"Are all these people from the Heavenly Class running over here? And just for one Su Ye?"
But before the chatter could die down, a light, smiling voice drifted from the doorway.
"Miss Su, would you mind teaming up with me?"
Chu Liang sat in a wheelchair, dressed in a purple robe with a blanket draped over his legs.
He exuded a noble air, both otherworldly and aloof, as Fu pushed his wheelchair slowly into the room from behind.
His very presence instantly silenced the rowdy Black Character Class.
A student began to stammer.
"G-Gods, is that Prince Chuliang? Is he here for Su Ye, too?"
"So many people from the Heavenly Class are here... just for one Su Ye?"
"Am I dreaming? Yes! This has to be a dream!"
The arrival of these individuals stunned not only the students of the Black Character Class, but also Xue Liang and his cronies.
The mocking smirk on Yang Xuan's lips gradually faded. His eyes narrowed, his expression becoming unreadable.
