eye when you lie!

An ordinary, worn-out chair, fifty gold soul coins!

The money grab didn’t come so fast!

On the side, Xie Yue, who had just picked up the tea, frowned looking at the tea full of tea foam in front of her. For the sake of saving face, I took a sip. After hearing Flanders' words, the tea tasted terrible, and the words were shocking...

"puff!"

Squirt out all the tea you drank!

At the same time, my eyes widened in disbelief!

This is Soul Saint! ?

At the same time, Arhat also calmed down his expression.

"Dean Flanders, you're such a fool, my acquaintance!"

But I never thought that Flanders was not ashamed at all. Instead, he spread his hands helplessly and said, "I don't want this either. But who made our college financially short-circuited? If there is no capital injection, the college will probably close down next year."

Although I know what Flanders said may be the truth.

But Arhat knew that even if the college did not face bankruptcy, Flanders would probably do this. It is nature to be a profiteer.

"Then Dean Flender, haven't you thought of any other ways? What kind of funds can you obtain to allow your Shrek Academy to continue operating?"

After glancing at the teacup, even the Arhat, who was never picky about food, frowned, then took out the donuts and pretended not to notice.

Looking at Flanders, he asked.

"It's not like there's nothing we can do..."

Flanders opened his mouth, but hesitated.

Then, he abruptly changed the topic.

"Originally, our Shrek Academy had a way to overcome this difficulty before. But..."