Chapter 1408
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Right now, Feng Wu was holding a bouquet of viburnum flowers in her arms and asking everyone where His Royal Highness was. Wasn't that obvious?
Feng Wu's pretty face twisted, but when she thought of her mission … How could she explain herself?
It wasn't the first time, and she didn't care what other people thought. Bringing her beautiful master back to life was her top priority.
While Feng Wu was looking for Jun Linyuan, a hand landed on her slim shoulder, and Feng Wu threw him over her shoulder.
Luckily, the man reacted in time, or Feng Wu would have knocked him down right away.
"Senior Shu Yunruo?" Feng Wu cried out in surprise when she saw who it was.
It was indeed Shu Yunruo. He was ranked fifth in Initial, and the senior who had brought Feng Wu to Chief Qiao.
Shu Yunruo wasn't alone. There were three or four people behind him, but Feng Wu didn't recognize any of them.
"Feng Wu, I've heard so much about you. I'm Wu Yue."
"I'm Zhao Xingzhi."
"I'm Ning Yao."
"I'm Song Yichen."
Feng Wu said, "Oh, nice to meet you."
So, who were these handsome and outstanding youths? Feng Wu realized that she had never heard their names before, and it was her first time meeting them.
Seeing the bewildered look on Feng Wu's face, Shu Yunruo smiled. "Feng Wu, they're all in the top 10 on the billboard. Song Yichen is 7th, Ning Yao is 6th, I'm 5th, Zhao Xingzhi is 4th, and Wu Yue is 3rd."
Feng Wu nodded again.
But in fact —
She hadn't seen the billboard in Year 2, so she wasn't familiar with the names before and after her.
Seeing the indifferent look on Feng Wu's face, Song Yichen was displeased. After all, Feng Wu had stepped on his head to get to where he used to be.
"Feng Wu, you don't seem to care about us at all," Song Yichen said in a provocative tone.
The immortal flower grove was crowded, and most of them were young boys and girls who loved to watch a show. When Song Yichen's tone sounded a little off, people began to gather around him.
Moreover, Song Yichen and the other young men from Imperial College were all handsome and outstanding. They had appeared in a group, so it was hard for them not to attract attention.
Feng Wu frowned and glanced at Song Yichen. She didn't want any trouble, nor did she want to make an enemy out of nowhere. Hence, she said indifferently, "I don't even know you. Why would I look down on you? And this student, don't tell me you're holding a grudge because I beat you? "
Song Yichen was furious. "You —"
"It's fine if you hold a grudge, but you even brought other people with you and used them as weapons. Are you so sure that they won't be angry because they were used?"
Song Yichen said, "You —"
Feng Wu waved him off. "I'm sorry, but I don't have time for this. So, please restrain your hatred and keep it to yourself. Not satisfied? If you don't like it, then just hold it in. "
After that, she waved at Shu Yunruo and left.
Feng Wu's words were sharp and precise, and every word she said struck at the deepest darkness in Song Yichen's heart. Song Yichen couldn't do anything about it.
When Song Yichen finally reacted, Feng Wu was already gone.
"Hahaha —"
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