"With that face, it's impossible. He's 30 at most."
"He's one of the Four Gods. It's normal for him to retain his looks."
"God, I want to learn from him too."
"What are you thinking? He doesn't have many disciples at the moment. The only person I know who's his disciple is our teacher, Tong Xieyi. If you want to become his disciple, you have to at least compete with the Tong family or even the Kang family, right?"
"It's better not to have that kind of person as our teacher."
It was not someone who was from Class 12 (6) who said this but Class 12 (3), which was originally taught by Tong Xieyi. Fortunately, Tong Xieyi was not around at this moment. Otherwise, she would have been angered to death!
"What are you talking about?" A girl wearing a mask stood behind them coldly. Her eyes actually resembled those of a child.
But they could see that it wasn't a child.
