The Phantom Sixth Man... Lie Mengmeng!

Wang Ling didn't know whether Fang Xing's appearance was a coincidence, but he had to admit that nobody had ever created such large waves in his life before. After school was over on Wednesday, the old man had only exchanged a few words with Fang Xing before they'd already become the best of pals… this made Wang Ling wonder deeply who the old man's real grandchild was.

It had always been said that food could bring people closer together. Wang Ling had always felt that this was a matter of debate. After all, not all milk was deluxe milk, and not all food was so good it would make you want to tear your clothes off.

Wang Ling maintained a very high level of calm, especially in front of Fang Xing.