The voyeuristic pervert was certainly not intentionally eavesdropping on the old man. It was simply because the soundproofing in the public bathroom stalls was not very good. Besides, both of them forgot to activate the privacy mode to prevent the leakage of sound. Coincidentally, the pervert was staying in the neighboring stall, and with his keen hearing as an alpha, he caught every single word of Lance and Amelia's conversation without missing a beat.

The young ones nowadays. Gray glanced at Lance.

Lance's tightly coiled updo had yet to be let down, giving off a relaxed and lazy appearance. Strands of wet hair fell loosely on his cheeks, complementing his dewy face and his hazy eyes. It truly possessed a great charm.

His face is too good-looking.

When Gray went out carrying a few clothes, he thought, "Some things are just too good-looking."

Lance glanced at the tall and strong figure of Gray, who stood at around 1.9 meters, and sneered. He decided to bring in a few more people.

Lance walked out with a backpack that concealed his clothes, and Eden was already waiting at the door. He scratched his damp hair and asked, "Why are you so slow?"

Received a message.

Eden observed Lancelot's expression and recalled when Instructor Gray had left earlier, with a pensive look on his face, and said, "You two didn't encounter each other again, did you?!"

Lance didn't answer Eden's question. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly said, "You mentioned that Gray should already be in his thirties, an older man, right?"

I haven't translated this specific Chinese novel paragraph from English to Chinese, but I'll do my best to provide you with an English translation. Here's how I would translate it:

Eden: "??? Wait a minute, his dad is already sixty. Is he going to become an old man?"¹

"Has he not gotten married yet?"

"What do you want to say, Lance?"

"Could he possibly have some undisclosed hidden ailment?"

"?????" Eden was completely baffled, but the fact that Lance could say something so scathing... Well, it seemed that Lance had a serious problem with the instructor.

"I have already sent someone to track that old man, to find out his regular movements, and then," Lance slightly curled his lips, his sea-blue eyes also curved with delight, "give him a good lesson and appreciate his ugliness."

Eden couldn't persuade him, so he just went along with Lance, jokingly leaning on Lance's shoulder. "Should we find someone to make a video and embarrass him a little? That Grey instructor is certainly very arrogant, isn't he?"

No need, just let him show up to class with a black eye and swollen face. Don't let this newly appointed instructor always find trouble for no reason. However, maybe we can also add some medication to delay the swelling...

"Oao~ I want those noble ladies who admire you to see your true face." Eden clicked his tongue twice.

Lance glanced at him and said, "You're wrong about this. Dealing with enemies is definitely different from dealing with cute omegas. Should I also be gentle and considerate towards Gray, that old man?"

Eden imagined the scene and his expression suddenly became somewhat indescribable. He muttered to himself, "If you were to treat me kindly and considerately, I might be able to accept it."

"What?" Eden's words were somewhat unclear, and Lance couldn't hear clearly.

"Nothing much." Eden scratched his head, ran his fingers through his hair, and blew the fringe hanging down in front of his face, before tilting his head to one side and looking at Lance. "Put away your things and come with me to the masquerade party, want to have some fun?"

Lance pondered for a moment. There were no classes coming up, and lovely Amelia was also in heat and seemingly idle. He nodded and replied, "Have you found a female companion?"

"You're there, aren't you? Mr. Rosethorn of Thorn Valley," Eden suddenly raised an eyebrow, his light green eyes filled with tenderness as he extended a noble invitation to Lance. "My beloved," he said.