The President of Imperial College

The principal's office.

Every day, Mr Lu would recline on a chaise lounge for some rest after he was done with his cultivation.

A young servant gingerly entered the room and whispered something in Mr Lu's ear.

Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu were here together? Weren't those two fighting all the time? He wondered what the fight was about this time.

Rubbing his forehead, Mr Lu smiled wryly. It seemed that he wasn't going to get that rest this evening after all.

"Please show them in." Mr Lu gave a wave of his hand.

Before long, Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu walked in together.

"Old Lu, there you are. Good." Grand Secretary Fang greeted the president with those words.

Priest Wu looked delighted as well. "Hahaha, Old Lu. Here, sit with me and let's talk."

"Huh?"

Mr Lu found this very unusual.