Chapter 162: Second World: Bestman Position Up For Grabs

The professor who was always silent for the most part finally spoke up saying, "There is no use in hiding it now. The entire universe knows you and the Marshal had an awesome night. Look at the comments," showing the image circulating online.

Wen Qinxi had obviously seen it before but at that time he had overlooked that ambiguous red mark on his neck and now everyone knew. "Oh shit!" he swore his face scarlet red. This was too shameful. He did enjoy what they did last night but didn't want the entire world to know about it.

"Oh, don't be embrassed. We are all adults here. Plus everyone is celebrating your relationship especially after the whole Zhao Huangzhi saga. Maybe this will make her lose hope and abandon ship," said the Captain sympathizing with Zhao Xieshu.

"You wish. That Zhao Huangzhi is like a fuckin leech she won't give up till she sucks you dry," replied Wen Qinxi while messaging the Marshal asking him to take down that post.