Bad luck.
Soul-eating?
Everyone present was taken aback.
Mu Chen's expression became serious, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he turned to look.
A young man of about eighteen or nineteen entered, pushing the door open.
The young man had an elegant and tall figure, wearing a set of ice-blue Heavenly Silkworm Silk Clothes. His long hair was secured with a white jade hairpin, and his almond-shaped eyes exuded grace as he walked gracefully into the room.
Although his attire was not overly luxurious, his manner of speaking and walking exuded a certain nobility, truly embodying a fine gentleman.
The people originally arguing simultaneously fell silent, as if the young man possessed an invisible power that dissolved the room's conflicts.
Even the foolish male students from Gu Feng Academy quieted down.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the newcomer, the few were surprised.
