Collie's Tragic Life

Fang Ping carefully closed the book and put it away. This was an old book to begin with, so he had to treat it carefully.

Ivan sized up the dormitory environment. "Is this the dormitory that has three Elite Team slots? It looks quite ordinary."

Then, he twitched his nose. "This is the smell of Philistine Ginseng."

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Ivan smiled and sat on the chair. He took out a small fruit from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Are you still the class president of the Forbidden Spell Division?"

"Of course. Don't you know who I am?" Ivan threw another fruit into his mouth.

"Do you know anything about the Dark Forest?"

"I do."

Ivan threw another fruit into his mouth.

"So what exactly are you going to do? Eat in front of me?"

Ivan glanced at the door. "Can you close it?"