An Jing didn't know that not only was he favored by Third Middle School, but also by the 'defeated followers' of First Middle School.
But that didn't matter; even if An Jing found out, he would just laugh—being unnoticed was the mark of a mediocrity. If one shows their uniqueness, they are bound to be looked after by various forces.
And this attention and concern could not affect An Jing now.
Because he and Huo Qing had moved into the large flat of Nian Quan, indulging daily in fancy ice cream, drinks, and feasts; enjoying the professional-grade Foundation Spirit Gathering Formation was incredibly exhilarating.
By now, An Jing in Xuanye City had established three strongholds.
The first was located at the edge of the safety zone in Chonggang Town's warehouse—now sealed off, it would take at least a decade or two before it could gradually reopen.
