Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Imperial College...
"Snow as skin, ice as bone, three thousand silver silk, and beauty enough to cause the fall of a nation; knowing your reputation is nowhere as good as meeting you in person. I'm Guan Yu, it's my honor to meet Miss Mu Ningxue here," said a cultured man politely as he walked up gracefully.
Mu Ningxue walked past the man without casting a glance at him.
Her ears were fed up from hearing the same compliments over and over again. She had zero interest in this man called Guan Yu.
Guan Yu seemed rather patient and gentlemanly. He was not bothered by Mu Ningxue's bone-chilling attitude. He wore a self-mocking grin and quickly followed after her.
