There was a commotion at the door, and the students couldn't help but look back, only to see someone carrying a great sword approaching, and as he walked, students on the side unconsciously moved aside, soon making way for him.
Ji You was stunned, thinking to herself, who is this? Such a strong presence.
The next second.
This tall male student carrying a great sword, over two and a half meters in height, came directly to Ji You, and instantly made her look even smaller, like a towering pine tree beside a bean sprout. The boy obviously didn't expect Ji You to be so short, and for a moment his face showed a somewhat stagnant expression. His originally lifted chin stiffened momentarily, then he lowered his head slightly, looking down at Ji You and asked, "Are you Ji You?"
A few simple words, neither high nor low, neither light nor heavy, yet carried a sense of coercion with strength.
Indeed, he came with ill intentions, good people don't come.
