"Li Xiaoqiang, even if you turn into ashes, I'd still recognize you!"
The icy voice exploded in Li Xiaoqiang's ears, and he sighed helplessly, feeling like the world was so small. The woman gripping his arm was none other than Ning Cai'er.
Back when Ning Cai'er was at Tianyuan Sect, she confessed to Li Xiaoqiang, only to be ruthlessly rejected by him.
Later, Li Xiaoqiang learned that her father was the Vice Dean of Holy Martial Academy.
Li Xiaoqiang turned his head and stared at Ning Cai'er.
Today, Ning Cai'er wore a long pink dress that accentuated her alluring figure in a way that was both inviting and evasive. Her little braid and pouty mouth made her look quite mischievous. In Holy Martial Academy, Ning Cai'er's beauty was top-notch, and with her father being the Vice Dean, her admirers were countless.
Li Xiaoqiang looked at Ning Cai'er and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, so it's you, hehe."
