Required Swordsmanship Class.
The classroom was full of disciples from all over, both men and women, aged between fifteen and twenty-five.
Brimming with youth and vitality.
This age is precisely when hormones are in turmoil.
Shang Yanting just entered the classroom, his handsome face attracted many gazes. A number of female disciples stole glances and whispered, their faces secretly blushing.
"He's so handsome."
Jia Xitong has excellent hearing and sight.
Upon hearing the surrounding evaluations, she proudly puffed out her chest, as if they were praising her instead.
"Ah, he's so caring!"
"He even raises a Little Magical Beast."
...
The discussion at the back grew louder.
"Classmate, what magical beast do you have?"
"Is it a puppy?"
"I also have a magical beast, can we come down and chat?"
"Classmate, what's your name..."
Jia Xitong never expected that the female disciples of Dingtian Academy were so proactive.
