Everyone was jostling to surround the two 'Dragon Lords,' clearly each person was eager to befriend such tycoons.
Fang You, however, had no need for such efforts.
After all, he was a tycoon himself, having made a fortune over the years thanks to his uncle and the hugely successful "Three Kingdoms Kill" series, his own Youxing Technology Company was thriving in Dragon City, and his net worth had already surpassed a hundred million.
But even so, there were still things that he, a wealthy man, couldn't do...
By this time, Fang You had finished his melon, and Luo Xianyu had also run back.
"Weren't you going to the bathroom? Did your stomach get a bit bigger again?"
"No, no... I just sneaked some more food, I'm so full, burp!"
Luo Xianyu rubbed her stomach, feigning a relaxed and comfortable expression.
Fang You didn't bother to argue and chose to ignore the takeaway box and plastic bag protruding from her stomach.
"Let's go, I'll walk you back to your dorm."
"Okay!"
