Elder Mu took a deep breath, the sound unnaturally loud in the silence of the completely empty faculty room.
He paced around the room, his long, embroidered robes sweeping across the polished wooden floorboards as his mind raced.
His steps were restless, lacking the usual steady, tranquil rhythm of a revered master teacher and Earthly Saint realm cultivator.
For an entire week, he had done something he never thought he would do in his long, austere life: he had learned the arts of picking up girls from that young friend, Chu Yan.
And he really had to say, even though he was far older, with centuries of life experience and a reputation that commanded respect across the empire, that young friend Chu Yan was far more knowledgeable than him when it comes to girls.
Chu Yan's advice had been a revelation, breaking down the complex, seemingly chaotic mysteries of the female heart into tactical steps, subtle psychological cues, and confident conversational threads.
