章 397: The Real Class President

Xu Xiaoyan opened the door. Just as she had said, it was Yuanen Yehui in the flesh.

The sight of Yue Zhengyu took Yuanen Yehui by surprise, lips morphing into a frown as she stepped into the room. "What are you doing here?"

Yue Zhengyu glared halfheartedly at her. "Why can't I be here?" Though he spoke sarcastically, there was no steel to his words.

After helping Yuanen Yehui obtain her fourth soul ring, Yue Zhengyu understood the gap that existed between them. Coupled with the fact that she wasn't an evil soul master, he had no reason to trouble her anymore.

Yuanen Yehui promptly ignored him and turned to Tang Wulin. "Help me make my battle armor. What do you want in exchange?"

Tang Wulin shrugged. "I need to know what your profession is first."

"I'm a third rank mecha maker," said Yue Zhengyu. "But I'm on the edge of the fourth rank. It shouldn't take me more than a month to break through."

Yuanen Yehui furrowed her brow. "I'm a mechanic, fourth rank."