The eyes of the beautiful female professor turned fanatical as she inched closer to Lu Xin.
However, Lu Xin's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He didn't move away but just sat there quietly, looking at her face that was so close to him.
One was fanatical while the other was indifferent. It was like a confrontation between Fire and Ice. It was unknown if the ice extinguished the fire or the fire extinguished the ice.
However, at least from the surface, the temperature of the ice seemed to be lower.
The atmosphere became a little tense.
Professor an had no intention of retreating, and Lu Xin had no intention of dodging.
The two of them seemed to be competing with each other.
..
After a long while, Lu Xin slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up.
Professor an had no choice but to retreat and cough.
"I don't like the word 'created', especially the word' created'."
