"I'll give it a try."
Another person stepped out from the expectant crowd. Dressed in blue satin and with a face as striking as jade, he exuded an air of a scholar's elegance. His masculine and feminine charm seamlessly blending with every move he made.
—— Li Jingming.
He had only been in the academy for no more than a month and a half. A dashing 17-year-old, age as flirtatious as the blooming flowers.
But he had already made a name for himself in the North Campus District. The root cause was none other than the Contracted Spirit he drew from the Blind-Box Commerce.
"Beep!"
A glow appeared, and an insect-type Fond Spirit appeared above Li Jingming's head. With a wingspan of 1.8 metres and a belly pattern resembling an evil ghost, it startled everyone.
The instant it appeared, someone broke the silence, gasping, "Ghost-Faced Moth!"
"Xiao'e, get ready."
Li Jingming's robe fluttered as he cautiously approached the cage, pulling out the iron pin with his bare hands.
