The Prettiest Girl

One of the boys couldn't help but notice Zuo Qingluan.

What a pretty girl!

"Mr. Han, who do we have here? I don't think Shan Jingfei will be the prettiest girl in our year anymore."

"Ling Hao, this is Miss Zuo Qingluan, the sacred lady of Firmament Palace." Mr. Han liked Ling Hao, so he gave the student a reminder, fearing that he might offend the sacred lady unknowingly.

Zuo Qingluan, the sacred lady? Ling Hao recalled the name and cried out, "As in the one with the True Phoenix Blood?!"

Mr. Han nodded.

"Holy crap! She's so famous!" Ling Hao smiled obsequiously, "Miss Qingluan, I'm —"

However, Zuo Qingluan walked right past him before he could finish his sentence.

She ignored him completely.

Mr. Han left with Zuo Qingluan as if he was her servant.

Ling Hao had already stuck out his hand, and he was embarrassed.

"Hahaha —"

Ling Hao's team consisted of five people.