Li Xiaoqiang stared at Ning Cai'er and said, "Miss Ning, you're the dean's daughter. Does your dad know you're so vulgar?"
Ning Cai'er laughed and said, "Being vulgar isn't worth anything. I don't care."
"Sigh." Li Xiaoqiang couldn't help but lament, "But it ain't worth squat."
Saying this, Li Xiaoqiang started walking toward the Mission Pavilion. As he walked, those gazes never shifted away from him.
Li Xiaoqiang was helpless in his heart. Having a beauty by his side seemed to attract hostility. Damn, it's true that a beautiful woman brings disaster.
Li Xiaoqiang entered the first floor of the Mission Pavilion, where he saw countless disciples entering private booths. Li Xiaoqiang looked at Ning Cai'er and asked, "Do you have to keep missions secret?"
