"Hahaha, Qing Yan, the old Phoenix, have you come to our Phoenix God College to strut around?"
In the midst of laughter, a person also flew out from Phoenix God College.
"Wan Zhong, my brother, how have you been?"
Feng Qingyan greeted him with a slight smile and a cupped-fist salutation.
"Don't try to cozy up to me. The stuff you compensated with, I don't care for it, and our Phoenix God College doesn't need it either. If you want to take this person away, it's simple, just throw a punch against me. Win and you can go, lose and you stay!"
Vice Dean Fengming Wanzhong spoke loudly.
"Gosh, when these two vice deans of the colleges meet, it's like thunder striking earth fire, this is not looking good."
