After the two of them got closer, he asked, "How many old men are there in your academy? They must have white hair and a white beard, are thin, and look sinister."
Zuo Xiaofei and Ji Zilin, who thought that Lu Zijia was going to tell them a secret: "…"
Even though the two of them were a bit speechless, they still thought about it seriously for a while before replying, "There are about ten seniors in our academy, including the deputy dean."
"There are only four white-haired and white-bearded people. Their figures are similar." Zuo Xiaofei said seriously.
Ji Zilin frowned. "As for looking sinister, I don't think so."
The seniors of their academy all sounded kind. None of them looked sinister.
Even Supervisor Zhao, who had always been famous for being upright and serious, was only serious-looking. He wasn't sinister at all.
Thinking of Supervisor Zhao, Ji Zilin couldn't help thinking of his sister and his mood became worse.
