ng Yu could see that his elective course, titled Literature and Writing, was scheduled for every Wednesday afternoon. 。As Fang Yu was about to walk out of the conference room, Wang Yangshi patted him...As soon as these words were spoken, Anran's expression changed.

"That's right, you're being so noisy! You won't stop talking. Don't you want to get beaten up" Han MiaoYi's right eye flashed red light as she clenched her fists and threatened, "The Master allows you to stand here, it's already your good fortune!"

An Ran's face became even worse.

As a Holy King, he was considered high-ranking within the Holy Academy system. In the past, he lived a life of luxury and comfort, receiving respect and preferential treatment wherever he went.

But today, at Fang Yu's place, he suffered repeated setbacks and even faced ridicule and humiliation!

"ther frail woman; there was none of the formidable aura of a killer queen."Just stay here, do you need me to bring you breakfast" Fang Yu asked.Violet was utterly despairing, unable to answer Fang Yu'...