Illegal Goods

"No wonder the Holy Daughter had previously endured such a loss at their hands."

He found himself helpless in dealing with these individuals, let alone confronting the formidable Holy Daughter, Nie Yaoguang.

As he recalled her icy, stoic countenance, a chill crept into the Holy Son's eyes.

Tomorrow, at the academy's third centimeter examination ceremony, he planned to present a special gift to this young lady.

The night was calm.

Qiao Mu and her companions had enjoyed a restful night's sleep and awakened with renewed vigor at 5 o'clock in the morning.

The voice of the academy's manager echoed from outside as he led a group of people carrying several large boxes into the courtyard.

"Please accept these ten sets of academy uniforms!"

Ma Ta stepped forward and opened each box.