Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 143:The Chief’s Boring Life

Qing Yu stood tall on the stage of the Water Institute's auditorium, dressed in a form-fitting qipao gown.

With her phone pressed to her ear, she spoke to Lu Jun, "I'm hosting a ceremony here. I suggest you come over. As the newly appointed Chief, it's important for you to meet the students of the Water Institute."

On the other end, Lu Jun found her reasoning sound. Since he had nothing else to do, he might as well attend.

However, when he arrived at the grand Water Institute auditorium on foot, he was momentarily stunned by the scene before him.

At the entrance of the luxurious yet understated classical Chinese-style building, a red carpet had been laid out. Two rows of elegant young women in formal gowns stood on either side, their smiles warm and their demeanor graceful.

As Lu Jun walked past each section, the female students on either side would bow with radiant smiles and greet him in unison, their voices sweet and melodious, "Chief Lu."

When he casually lowered his gaze, he was immediately met with the sight of the etiquette ladies' low-cut gowns, revealing fair, delicate skin and deep, alluring curves. His brow twitched involuntarily. Hastily retracting his gaze, he kept his eyes straight ahead and quickened his pace, moving past the human corridor of greetings.

The grandeur of the occasion made Lu Jun feel as if he were walking in the footsteps of an emperor. These weren't just ordinary female students—every one of them was an Intermediate Mage. Their status alone elevated the prestige of the event.

Even ordinary Super Level council members wouldn't receive such a reception.

Upon stepping into the auditorium, Lu Jun spotted Qing Yu and Chen Yu, who had already been waiting for him. He approached and asked in a low voice, "What's with the girls outside? Don't force them into this just for show."

Hearing this, Qing Yu chuckled slightly and reassured him, "Don't worry, they're all here voluntarily. You're a rare male Chief in the Water Institute, and your reputation is widespread. Many of the female students are genuinely curious and enthusiastic about you."

"...Alright then." Lu Jun fell silent, feeling somewhat like the king of a spider's lair.

Before he could mentally prepare himself, Qing Yu suddenly shoved a set of clothes into his hands.

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"This is your Chief's ceremonial attire. Put it on."

Lu Jun was momentarily caught off guard. He knew that council members had designated uniforms, but even a Chief of the Water Institute had one?

Under Qing Yu's lead, the two of them walked through a long corridor adorned with traditional elegance, arriving at the dressing room.

Fortunately, when he opened the garment bag, the outfit wasn't complicated. It was simply a long trench coat—flexible in material, adorned with black and gold patterns, without excessive embellishments. Its pure black color exuded an undeniable air of dominance.

Since he was already here, he might as well go along with it. Lu Jun casually draped the coat over his shoulders and stepped out of the dressing room.

Qing Yu's eyes lit up upon seeing him. The overall look made him appear significantly more dashing—tougher, sharper, exuding an air of authority.

He proceeded toward the grand hall, with Qing Yu and Chen Yu, the two stunning secretaries, following closely on either side. The dynamic felt somewhat unusual, but the flowing trench coat and his imposing aura made him feel like a true big shot.

As he walked, other students greeted him one by one, making way for his passage. Lu Jun found himself increasingly immersed in the respectful calls of "Chief," unable to resist the subtle thrill of it all.

This level of prestige... No, this level of corruption—wait, no, this level of satisfaction... was undeniable.

When the trio arrived before a pair of grand, solid wooden doors, the two etiquette ladies at the entrance softly and respectfully said, "Chief, please enter."

As they gently pushed open the doors, the scene within the hall was fully revealed.

The vast chamber was magnificent—golden splendor, dazzling displays, round and long tables laden with exquisite dishes. The entire setting resembled a high-class banquet.

The hall was bustling with guests—predominantly women, with only a few men present. The female Mages were dressed in elegant attire, holding glasses of red wine as they engaged in lively discussions. Some lounged on the sofas in the lounge area, legs crossed, idly smoking.

Over a thousand students from the Water Institute had gathered. Large-scale events like this were rare, so many had come with the simple intention of enjoying a free feast.

Moreover, since the Main Campus once hosted an idol concert at the stadium (linked to the Scaled Enchantress incident), the main campus students felt they deserved their share of entertainment as well.

Yet, the moment Lu Jun and his two companions stepped inside, the slightly boisterous hall fell into complete silence.

All eyes turned toward them.

After a brief pause of one or two seconds, the crowd collectively and respectfully greeted in unison, "Greetings, Chief."

The resounding chorus echoed through the hall, causing even the soundproof walls to hum with vibrations.

Lu Jun subconsciously took in a sharp breath, but outwardly, he maintained an utterly composed expression. Quickly adapting to the situation, he gave a slight nod and strode forward, leading his secretaries and staff toward the main podium.

Having experienced numerous grand occasions, Lu Jun reminded himself—could this scene possibly be more intimidating than the imposing presence of an Advanced Commander-level being? With that thought, any lingering anxiety dissipated completely.

What he didn't realize was that beside him, Qing Yu's gaze held a trace of admiration.

Though she had also commanded great respect as Chief, she had never elicited this level of unified deference—this authoritative aura of a true leader.

Perhaps it was a difference in personal charisma and leadership style.

Standing on the podium, Lu Jun gazed down at the entire hall, looking at the crowd from above.

A sudden realization dawned upon him.

Right now, these students might only be at the Intermediate Level, but once they ventured out into the world and matured, the weakest among them would still reach High Level. A select few elites could even break through to the Super Level.

From this perspective, a Chief's network of connections upon graduation would be unimaginable.

As long as one didn't stray from the right path, the future was full of promise.

No wonder every newly appointed Chief held these kinds of social banquets. It was, without a doubt, a necessity.

Lu Jun couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Mo Fan. That guy had spent all his time playing firefighter, running around disaster zones, and never got to experience something like this. He had never enjoyed such treatment, and in the end, he still carried an air of ruggedness that made people look down on him.

With that thought, Lu Jun became even more at ease. After fighting so many battles, what was wrong with enjoying himself a little?

He kept his speech short—just a sentence or two—before stepping back. Letting the students have fun was the priority, which naturally drew a wave of cheers.

However, when the performances began, Lu Jun's eyes widened in astonishment.

The crowd in the center of the hall parted, making space for a broad stage. A rising platform slowly ascended, revealing a group of young women dressed in flowing aquamarine Hanfu dresses, their skin smooth and radiant as they began to dance.

What stood out the most was the way water ribbons floated around them, conjured by Water Magic. A mist of vapor rose, blanketing the stage in an ethereal fog, lending an air of otherworldly elegance. Their dampened clothing clung faintly to their forms, revealing glimpses of their figures. Ice Magic was also at play, creating glistening ice mirrors that reflected their enchanting movements.

This... The Water Institute girls really knew how to put on a show. The fusion of magic and entertainment truly made this world feel magical.

Behind him, Chen Yu's voice carried a playful tone as she explained, "This is the Water Institute's Dance Club. Apparently, they've formed a fan club dedicated to you, Chief, and put on this performance just for you."

Lu Jun suddenly felt like King Zhou of Shang.

But it didn't end there. As the stage descended once more, it rose again to reveal something even more astonishing—a massive swimming pool, where girls in swimsuits leaped in, performing water ballet.

With summer fast approaching, the theme seemed fitting.

All Lu Jun could see was a sea of dazzlingly fair skin, and his vision nearly spun.

After these two performances warmed up the atmosphere, the structured program ended.

What followed was a scene of pure youthful revelry—female university students shedding all restraint, playing in the central pool, splashing water at each other, while wine was spilled and laughter filled the air. The energy was wild, vibrant, and untamed.

The festivities continued late into the night, dragging on until two or three in the morning. By then, many were thoroughly intoxicated, relying on their best friends to help them stumble back to their dorms.

That night, Lu Jun felt his worldview expand.

Afterward, he quickly inquired about the expenses, only for Qing Yu to inform him that the school covered the costs. The Student Council had arranged for various companies to sponsor the alcohol and dining supplies, making the event practically cost-free.

To top it off, Secretary Qing personally drove him home—a service worthy of a perfect score.

And so, this was the dull and monotonous life of the Water Institute's Chief.

Early the next morning, as Lu Jun got out of bed, he received a call from Dean Xiao.

The old man chuckled, "How was last night? Did you enjoy yourself? It's fine to relax once in a while, but don't get lost in indulgence."

Hearing this, Lu Jun immediately understood that Dean Xiao was subtly reminding him to stay grounded. Touched by the concern, he responded sincerely, "I understand. I'll be mindful."

"Haha," Dean Xiao laughed. "Don't be too restrained either. You can only truly let go of something after you've experienced it. Young people should balance work and rest. Come to my office."

Huh? Lu Jun agreed without hesitation, though he was inwardly puzzled. What could be important enough for Dean Xiao to personally summon him?

After hastily saying goodbye to his sister, he stepped outside. There was no need for him to say much—Secretary Qing Yu was incredibly reliable, as if she could always anticipate when he needed a ride.

Before long, Lu Jun arrived at Dean Xiao's office.

The old man leaned back in his chair, gazing at him kindly.

And his first words completely stunned Lu Jun.

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

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