THE CHALICE THAT SHOULD NOT BE OPEN

When they entered the room, they saw Schoolmaster Yin writing something over his study table. His quill feather pen danced in the untanned sheet of vellum leaving a trace of black ink along its trail

As soon as Schoolmaster Yin noticed the presence of the group of warlock inside his chamber, he stopped on what he was doing and put down the quill that he was holding.

After setting his set of vellum and quill to his side, Schoolmaster Yin lifted his gaze and looked at Mu Lingxi's group with a smile.

He nodded his head towards the group to acknowledge them while Mu Lingxi and her friends clasp their hand and bowed their head deeply to show their respect.

"Good day, Schoolmaster Yin. What can we do for you?"

"HAHAHA!"

Instead of answering Fan Lei's question, Schoolmaster Yin burst into hearty laughter."

"This student... Why are you all acting timid when I'm around??? Do I looked like someone who was going to eat you whole??"

"Errr??"