Chương 2767: A Possible Level 8 Spiritual Lord

Feng Wu frowned. "What if she won't sign?"

Gongsun Mu smiled. "Why would she do that?"

Mr. Wang smirked. "She thinks she can get whatever she wants just because she's pretty. She's disrespectful toward Miss Qingluan and slanders Miss Qingluan behind her back. It's only natural that Miss Qingluan won't sign her form."

Feng Wu looked at him in resignation. Would it kill this man to stop criticizing her?

Chen Ziyun said, "I need to go out for a second."

He was bewildered. He didn't know what was going on with Zuo Qingluan, whom he hadn't met so far, and he had to ask Feng Xun what that was about.

He immediately left the academy.

Being the head of the Martial Arts Society not only gave him the right to treat the vice chiefs like his equal, but also gave him the privilege to use the portal at any time.

Northern Feng Mansion.

"Boss Feng! You're here!"

Chen Ziyun was perplexed when he saw Feng Xun training at home.