This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling was lying in the car, propping her head up with her arms, with her calves resting on her knees. She turned her head and said to Ouyang Yu leisurely, "Oh, your academy is really rich. This car is big enough for ten people to lie side by side, right?"

Ouyang Yu was still grimacing and enduring the pain. When he heard An Ling say this, he sighed and replied, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why didn't you accept Mr. Gu's invitation just now? Their family is much richer than the academy."

An Ling was happy. "I've already said that my destination is Shanhai Academy. Since the teacher is here to pick me up, I'll just go there. I'm not here for pleasure."

Ouyang Yu glanced at An Ling. After all, they were close friends. He thought for a moment and said to An Ling, "I heard that you were going to the academy to look for someone. Who are you looking for? If it's a student, I can help you."

An Ling looked at Ouyang Yu's serious face, and suddenly wanted to tease him, so she said casually: "I am going to find my dead husband who never married me. I worked so hard to support him in his studies, but I didn't expect him to just walk away like that and abandon me in the countryside for many years without coming back. I am going to settle the score with him now!"

Ouyang Yu was shocked by these words. He opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say for a moment. After a long while, he asked stupidly, "Husband? You are a woman? Also, can husband be described as 'marrying into the family'?"

An Ling snorted: "Why, don't I look like it?"

"Well, that female warrior, you are really skilled in martial arts. I admire you." Ouyang Yu forced out a compliment, but An Ling felt unhappy when she heard it.

"Cough cough!" Mr. Han, who was near the car door, coughed a few times unhappily, causing the two young men to shrink their necks.

Master Han saw that the deterrent effect had been achieved, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to An Ling: "Miss An, don't worry, no matter who this person is, I, Han Fu, will definitely do you justice!"

Now it was An Ling's turn to be embarrassed. This Master Han seemed a little too serious, and she couldn't bear to lie. She scratched her head and said, "Well, Master Han, actually I just..."

Before she could explain, someone outside knocked on the car wall, saying that they had arrived and should get out quickly.

Master Han said righteously, "Miss An, please stop talking. I, Han Fu, have spoken and I cannot go back on my words. Moreover, the academy will never allow such a morally corrupt person to exist!"

Ouyang Yu explained in a low voice: "Master Han is the dean of the De facto school. He is particularly concerned about things like morality and justice. With him around, your unfaithful man will definitely not be able to escape!"

It's over. The situation is getting worse and worse!

An Ling watched Master Han jump out of the car in a hurry. She didn't know what he was going to do, which scared her. "Oh my god, Master Han, please don't do anything stupid! I really don't need it!"

……

Until An Ling was carried into the academy on a stretcher, she covered her head with clothes, fearing that Master Han would do something socially fatal. Fortunately, although many students were whispering, she arrived safely.

"Take off your clothes, how disgraceful!" an old man coughed a few times and said unhappily.

An Ling slowly pulled the clothes off her face, then sat up and smiled awkwardly.

This is a spacious hall with a breeze blowing through it. Bamboo curtains are hung on the windows on both sides and exquisite bonsai are placed on the pillars and corners. It looks very stylish. In front of An Ling is a desk with a white-haired old man sitting behind it, and Master Han and another middle-aged man standing on both sides of him. The middle-aged man wears a strange tall hat and a monocle on his left eye. He is also wearing a Confucian robe, which makes him look strange no matter how you look at him.

An Ling knew that she had met the real master. She stood up and calmly adjusted her appearance. Then she bowed to the old man and said respectfully, "I am An Ling, and I am honored to meet you, the headmaster!"

The old man asked curiously, "How do you know I'm the headmaster?"

An Ling smiled and said, "I have heard that Master Han is the dean of the De facto school in the academy. Anyone who can have Master Han and another capable person serving by his side must be the dean."

She continued, "If my guess is correct, this should be the dean of the rational school, right?"

The strange middle-aged man grinned at her, gave her a thumbs up, and praised her, "That's right, I am Zheng Boshan. I didn't expect that you are such a good judge of people!"

Han Fu glared at Zheng Boshan, very dissatisfied with his rude behavior.

An Ling bowed to Zheng Boshan and said, "Meet Dean Zheng." Then she bowed to Han Fu and said, "Thank you, Dean Han, for helping me."

Han Fu nodded with satisfaction, and sighed that young people are still polite, unlike a certain person who acts like an uneducated hooligan all day long!

The headmaster was very old, his face skin drooped, and his eyelids covered half of his eyes, but he was still in good spirits. He coughed again and said, "Okay, okay, stop being clever here. Let's get down to business. Are you Xia Hui's disciple?"

An Ling replied: "Yes."

In fact, she was quite nervous. After all, she had hardly ever interacted with the masters. Now she was calling herself a disciple to the master's master, which was really disturbing.

The headmaster stood up tremblingly. Han Fu and Zheng Boshan hurriedly supported him. The headmaster shook them off and slowly walked to An Ling. He looked at her carefully, his lips trembling a little, but he nodded and said, "Good girl, it's not embarrassing for your teacher."

He continued, "I have read your story in Xiaochi's letter. You have done very well. Don't worry, I will definitely help you rebuild your Dantian."

An Ling said happily: "Thank you, Headmaster!"

"Yeah." The headmaster's eyes were filled with tears. He wanted to speak countless times, like an ordinary kind old man, to ask about the child's situation and give a few words of encouragement, but he just opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Han Fu and Zheng Boshan in the back looked at each other in shock. They could clearly see disbelief in each other's eyes. Zheng Boshan, who was impetuous by nature, spoke directly, "What? You are actually Lao Liu's apprentice!"

Han Fu glanced at Zheng Boshan but did not say anything to stop him. After all, he also wanted to know about this.

An Ling looked at the headmaster and sought the old man's advice.

The headmaster said uncomfortably, "Why are you looking at me? Can't you tell me your own business?" As soon as he said that, he began to regret it. He shouldn't have spoken to the child like that.

An Ling thought that this headmaster seemed to have a bad temper, so she had to avoid making mistakes in the future. She organized her thoughts and told the three people in the room everything she knew about Liu Xiahui.