They still had classes to attend and would be punished if they were late.
Su Yue slowly ate his porridge. He was already used to his own popularity. His strength was one factor, but mainly, he felt it was because he was just too handsome.
"Hello, Mr. Su Yue. Your package. Please sign for it."
Suddenly, a Martial Artist delivering packages for the Martial Arts Network appeared. The delivery address had GPS tracking, allowing them to pinpoint Su Yue's exact location with a margin of error of less than three meters.
"Thank you!" Su Yue nodded.
This morning, he was destined to sign for packages until his hands cramped. He had ordered too many types of elixirs for them to be consolidated into a single shipment. It was quite a hassle and a huge waste of time.
...
"Hello, Mr. Su Yue..."
"Your package..."
"Please sign here..."
...
