Wen Xiong was having a hard time accepting it.
Why did those admitted to the Dance Tool Dao Academy seem so ordinary?
Yet at this time, after Chen Mobai announced the name of his academy, the attention of everyone had already shifted from him towards this handsome young man.
That was the Dance Tool Dao Academy!
Those who could get in were the geniuses among geniuses, essentially future Foundation Establishment True Cultivators.
"Little brother, could you give my child an autograph?"
A young man holding a little girl walked over, full of admiration. Chen Mobai, who had never experienced such a scene, reached into his pocket only to realize he hadn't brought a pen.
"Use this."
Shi Wanyu instantly opened her bag and took out a lipstick pen.
Chen Mobai hesitated. He had brought a green bamboo pen for drawing talismans in his bag.
But faced with the expectant eyes of the bright young girl, he was too embarrassed to refuse.
"Thank you."