On the bus, Wang Ling pondered for a moment. The last time he had taken a school bus like this with a group of people he was quite familiar with was the last time..
Uh... actually, that time had been when he had held the Spirit Sword Exchange meet with No. 59 High School.
In the blink of an eye, the semester had already expired.
Immortal King had been running for four years in a row, and the second season of the anime had already been broadcast. Moreover, the third season was about to be announced, and the original was still a single dog, and a child on the outside was about to become a bystander, as a result, he hadn’t even graduated from high school yet.