Regarding the fact that all seven class committee members were girls, Yang Feilong secretly shook his head at the uselessness of the boys, but he wasn't too surprised. During their initial chats, Yang Feilong had felt that the girls in the class were quite bold, capable of uttering phrases that even men might shy away from.
It was therefore understandable that the boys, in this environment of female dominance, were suppressed by the girls.
As the homeroom teacher and a subject instructor, Yang Feilong had his own office.
As soon as class ended, Yang Feilong's office would become as bustling as a market.
The class committee members would come in droves to report their work to Yang Feilong.
Even Miya, Xiao Jingwen, and Luo Wenwen, who had wanted to have a private word with Yang Feilong, couldn't.
Of course, they weren't in a rush. Since Yang Feilong had only just become their homeroom teacher, each committee member wanted to get acquainted with him, so this was not the most opportune time.
...
In the days that followed, Yang Feilong also became quite busy.
Teaching classes and spending time with his girlfriends, his schedule was perfectly arranged.
He had also been constantly worried about Li Xiya's return, as her father had imposed a time limit on his task. However, Li Xiya had found an excuse, so she wouldn't need to return for the time being.
The reason she found was quite fitting. She was a spy, and frequently changing jobs wasn't a good thing. Moreover, with Long Country now powerful, she could gather a lot of intelligence to prepare for future missions.
Furthermore, she mentioned that the current mission was progressing well, so she wouldn't be rushed for a while.
This made Yang Feilong breathe a sigh of relief.
Naturally, he didn't want her to go back. Who knew what kind of tasks her beastly father would assign her next if she did?
As her strength grew, the tasks assigned by her beastly father would likely become more dangerous.
In fact, if Li Xiya hadn't fallen in love with Yang Feilong and had resorted to a special assassination method, she would probably be dead by now.
Days passed one by one.
Yang Feilong had also adapted to his current life. The master of time management was online. Although he had so many girlfriends, Yang Feilong had very meticulously arranged his time spent with each of them.
Nothing particularly noteworthy happened during these days.
Three days before the National Day holiday, Xu Fei, who hadn't called Yang Feilong in a long time, made a call.
"My grandfather is back from his mission. Can you come to my house during the National Day holiday?" Xu Fei asked.
"Where is your home?" Yang Feilong asked.
"Longcheng," Xu Fei replied.
Longcheng, also known as the capital city, was the capital of Long Country.
"Qingqing has been asking me these past few days when I'm going to see her. What a coincidence," Yang Feilong mused inwardly.
So, he agreed to Xu Fei's invitation to visit her home during the National Day holiday.
Xu Fei was very happy and said she would take him around during the holiday, but Yang Feilong declined, as he had other matters to attend to.
...
In the office.
Yang Feilong was packing his things. It was the last day before the National Day holiday, and his classes were finished. He planned to tidy up and then leave Lan Hai City.
"Teacher Yang," just then, someone knocked and entered.
"Yeyu, is there something you need?" Yang Feilong looked at the class monitor, a girl who now topped the list of campus beauties at Lan Hai University.
Her appearance was exquisitely beautiful, her expression charming and alluring, without a single flaw, and her voice was also pleasant.
"Teacher Yang, the holiday starts tomorrow. Can you spend a few days at my house with me?" Qian Yeyu looked at Yang Feilong, her eyes pleading. Her already beautiful face was even more pitiable at this moment, making it impossible to refuse.
"I apologize, student Yeyu, I already have plans for the holiday," Yang Feilong said apologetically.
These past few days, Qian Yeyu had been coming to his office from time to time, no less often than Miya and Xiao Jingwen.
He vaguely felt that this campus beauty, Qian Yeyu, had designs on him. Based on Yang Feilong's calculations, these designs were likely that she had taken a liking to him, her handsome, dashing, and unparalleled humorous teacher!
However, he remained calm about it, as he had seen such things many times before. Due to their respective roles, Yang Feilong didn't have such thoughts about her.
Of course, even if he didn't have those thoughts, he still quite liked such a beautiful girl with a great demeanor who managed class affairs in an orderly fashion. Therefore, even when refusing, his tone was full of apology. He couldn't let such a capable class monitor develop negative emotions due to his refusal!
"Teacher Yang, my invitation for you to come to my house is not just for fun. It's because my grandmother is very ill. Many doctors have tried to treat her but couldn't. Your medical skills are excellent, and I want you to take a look," Qian Yeyu said, her eyes reddening, looking at Yang Feilong with a plea.
"Your grandmother is ill and many doctors can't cure her?" Yang Feilong frowned upon hearing this. "Do you know what illness it is?"
"The doctors said it's diabetes, along with other complications," Qian Yeyu said with red eyes.
Diabetes, complications.
As people age, their bodies naturally develop various illnesses, which is unavoidable.
Yang Feilong naturally couldn't extend people's lifespans; he could only slow down aging, which was a form of indirect life extension. For example, if someone contracted a serious illness and had only two or three years to live, but after being cured and their body revitalized, they might live another ten or twenty years. This appeared to be an increase in lifespan, but in reality, it was merely an extension.
Because for many people, even with extensions, it would be difficult to live to a hundred years old.
One hundred years was the lifespan limit for many people.
Of course, Yang Feilong was referring to ordinary people. Cultivators, naturally, were different. If a cultivator had a certain level of cultivation and no underlying health issues or major injuries, many could live to a hundred years old or even longer.
The higher the cultivation, the higher the lifespan limit.
It was rumored that ancient martial arts cultivated to the ninth level or above could extend life to two hundred years.
However, that realm was very difficult to achieve, just as Yang Feilong's current path of Qi refinement was, and breaking through to the ninth level of Qi refinement to reach another realm was extremely difficult.
"Where is your home?" Yang Feilong asked, hesitating slightly.
Following that, Qian Yeyu mentioned a place, a county town not too far from Lan Hai City. Yang Feilong thought for a moment and said, "I don't have any classes this afternoon. If it's possible, I can accompany you there this afternoon!"
"Thank you, Teacher Yang!" Qian Yeyu said excitedly.
At this moment, her pretty face was incredibly rosy and beautiful with excitement, making Yang Feilong momentarily dazed.
"You go pack your things. After lunch, I'll drive you there," Yang Feilong said.
"Mhm, mhm," Qian Yeyu nodded repeatedly. "Then you get busy first, Teacher Yang."
Following that, Qian Yeyu left with happiness and excitement.
Yang Feilong sighed inwardly and then took out his phone, dialing Luo Yujiao's number. They had originally agreed for him to accompany her home this afternoon, but now it seemed he could only have her go ahead, and he would arrive tomorrow morning after treating Qian Yeyu.