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Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

# MAGE # BLIND Fang Ping was blind. By chance, he transmigrated to another world. Upon his arrival, he was ambushed by a ferocious beast. Fortunately for him, he was rescued by a woman. After being saved, he discovered that this world also used English. However, to his surprise, the denizens of this world had proficiency below that of a kindergartener from his world. Yet alone say an entire sentence, they even fumbled about pronouncing single words. Coincidentally, he awakened the Master Teacher System. In order to repay them for saving his life, he decided to stay and teach them English. He began by teaching them to recognize the alphabet and then phonetics and finally began to teach them vocabulary. However, Fang Ping was unaware that his students were abnormal. They were the famous night elves, and the person who had saved him was the next queen of the night elves clan. She was the daughter of the current queen. The English that he was teaching was the vocabulary of this world’s magic spells. Hence, the weak night elves began mastering magic spells and their forces grew powerful once again. Five years later, Fang Ping opened his eyes. He looked at the people of all races kneeling before him. It was as though a whole country had come to the royal court. There were giants, dwarfs, fox demons etc. Beside him, the sexy, stunning queen of the night elves was looking at him with a worshiping gaze. Fang Ping finally realized that he had taught them some incredible things.

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"Delicious."

"Right? This piece of meat is worth it. Fang Ping, do you want to drink? There's also a glass of wine here, but I tried it just now. It doesn't taste very good, so I didn't help you take it."

Fang Ping shook his head. "It's fine. There's no need to trouble yourself. Andre and the others said that they're going to the tavern on the first floor to drink later. I'll try again at the tavern. Oh right, are the Dwarves' language the same as ours?"

Edvin thought for a moment. "More or less. I can understand most of them, but the pronunciation of the individual words is a little different. But communication is fine."

"Well …"

THUD!

The wooden door was pushed open heavily, and a group of Dwarves rushed in. All of them were wearing armor and holding weapons, fully armed.

The Dwarf in the lead had white hair and a white beard. His eyes widened as he scanned the people in the room. "Who let you in!"