he head was pressed against the ground, you couldn't see their expression. 。But his hands, clenched tight on the ground, veins bulging with effort, betrayed his true feelings. 。Sure enough, it's 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!

"ike something that doesn't belong in the world of the living.But Fang Yu still did not stop, walking towards the swirling gray mist.After a while, he stepped into the gray mist.The moment Fang Yu ente...