That day, they both lost their focus while listening to the speech by the vice-president of Qinglong Academy.
The old man on the stage was talking nonstop and every word he said was a teaching, but the two of them were sitting shoulder to shoulder with their fingers hooked inside their sleeves, their souls flying far away and their minds completely focused on those five slender fingers, not a single cent left for anywhere else.
When the old man was halfway through his speech, Leon Luo woke up with three consecutive loud "holy land". He looked up at him in confusion, thinking that he had missed something just now. After a while, he asked his teammates and saw Qianling smiling at him.
It was a smile...full of secrets.
"Why don't you ask me about the Holy Land?"
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