Shen Yanxiao unknowingly led a group of innocent and simple teenagers into a sinister and cunning path of no return...
"Calm down, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Zhan Ye reassured.
Xerox looked at Zhanye strangely, "Have you noticed?"
"What?"
"Your tone of voice is becoming more and more like a boss."
"..."
"but……"
"But what?"
"Boss is a little more shameless than what you said." Xerox couldn't help but imagine that if it were Shen Yanxiao, he would probably only say at this moment: What is there to argue with a group of disabled people?
Being mentally disabled is also a disability.
The corners of Zhan Ye's mouth twitched slightly.
Just as Zhanye and Xerox were lamenting their increasingly dark road, a burst of noise came from outside the hotel.
On the spacious avenue, eight skeleton horses wearing dark gold armor opened the way. On each skeleton horse, there was an undead soldier wearing dark gold light armor and holding a black iron sword. Behind the skeleton horses, ten Eight strong and medium-sized undead came slowly carrying a luxurious sedan. Two teams of undead soldiers walked on both sides, crowding the sedan layer upon layer.
The crowded undead instantly retreated to both sides to make way for this team to pass.
At the front of the sedan chair, a black skull flag fluttered in the wind, with dark gold piping, making all the undead stand in awe.
The vast team arrived at the hotel where the Royal Academy was staying. The eight undead guards quickly dismounted from their horses and arrived in front of the sedan chair.
At the door of the hotel, students from the Royal Academy had already stood in two rows, lining up on both sides of the entrance. In the middle, Nok, dressed in rich clothes, stood there with a calm aura.
A figure suddenly stepped out of the sedan chair. A handsome young man wearing a dark gold embroidered robe appeared gracefully, attracting exclamations of surprise.
The young man raised his head, and the undead around him were kneeling to the ground at this moment.
They shouted in unison, "Your Highness Mingye!"
There was no unnecessary expression on Ming Ye's handsome face, and he was even stingy about giving alms to these people from the corners of his eyes. Under the protection of the undead guards, he walked towards Nok.
"Your Highness Mingye." Nok leaned forward slightly.
"Teacher Nok, please don't worry about it." Ming Ye said calmly.
"Your Highness, please come inside." Nok said.
Ming Ye nodded and followed Nok into the hotel. The undead who were kneeling aside then stood up. They looked at the backs of the Royal Academy students with envy.
Being so close to His Royal Highness, your future will definitely be good.
When everyone was envious, on the second floor of the hotel, Shen Yanxiao, who had just calmed down from the upcoming gathering, slowly opened the door and was greeted by Nok and Ming Ye.
Shen Yanxiao was slightly stunned. Ever since she came to the Wailing Abyss, she had never had contact with this "Prince of Spring Rolls". She never expected that she would meet him here today.
Ming Ye, who was talking to Nok, seemed to feel something. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the petite figure standing not far away.
A touch of familiarity suddenly poured into Ming Ye's soul. A small crack appeared on his cold face, and an eagerness that even he himself was unaware of appeared in his gray eyes.
Nok noticed that Ming Ye suddenly stopped. When he looked up, he found that Ming Ye was staring at the undead girl named Yandi in a daze.