Chapter 101: The Teacher’s Invitation

Ye Feng had not yet seen the man when he heard that familiar voice—Young Master Jin. So this brat really was the Mr. Jin those burly men had been talking about. The corners of Ye Feng’s mouth lifted slightly. Soon, a fashionably dressed man appeared, with a few underlings trailing behind him. Those underlings did not look nearly as capable as the rough men from before. Were those men idiots? “Boss, it was this kid who beat us half to death!”

No one had expected that the thorn lodged so deeply in their hearts would actually draw out that great fiend. If Du Zhong had not killed them all, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

“Uh...” Xu Ziling was filled with doubt, unable to understand what Dugu Feng meant by those words, and he did not know how to answer.

At that moment, many passersby gathered around, pointing and whispering about Shen Mengqi and the departing Lin Feng.

After that, the auction continued. The items on display were still things used by a Martial Emperor, which held no meaning at all for Zhan Chen.

When the clear chime of the bell broke the silence of the campus on that hushed afternoon, the 1993 college entrance examination finally came to an end. Countless students and candidates could at last set aside the heavy burden of study and wait with bated breath for the final verdict.

Yin Yao glanced at the old man, then said, “You are White Robe’s match. As for a fight, I may be able to handle White Robe.”

Hearing this, Lin Feng’s expression changed abruptly, shock flashing in his eyes. “There was actually an earthquake.” He drew a breath and looked at Zhu Siguang. “I trust you have handled the disaster relief matters, Elder Zhu?” After saying this, Lin Feng regarded Zhu Siguang with a complicated expression.

Today, Ji Moshenke seemed even more alluring than usual. She still wore that frost-like beautiful face as she sat coldly across from Su Chenyu. Because the temperature in the cafe was relatively warm, she had taken off her wool coat, and the twin peaks tightly outlined beneath her sweater made Su Chenyu’s gaze burn with desire.

“We are brothers.” Li Yuanyou turned back with a smile, and that smile carried an indescribable, elusive meaning.

After all, the burly man in the red robe had always centered everything around the Mei siblings, Mei Chenghuan and Mei Meixin, looking every inch the loyal servant.

Yan Ziqi was the first-prize winner at summer camp, so she could enter the advanced league directly without going through the selection round.

Under the influence of the outer formation, the original positions of heaven and earth would shift, and the emphasis and proportions of all the Five-Element auxiliary fortune treasures would change accordingly.

Seeing that Wu Sheng still had not reacted, Liu Chen smiled and said to Tang Xishi, “It’s nothing. I’m only taking you out for a look around, not to do manual labor. He’ll be fine, won’t he?” As he spoke, Liu Chen stepped forward and patted Wu Sheng’s chest again.

With Zilong’s reminder, Yun Bochuan’s eyes brightened once more. Surpassing his idol was probably impossible, but keeping pace with him and following in his footsteps should not be a problem.

She climbed the stairs with heavy steps and stopped at the doorway of Jian Muxi’s room. She raised her hand as if to knock, but after hesitating several times, she lowered it and turned back to her own room.

Though it was the empress dowager’s maternal clan, it had long since fallen from grace, and there were not many who came to pay their respects. Now that it was only the seventh day after the death, there were even fewer.

According to the rules of the competition, there would be four groups in the first round, and each group would first take part in a chase race.

Yan Shiyue did not realize that what she was worrying over was the sort of concern a mother or father would have. In any case, she naturally had the Dragon Guard teach him martial arts, to see whether he might have any talent in that area.

He wanted to call out to her, but when he thought of what had happened yesterday, he felt a little embarrassed, so he turned and went upstairs.

“Yuanbao, if Her Majesty is unwell, has the imperial physician been summoned?” Qi Heng’s voice was so cold it seemed ready to drip ice. Yuanbao felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead, yet he still steeled himself and shook his head.