"Ah! I was suffocating."
Da Fu, who had been firmly suppressed by Fu Xing’s spiritual power cage without finding any space, was surprised to discover that Fu Xing’s spiritual power had unprecedentedly fluctuated.
Of course, it wouldn’t miss this opportunity and finally found a gap in the fluctuation and broke through.
Da Fu hopped out of Fu Xing’s palm and cheered excitedly, "Was that your Lady just now? It was, wasn’t it? It definitely was. Fu Xing, you’ve never looked at any other girl like that your whole life! It must be."
Fu Xing suddenly retracted his emotions, his dark green eyes rippling with icy ripples, "What kind of look?"
"A very special look," Da Fu made a shy face, "It’s a look that makes people feel embarrassed, domineering, overbearing, wanting to possess... Hehehe... I didn’t expect you, Fu Xing, had such a dark and scheming side!"
Fu Xing was stunned and subconsciously touched his own face.
Did I unconsciously not open the video because of that?
"Fu Xing, you need to step up! The Lady is so beautiful, there must be many admirers at the Military Academy, you can’t relax and give those outsiders a chance..."
Da Fu promptly shut up under Fu Xing’s suddenly sharp and cold gaze.
Even the intelligent can read facial expressions.
But Fu Xing was vindictive, and it was already too late for Da Fu to apologize. A light breeze began to stir around it, reconstructing into a spiritual power cage.
Poor Da Fu, barely a minute out and it had lost its freedom because of its loose tongue.
Monger, sitting in the front row, turned back with a conflicted face, "Reporting, Commander."
"Just now, the Lady sent me a message asking me to visit her dorm."
"Hmm?" Fu Xing’s voice lazily rose, a simple syllable exerting enormous pressure.
Hearing this, Monger immediately explained, "The Lady personally made a cake for you, so she asked me to pick it up on my way."
"On your way, go then!"
Horace glanced at the nearby Artificial Sea, wondering how one could judge that it was on the way?
In the dormitory, as soon as Lin Fu finished her tasks, she received a notification from Anton.
"There’s a good show, come quickly."
He even thoughtfully sent the coordinates.
Lin Fu rushed to the coordinates and found not the Land War Academy but the rooftop of a teaching building at the Flight Academy. Her entire team was there, each engrossed in watching something below.
Nearby rooftops were crowded with people.
Only their team occupied this rooftop.
"Lin Fu, over here." Anton waved, and seeing what she was carrying, his eyes brightened, and he sniffed the air, instantly captivated by the sweet fragrance.
"What is this smell? So sweet!"
Anton sniffed carefully, seemingly in a better mood.
Lin Fu walked forward, curiously peering down, and was instantly stunned.
Below, in the square, there was a massive brawl going on, intense and thrilling. Amidst it, she saw Dean Song, commanding and impressive, fighting against a dozen or so opponents.
"Don’t tell me you didn’t know?" Morton exclaimed, "Are you living in the Ancient Earth Era? Such a big event and you have no clue."
"Wait, that’s not right! Weren’t you taken away by Lance?"
Ivan asked a belated question.