The strongest animal trainer in the universe

He squinted his mouth and looked at Dringar, whose face was black and in a mess.

The tattered uniform on He Jiu's body was also drooping awkwardly.

On the left is Lan Qi who is sitting on the left and still refuses to leave, and on the right is her uncle Gao Leng who suddenly appeared.

How would He Jiubuzao explain it, and he didn't understand why this uncle, who had always hated him, suddenly changed his high-ranking style and parachuted into the arena of the Capital Academy?

"Uh...hehehehe what a coincidence, uncle."

He Jiu really didn't know how to talk to Dringal.

"I came here specifically to watch the competition of your so-called animal taming genius."

"Uh……"

He Jiu choked.

"Since you are married, don't hang out with some dubious people all day long. As the wife of the general of the imperial army, she still doesn't know how to behave. I really don't know why Hui Zuo married you back?"

The Dringar Viper remains.

He Jiu listened to the reprimand from his elders, so naturally he had no room for retaliation.

Especially when I have a criminal record, think about the situation when my uncle invited me to dinner before, which made my uncle's angry seven orifices smoke.

He Jiu, who is now considered to be riding a tiger, only hopes that this uncle will have a lot of knowledge not to be as knowledgeable as a grassroots man like him.

"Master Delin... You said that Little Dessert is undisciplined as the wife of a general of the Imperial Army?...Well...I want to know, is it me who you are talking about?"

Lan Qi was not angry either, and looked at Dringal with slender eyebrows.

That expression is completely looking for trouble.

And Lan Qi said that she couldn't do Hui most, could she not be a Dringar?

Have the ability to fight!Who is afraid of whom? !

Dringal gave Lan Qi a cold sideways glance, and then ignored this inexplicable woman.

In fact, it's no wonder that Delingar didn't recognize Lan Qi's identity immediately.

As the head of the Lan family, Lan Qi only took over a few years ago.

And the awareness of the underworld and the Lan family was still at the time when the head of the Lan family was the older generation, so it's no wonder that Delingar didn't take the provocative Lan Qi seriously.

"He Jiu, come with me to De Lin's house after today's competition. Look at your messy body. You know that you will inevitably have an accident when you compete with others, and you haven't prepared your things in advance?"

After Delingar finished speaking, Luo Er beside He Jiu was extremely ashamed.

"Hahaha...Uncle, it's all right. It's just some small holes. I can persist until I go home."

He Jiu didn't want to go to that outrageous mansion with Delingar at all.

During the family banquet, He Jiu had completely experienced what it means to be an emperor.Without Hui Zui's company, going there would probably be all kinds of embarrassment and make uncle angry.

He Jiu is quite self-aware, and he doesn't think that after getting along with him once, this high-ranking uncle will look at him with admiration.

"Just go as soon as you are told! Where does all this nonsense come from?!"

Delingar was not happy that He Jiu always disobeyed him so much.

Unlike before, he would talk back to himself, but now He Jiu seems to be more tolerant and humble.

I have seen He Jiu who is not afraid of heaven and earth, so I can gradually understand why He Jiu is willing to be so restrained.

Dringal remembered He Jiu's regression in his heart, so he had more different views on He Jiu.

"Hehehehe... Mr. Delin? What kind of strange invitation is this? There is no prelude, and suddenly someone appears and asks Little Dessert to go with you? Don't you understand the meaning of Little Dessert's refusal?"

A faint light flashed in Lan Qi's eyes, and she gave Dringal a cold look.

Dringal couldn't help but get angry when he heard Lan Qi's sarcasm.

When she was about to get up and give Lan Qi some flair.

He Jiu, who was caught between the two, really wanted to vomit blood.

"Uncle, it's okay to go to the manor with you at night. But I don't know how long it will take, do you need to talk to Huizu at night?"

Although my uncle didn't want to go anywhere, he compared the two sides.

He Jiu would rather go with Dringar.

"Humph."

Hearing He Jiu's reply, Delingar let go of the idea of ​​getting up and teaching Lan Qi.

When Lan Qi heard that He Jiu was so repulsed to be with her, she was really entangled in scratching her heart and liver.

"Little dessert, I promise I will never touch you today~ just give me a chance? It's been a long time since I had a good meal with you, no matter how much you want to indulge me, you will give it to me Have a chance to breathe?..."

He Jiu trembled violently when he heard Lan Qi who was so gentle and tactful that he acted like a baby...

It's hard to believe that Lan Qi can do this to take advantage of her.

From a certain point of view, He Jiu also admired Lan Qi's indomitable, flexible and stretching spirit.

So here He Jiu was still doing well, listening to Lan Qi's ambiguous remarks, the veins on Delingar's forehead began to twitch.

"Uh... that... Lan Qi. Uncle came to see me specially today, can I have dinner with you another day?"

In fact, He Jiu is still grateful for the fact that Lan Qi saved him once.

Originally, he should not have given Lan Qi any chance, but once he had some scruples, no matter how determined He Jiu was, he still couldn't kill his benefactor.

Although Lan Qi's unrequited love insists on messing with herself, this should not be put into moral considerations at all.

But in any case, Lan Qi and her uncle can't really let Lan Qi and her uncle start a fight like this.

"Hmm... little dessert..."

Lan Qi saw He Jiu begging herself like this for the first time, and was a little shaken for a moment, not knowing how to react.

Amidst He Jiu's infinite apprehension, it was lucky that He Jiu's name did not appear in the remaining battles.

As agreed, I left the school with my uncle.

Seeing Lan Qi's unwilling but helpless appearance, He Jiu felt helpless.

"You take this medicine."

It wasn't until Lan Qi left that Delingar stuffed the wound medicine he had prepared into He Jiu's hand with a dark face.

He Jiu looked at the back of his uncle Gao Leng and then at the small medicine bottle in his hand, blinked... Stupid.

"what's the situation?!"

He Jiu couldn't help but murmur aloud, a bit puzzled why he suddenly started caring about his uncle.

"Little madam, get in the car."

The old housekeeper looked at He Jiu with a kind smile, not at all harsh to He Jiu like Delingar.

Seeing the old butler getting close, He Jiu immediately let go of his worries.

After entering the back garden of De Lin's house, He Jiucai and De Lin Garshi suddenly got off the aircraft.

Different from He Jiu, who was in a state of embarrassment, Delingar always had that elegant and noble appearance.

His long gray hair was tied loosely behind his head, and a dark robe fell over his shoulders.

Every step he takes is dignified like an emperor far away in the clouds. This business prodigy is not at the level that a real grassroots like He Jiu can reach.

Even though he was picky and disgusted by his uncle before, he still admires such a person from the bottom of his heart.

He Jiu shook his head to dispel those messy thoughts and quickly followed behind Dringal.

After looking at the exquisitely trimmed flowers and trees all the way, until a gorgeous and empty room appeared in front of his eyes, He Jiu really felt that Hui Zui's mansion was like a commoner in a mansion, so simple and simple.

'Goooh~'

He Jiu swallowed his saliva and watched Delingar walk casually into the depths of the huge room.

With a light wave of the hand, the soft curtain pulled open by itself.

A wardrobe that runs across the room...

"too exaggerated……"

He Jiu tried his best to lower his voice and read in pieces, looking at the almost innumerable number of these clothes styles.

In today's era when there is almost no distinction between so-called ethnic clothing or not.

All kinds of elements have been integrated into different types of clothing in an ever-changing manner.

Dringal flicked his fingers lightly, and the wardrobes moved up or down one by one.

Fiddled with a few uniforms, Dringal picked out the more plain ones and pointed them to the smart butler who was waiting for the service.

The stick-like machine received the simplest order from its master, and slowly moved in front of He Jiu with the clothes chosen by Dringal on its mechanical arms.

"Oh, thanks……"

He Jiu always felt like he was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

Then he said thank you to the robot stupidly, and then picked up the clothes that Dringal gave him and went to the side of the fitting curtain...

He Jiu, who just took off his clothes...

"Ah! Uncle, what are you doing?!"

He Jiu almost screamed and picked up one side of his clothes to block himself.

Unexpectedly, Dringal, who opened the corner of the curtain, turned his face sideways, and didn't even look at He Jiu.

"Use the medicine before getting dressed. This is the medicine of the pharmaceutical organization under Delin's own."

Delingar lowered his voice and explained somewhat unwillingly.

He Jiu was surprised and embarrassed again.

After hearing He Jiu's murmur, Delingal waved away as if he was still very angry.

He Jiu was still in a daze, applying medicine and dressing according to his uncle's wishes...

The moment he came out, He Jiu saw the silhouette of Delingar standing in the backlight.

Stepping on unhurried steps, he walked up to He Jiu.

At this time, Dringal went to look at He Jiu carefully, only to realize that He Jiu's skin was different from ordinary people's delicate skin.

And those eyes that are so clean that they can almost make people feel refreshed.

Although I don't want to admit it...

But Lenovo's brave He Jiu who is fighting in the arena today...

indeed……

He Jiu is an ordinary but completely different person.

"Thank you uncle."

He Jiu put on clean and comfortable clothes, and he never thought about Dringal inviting him... It's not as simple as just changing his clothes.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, although I don't like you. But you are my best choice... I don't care if you have anything to do with that woman, or you are greedy for novelty... Remember your identity for me If you let me know that you are sorry for Hui Zui, you better be sure that you will not be given up by Hui Zui in this life, and you will not fall into my hands!"

Dringal turned around, his harsh tone and sharp warning made He Jiu, whose mind was still in chaos, immediately sober up.

"Ah?...Oh...Uncle, I know."

He Jiu didn't talk back, and stood obediently behind Delingar, following every step like an obedient quail.

"Come with me."

Delingar no longer put pressure on He Jiu blindly, and took He Jiu through a rather long path.

Before entering Dringal's private office, Dringal paused for a moment but still opened the door.

"come in."

Dringal said that Lore and the old housekeeper waited outside the door as a matter of course, leaving only He Jiu and Dringal in the small but cozy room.

Unlike the luxury of houses seen before, it is completely different from the crowd and cramped imagination.

A big window, but the room is still too small.

"Do you still remember the transfer letter of the business district that Hui Zui and I mentioned?"

Dringal suddenly pulled out a document casually from the complicated bookshelf.

"This is the contract for the commercial circulation of the entire D area. There are special personnel there who will handle the daily work. I will send the manager to teach you some other important business issues."

Seeing He Jiu's dazed look, Delingal continued to talk about some great topics to himself.

"Although Hui Zuo has always been against doing business, after all, the army is not a lifelong reliance. If Hui Zui's temper is not too stubborn, I don't want Hui Zuo to be a general of the Imperial Army at all. The lifespan of a power user It used to be very long... Hui Zui is only in his 20s now, how much better than those people who only achieved success in their 80s, 100s or even [-]s?

He wants to marry you, and I, as an uncle, have no skills and can't say anything.It's best if you really want to fight, and protect all these assets.

After all, one day, Hui will be the most inappropriate general, or he will be really downcast.These things may be his way out. "

In the eyes of adults, no matter how powerful their children are, how many people they rely on.

Children will always be children.

He Jiu didn't know if the profession of general also had the possibility of being down and out as mentioned by Dringal.

But just based on the fact that Delingar is willing to be the leader and wants so much and so far, He Jiu knows...

This uncle really loves his nephew very much.

When Dringal lost his sister, he didn't know how much he regretted his incompetence. In the long-term inextricable pain, he poured all his love for his sister and guilt into the nephew who lost his mother and became autistic and cold. body.

As arrogant as Delingar, if he is contradicted in front of Hui Zuo, he will show fragile and sad eyes.

He Jiu understands that it is actually a parent who truly loves his child, and the sad eyes that his child cannot understand.

"Uncle... I cannot accept these documents."

He Jiu's eyes became very firm in his refusal.

Suddenly he clenched the things in his hand, and Dringal frowned and looked at He Jiu, who had the same firm gaze.

He Jiu pondered in his heart but only felt that he was not qualified to make decisions for Hui Zuo.

Uncle's love is pure and warm...

But even more because of this, uncle should tell Hui Zui himself.

He was caught in the middle, which was too embarrassing no matter what.

On the contrary, this feeling and mind will be stained with some misunderstandings and unclear explanations.

"You take these things for Hui Zuo, I won't treat you badly!"

Delingar dared to entrust these things because he recognized He Jiu's character.

"Uncle... I don't want your gift, and I know what you mean."

He Jiu suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

"..."

Delingar didn't understand what He Jiu meant, so he could only stare at He Jiu's face, waiting for He Jiu's next words.

"Uncle, if you simply give me something, I can make the decision. But for this level of transfer, you have to talk to Hui in person. Although he seems to be very exclusive of the business circle, it's true. But if you can personally hear Uncle For the reason given, I think Hui is the most desirable. Then I will take care of it when I have time.

Don't you feel more at ease like this? "

He Jiu laughed, there were two shallow dimples on both sides of his face.

She has a baby face, but it doesn't seem to meet the thoughtfulness and consideration of this age.

Looking at He Jiu in a daze, Delingar had the illusion that he was talking to a mature adult.

And when he looked back at He Jiu, he looked like a kid.

Short and short, I don't know if he really looks like this.Playful and sometimes impulsive.

The closer I get to He Jiu, the more I realize that He Jiu is different.

Dringal looked at the things in his hand, closed his eyes and sighed, put the document on the table aside and stopped talking.