"Ha~ good, good, I'm not late, I'm not late!"
A middle-aged man clad in a casual suit appeared laughing, making the faces of Li Daochen and his group turn extremely unpleasant.
"Why should it be this guy? Bad luck!"
Pastor Sheng murmured softly, and the hearts of the three people next to him faltered when they saw who had come.
If someone rational from the Holy Institute came over, their expressions wouldn't be this grim.
"I heard that he's the headmaster for this year's class at the Holy Institute, it's no surprise he would show up!"
Li Daochen's words left the others silent.
"Long time no see, Old Li. How come the four of you look so upset?"
Qian Zhan grinned at the four, receiving unanimous rolling eyes from everyone except Li Daochen.
"So this is this year's only God-tier genius, Ye Feng?"
"No worries, I understand the principle of who comes first. I am who I am, and you guys know that. Go ahead with your talks!"