Murong Qingcheng's appearance caused quite a sensation, and many people's eyes gleamed with astonishment.
"Hey, is there someone next to her?"
"His cultivation is weak, not even at the Venerable Realm!"
"Hmph, how is someone like him worthy of standing next to a fairy!"
Right there, a few self-important fellows sneered and quickly walked over.
"Would you, this beautiful young lady, happen to be a new student? Would you like me to show you around?"
"No need!" Murong Qingcheng declined.
Rejected by a beauty, Wu Ming's face stiffened, and he felt somewhat embarrassed.
At that moment, Lin Xuan chuckled softly next to them.
This sound was the fuse that set everyone around them laughing.
"Damn it, kid, what are you laughing at!"
Seeing a new student whose cultivation had not even reached the Venerable Realm daring to laugh at him, Wu Ming immediately became furious.
"I'm laughing at you!" Lin Xuan's lips curled up.
